Lynch sat in his office and looked at the unchanging scenery outside the window. Other than the industrial forklifts that were moving back and forth outside the warehouse area, there were only a few "blue strappers".
The so-called "blue strappers" were people who worked part-time in the warehouse area. They did not have a stable job and income, but they needed to support themselves and their families.
These people were at least thirty-seven years old. They did not have the foundation to learn survival skills. They did not have the time, energy, and brainpower.
They could only use their physical strength in exchange for a meager income. Not everyone who rented a warehouse could afford a forklift, or could afford to rent one. Not all goods were suitable for forklifts, which gave these people room to survive.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the office. "Come in," Lynch called out. Vivian stood by the door for a few seconds before she stepped into the room.
She was not used to being alone with Lynch in a relatively isolated environment. Such an environment would make one's imagination run wild, regardless of whether it was good or bad.
She did not know what to do with her hands. One of her hands was supporting her elbow, while the other hand was brushing the hair beside her ear. "When I was standing at the door just now, I felt like there were people watching us."
Lynch raised his eyebrows. He turned around and stood up. He walked to the window and looked out. With just one glance, he saw the "people" that Vivian mentioned.
At the same time, it reminded him of the first time he met Mr. Fox. Mr. Fox was sure that he was not working for the Federation.
The people outside were wearing formal suits, sunglasses, and waxed hair. They looked like they were ready to take out their badges and identification cards at any moment. The temperature in Saibin City was close to 30 degrees Celsius during the day. Even wearing long sleeves would make one feel a little stuffy, but these people …
He looked away. The law enforcement agencies were never idiots. If they were, there would not be so many criminals caught by them.
These people's unscrupulous surveillance was a warning to Lynch not to act recklessly. At the same time, they were exerting a kind of psychological pressure, waiting for him to make a mistake.
The Federation Investigation Bureau's law enforcement power had always been criticized, especially for having too much discretion. According to the current regulations and laws, when the Federation Investigation Bureau thought that a person might be suspected of a crime, they could request the person to cooperate with the investigation or during the surveillance process. If the target suddenly did something dangerous, such as harming others, hurting themselves, or attempting to escape, the agents in charge of the relevant operations could immediately arrest them. Then, they could search for evidence and apply for an arrest warrant.
Lin Qi was only a young man in his twenties. If they could force him to run away, then the people outside wouldn't even need the headquarters to inform them to act. They could directly capture Lin Qi and bring him back.
Of course, this was only part of the reason.
"You go back first. There will be some danger here."
Lynch took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. Recently, he had been using his brain a lot. He could not help but want to find something to support his emotions when he was thinking.
When a person's brain was active, their emotions would fluctuate accordingly. However, rational thinking was most afraid of such fluctuations. Whether it was excitement or irritation, it did not have much meaning and value to the thinking process itself.
A cigarette could solve these problems and separate thinking from emotions.
He lit a cigarette and looked at Vivian. "They won't hurt you. You can go back without worry. When you come to work again, wait for my call!"
Vivian wanted to say something, but in the end, she did not say anything. She just nodded and began to pack up and leave. Just as she was about to leave, Lynch came out from the inner room and pointed to the garbage bag in the room. "Please take the garbage with you."
Watching Vivian go out, Lynch closed the door of the warehouse while smoking. He picked up the phone and called 911. "I want to call the police … Yes, I found someone watching me … No, this is not my illusion. They are outside the door … Yes … My address is …" He told his address and hung up the phone, thinking slowly about something.
He had removed the UV light bulb and smashed it together with several other ordinary light bulbs. He asked Vivian to take it out.
The chemical cleaning agent was also poured into the sewer. This kind of thing was very common in the warehouse area. There was nothing special about it.
After thinking for a while, he did not find too many mistakes. He sat on the table by the door of the warehouse, smoking and waiting for the arrival of the police.
From the beginning, he knew that these people would eventually take action. Of course, he had taken care of everything. From the current point of view, his business might have some small problems, but overall, he was innocent.
Things that were not prohibited by the law were not necessarily legal, but at the same time, they were not necessarily illegal. This was a vague boundary. It was precisely because of this boundary that many new laws were introduced every year.
Calling the police was just to prevent the possibility of the people outside falsifying evidence. During this period, he was also constantly learning about this world. The Federation Tax Bureau was always a shady department. He did not know that the people outside the door were actually from the Federation Investigation Bureau. But his caution was crucial.
From some of the information centers that Lynch learned, the Federation Tax Bureau's method of solving cases was not clean. They would encourage some people to come forward and report and give them amnesty. Also, due to some confidentiality rules, the information of the informants would not be released to the public.
There were too many things that could be manipulated. Apart from these, Lynch also believed that they would falsify evidence, especially now that public opinion in the Federation was still fermenting. In order to turn the situation around, it was acceptable to make appropriate false evidence.
So he called the police. The police and the Federation Tax Bureau were not in the same system. There was some invisible competition between them. With them around, the whole "process" would be slightly fairer.
A few minutes later, the guy who was in charge of tailing Lynch watched as two police cars stopped outside the warehouse. A few of the officers saw him when they got out of the car. They took out their weapons and walked towards him. He reported the situation here through the short-range radio as he walked towards the officers.
At the same time, Lynch, who was in the warehouse, looked through the window at the guy who looked like he worked for the Federation government. He raised his hands and held his ID in his hand. He looked away and signaled to the two officers who were taking down the statement. The two officers also moved closer to the window to take a look. One of them went out to check the situation.
About a minute later, the two FBI agents entered Lynch's office together with the police. It was also at this time that Lynch realized that these people were not from the Tax Bureau. They were from the Federation's Investigation Bureau. He also realized that they were not there to spy on him, at least not just to spy on him.
Due to the sudden intervention of a third party, the police, it led to the arrest … If it was said that it was sabotaged, the person was there and did not run away. However, if it was said that it was not sabotaged, it did not seem right.
The agent immediately reported the situation here to the action team that was in charge of collecting evidence in Shenrong. The action team leader made a prompt decision and requested that Lynch be brought to the bank as well. The reason was to cooperate with the investigation.
Who were they investigating?
They were definitely investigating Mr. Fox. The crime was money laundering.
This decision could be said to be very decisive. Bringing Lynch would increase the psychological pressure on Mr. Fox's group. It would make them feel like they were being caught in a net.
In such an environment, perhaps they originally planned to fight to the death for a period of time, but now they would choose to give up due to the pressure.
Not long after, Lynch took a private car from the warehouse area to Shenrong Bank and appeared in front of Mr. Fox. He appeared even earlier than Mr. Fox's lawyer.