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Chapter 3364: Bloody New City (87)

Chapter 3338 Bloody New City (87)

The penguin man sat in a private office holding a glass of freshly poured whiskey in his hand, and the ice cubes gently collided in the amber liquid. His eyes fell on the phone on the table, and the screen showed Shiller's name. After a moment of hesitation

, he pressed the dial key.

After the phone rang a few times, Schiller's voice came from the other end, with his usual calmness: "What happened? Let you call me in person at this time?"

The Penguin took a sip of wine, with a hint of temptation in his tone: "It seems that the information about Carter I have given you has come in handy. This guy is too talkative and not cautious enough, and is not a good choice for the party.

It's better to get out as soon as possible."

"But...my people say you are investigating Baville in the name of the mayor, and that's not a wise choice."

Schiller chuckled, his voice low and calm: "Oswald, when did you start to care about my choice? Bavel is nothing more than a small character and is not worth your worrying."

"Little character?" The Penguin raised his eyebrows, with obvious disagreement in his tone, "Baville Smith is not a small character. She is the trump card of the IRS. The assets of the rich man who has been buried in her hands can

Fill the Pacific Ocean. Since you decided to use her, there is no need to do it too much.”

Schiller's voice was still calm: "I seem to remember that I said that I never expect anyone's kindness, but just want to give the other party no choice."

The penguin put down the wine glass and tapped the table with his fingers: "At least don't provoke her. The IRS has a much greater power than you think. They can even be legal torture in the 21st century, and they will make them angry. Who do they have to do?

Nothing is good.”

Schiller was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Oswald, you are too nervous. Bavel has as many weaknesses as she is."

The Penguin frowned, with a hint of alertness in his tone: "What do you mean? Are you going to attack her?"

Schiller's voice had a smile: "Start it? No, I would not be so rude to a dedicated lady, just to be careful not to happen."

The Penguin snorted coldly: "Schiller, don't be too confident. Bavel is not the kind of person who will be easily frightened. Her background is much more complicated than you think."

Schiller's tone was still relaxed: "Complex? Maybe. But at least twenty years ago, when his father took his whole family to the United States, she was just a ignorant girl."

The penguin's finger suddenly stopped on the table, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "What did you find?"

Schiller's voice was a little low: "In 1989, when Bavelle's father immigrated to the United States from Mexico City, his assets were declared...inaccurate. If this information was made public, what would you think Bavelle's career would be like.

?”

The Penguin was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Schiller, I have no intention of interfering in your decision. I just want to remind you that if Bavel finds you are investigating her family, she will not let you go."

Schiller chuckled: "Then let her do it. After all, how can you be fun to watch yourself in the game?"

The Penguin shook his head, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "The IRS won't play any games with you. If you have to, it's probably 'Guess who will be on the guillotine today'."

Schiller's voice had a smile: "If they weren't willing to play games with me, then what's going on TV now? You know them, but you don't know them enough."

"The Domestic Income Agency has even developed a set of exclusive investigation and interrogation methods for itself, which means they will not mind using any means to deter those who want to go against them, whether it is live or game.

It will be damaged by fishing law enforcement and torture, why not?"

"Gotham has always been a tax death, not because the IRS is unable to deal with it. In their eyes, the elites are no different from the vegetables in the fields - now, the harvest season is here."

The Penguin sighed, with a hint of warning in his tone: "I hope you know what you are doing. If things get out of control, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Schiller's voice was still calm: "Don't worry, Oswald. The highlight hasn't begun yet."

"What do you want to do?"

"Let Carter go and have a really exciting battle royale."

The penguin couldn't help but look at the TV screen.

The lights in the TV studio were dazzling, and the double-faced man Harvey Dante sat in the guest seat, and the burned scar on half of his face looked particularly hideous under the strong light.

His other face still maintained his former handsomeness and calmness, like an experienced prosecutor. Host Penny White sat opposite him and smiled and handed the microphone to him.

"Mr. Dante, welcome to our show." Penny's tone is sensible and professional, "Today we are going to discuss the tax issues of the Carter Group. As a former Gotham District Attorney, you must be very familiar with such cases.

.Can you analyze the possible consequences Carter faces for us?”

Harvey nodded slightly, his voice low and powerful: "Thank you, Penny Carter Group's tax issues are indeed very complicated, but judging from the current public information, his tax evasion methods are not novel, and they can even be said to be old-fashioned.



Panni raised her eyebrows, with a hint of curiosity in her tone: "Old-handsome? Can you explain it specifically?"

Harvey picked up a document from the table, opened it and pointed to several lines of data: "Carter's main method of tax evasion is to transfer funds through offshore shell companies. He transferred hundreds of millions of dollars in revenue to British Virgin

The shell companies in the archipelago and Cayman Islands then use the names of these companies to make false 'business consulting fees' and 'charitable donations' deductions. This method has been used by countless wealthy people over the past few decades, but the IRS

I already know this."

Penny nodded and continued to ask, "So, how do you think the IRS will investigate these methods?"

Harvey's mouth slightly raised, revealing a sneer: "The IRS's investigation methods are very systematic. First, they will track the flow of Carter's funds, especially those offshore accounts that frequently transfer money. Second, they will ask these offshore companies to provide it.

Detailed financial records. If these companies refuse to cooperate, the IRS can put pressure on local governments through international tax cooperation mechanisms, or even directly freeze these accounts."

Panny nodded thoughtfully: "It sounds like Carter's methods are not clever. So, what legal consequences do you think he will face in the end?"

Harvey closed the document, crossed his hands on the table, and spoke in a serious tone: "Under the federal tax law, the sentence for intentional tax evasion is usually between 3 and 5 years. But if the amount of tax evasion exceeds $10 million, the sentence will increase significantly. Carter involved

The amount is as high as hundreds of millions of dollars, and his use of fake documents and offshore shell companies will be considered aggravated plots."

A hint of surprise flashed in Penny's eyes: "So, how many years do you think Carter might be sentenced?"

Harvey looked straight into the camera, and his tone was firm: "At least ten years. Moreover, this does not include fines and penalty for confiscation of assets. The IRS may require him to pay several times the tax and confiscate his assets overseas.



Penny sighed softly, with a hint of emotion in her tone: "Ten years... this is a heavy blow to anyone. Do you think Carter can reduce his sentence through a plea agreement?"

Harvey shook his head: "The possibility of a plea agreement is low. Carter's behavior is no longer just tax evasion, he also involves forging documents and obstructing justice. The IRS will not let him go easily, especially in such high-profile cases.

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Penny nodded and then turned to the audience: "Dear viewers, you may think Carter's situation is very bad when you hear this. But Harvey, I want to ask a deeper question - you think Carter's case will be against others

What impact does the rich have?”

A hint of coldness flashed in Harvey's eyes: "Carter's case will undoubtedly become a warning. IRS has been increasing tax reviews on high-net-worth individuals in recent years, especially those who use offshore companies to evade taxes. Carter's arrest

It will make other wealthy people realize that the risk of tax evasion is far greater than the benefit."

Panni smiled slightly, with a hint of teasing in her tone: "So, do you think more wealthy people will take the initiative to pay taxes to reduce the punishment they may receive?"

Harvey's mouth slightly raised: "If they were smart enough, they would do this. But unfortunately, greed often makes people lose their minds."

Penny nodded and then turned to the camera: "Dear viewers, today's discussion is very exciting. Thanks to Harvey Dante for the professional analysis brought to us. I believe you have made your own judgment on the sentences of the rich, and next

Let's have a break."

Harvey stood up, shook hands with Penny, and then turned around and left the studio. His back turned around was very tall. But if he saw his expression of walking off the stage, he would find that the normal half of his face was a little hilarious.

Meanwhile, Carter sat in the corner of the cell, staring at the TV screen on the wall. His face was pale, and fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. Harvey's analysis was like a sharp blade, piercing his heart.

"Ten years..." Carter murmured in a low voice, with a hint of despair in his voice. He can't go to jail! Absolutely not!

In the temporary office, IRS agents were busy sorting out documents. Barvel Smith stood aside, her eyes cold. She glanced at the TV screen and her mouth slightly raised.

"Ten years? If you don't sit in prison, I will be in vain for these 20 years!"

She turned around and continued to bury her head in the information, waiting for the next judge to appear.

A series of extremely fast footsteps rang from far to near in the corridor. The strong black agent rushed in, and the noise made Bavel unable to help frowning.

"What's wrong? So panicked?"

"Carter ran away!"

"What?!"

"Carter escaped from prison, I mean, he escaped from the kidnapper!"

Not only Bavel and his special team were shocked, but countless people who had just heard the analysis and bet on the bets were stunned.

"What! Carter ran away?! If he can't catch him, wouldn't he have to go to prison for a whole day?! What should I do with my money?!"

"Damn it! What did that clown eat? How could he let him run away??"

"I know where Carter's company is. If he wants to destroy the evidence, he will definitely go to the company first. Hurry up! Come with me!!"

In fact, arrogance is more sporty, greed is more swaying


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