Blackstone Code

"hiss……"

"call……"

Michael, who pushed himself up to strengthen his body, took a deep breath, supported his body, and then exhaled the breath.

From being uncomfortable at the beginning, he has now completely adapted to the seemingly boring and simple, but actually simple and fulfilling life here. He is no longer as hesitant and overwhelmed as he was at the beginning.

Working hard, exercising, studying and relaxing every day, life in prison makes everyone's day extraordinarily regular.

What should be done at what time every day has been arranged, with a certain degree of relaxation and self-discipline in work and rest. Almost most people will gain weight after entering, and Michael is no exception.

Without those bad living habits outside and the fact that he has been exercising his body, he has become much stronger. Even if people who know him see him at this time, they are unlikely to recognize him at first sight.

Life in prison is not really that good. Various bullying phenomena are very common here. The federal public prison management system adopts a high degree of autonomy as the main management structure, that is, prisoners manage prisoners.

Prison guards generally do not directly intervene in conflicts between prisoners. As long as no casualties are caused, they will turn a blind eye to ordinary fights.

In this case, whether you want to enrich yourself or protect yourself, being strong is a must.

Beads of sweat rolled down his skin, which had almost no fat. With each push-up, the changes in the texture of the muscle fibers under his skin could be seen with the naked eye. He kept persevering.

Beside him, Garp was also exercising.

Gap worked out purely out of attraction to Michael, and any man would want to look more like a man and less like a pussy.

No one dares to bully him in this prison, because he is now the chief accountant in the prison, helping the warden and prison guards handle various accounting-related tasks. Among the prison's ruling class, he is a big treasure. , anyone who wants to provoke or bully him has been snuffed out by the prison guards in the small dark room.

Even Michael took advantage of him, and now these two are the most special combination in the prison.

At this time, the prison guard suddenly came outside the prison cell. He held his waist with one hand and used the baton in the other hand to push the steel bars on the door, making a knocking sound.

"Michael, someone is visiting the prison..."

Michael was stunned for a moment, then he straightened up by tightening his arms and tightening his abdomen and legs. He took a towel from the edge of the bed and wiped the sweat on his body. While changing his clothes, he asked, "Can you tell me who it is first?" ?"

According to federal prison regulations, in order to respect the most basic rights of prisoners, prisoners have the right to refuse visits.

The prison guard tilted his head and said, "Federal Tax Administration."

His tone was a bit... like disdain. In fact, it was more of sour envy. They were all federal government workers, and those at the Federal Taxation Bureau were just more popular than prison guards like them.

Wherever you show your license plate and say "Federal Tax Service", 99% of people will give in, but a prison guard?

After they get out of prison, they are no different from ordinary people, and sometimes they are even reluctant to talk about their jobs.

Michael looked at Garp, nodded, and then followed the prison guard to the visiting room with his clothes on.

He and Garp had discussed before that no matter who of them went out first, they would find ways to help the other person apply for a commutation of their sentence. This could be regarded as a special friendship in this special place and in a special period.

When Michael arrived at the visiting room, he realized that the person in front of him was not the Director Johnson he knew, but an unknown middle-aged man who looked younger than him.

"Are you Michael?" The guy who was still wearing sunglasses in the room couldn't help but take off his sunglasses and looked up and down at the guy who was covered in muscles and almost had "I am strong" written on his forehead.

When he looked through Michael's file, he was just a middle-aged man with a medium build and a bit chubby. Most low-level investigators looked like that.

They do not need too much professional training or maintain their figures. They often go to have dinner with some people under investigation between violations and non-violations, and like to eat some high-calorie junk food.

But the guy in front of him was completely different from the photo on the file, and the green-skinned face didn't even recognize him at first.

It wasn't until he took out Michael's file, compared the faces of the two people, and found more and more similarities between them that he was sure that the guy in front of him was Michael himself.

"You have changed a lot!"

Michael pulled out the chair casually and sat down, "If you stay here for two years, you will be like me."

"Where's Johnson?"

The green-skinned face did not sit down, but stood. He held his hands in his arms and looked down at Michael, "Johnson has been promoted to a nominal consultant researcher at the state tax bureau. Someone else is now the director of the Sabine City tax bureau."

"I'm here because I need your cooperation for something."

Michael was in a daze, "Did he retreat?"

He said with a bitter smile, "Yeah, it's been two years, and it's almost time to make way for the people behind me. I've been working for a lifetime, but in the end I was kicked away..."

He had never felt this way before. At that time, he was still thinking about taking over Director Johnson's job, let alone whether he was the one who kicked Director Johnson away.

Now that I think about it, I still have a lot of emotions, especially since Director Johnson has already half-retired, which means that some of the things they agreed on before are no longer available.

This is actually bad news, because Michael doesn't know whether the new director will fish him out. There is not much relationship between them at all, and he has also embarrassed the Sabine City Tax Bureau.

When he thought of this, he became irritable.

Seemingly seeing what Michael was worried about, the green-skinned man asked directly, "You are worried about whether you can go out early, right?"

Green Face knew what Michael was thinking when he talked about Johnson.

In fact, the Special Talent Recruitment Act is more often used by those in the FBI. In order to solve some cases, they sometimes become irrational and have no bottom line. In that case, it is easy to violate the law.

It is also very useful when dealing with tainted witnesses or prisoners who are really skilled. The former may not be able to apply for a presidential pardon, but this bill can also solve many of their worries.

On the contrary, those who really have skills and are most suitable for this bill will receive the least attention from this bill.

After all, who would apply for an executive order on behalf of a criminal if not motivated by profit?

Michael didn't speak, but his green-skinned face laughed. He knew he had guessed correctly, "Let me introduce myself. I am a special investigator of the state tax bureau. I can help you apply for permission from the Special Talent Acquisition Act. At the same time, I can also ask the judge Please plead for mercy and prove that you played a key role in the investigation of the case in my hands, and there is a high probability that you will receive a good reduction in sentence."

"You have to seize the opportunity, Michael. Not everyone is as easy to talk to as I am."

Michael did not hesitate for long, "I have no other choice but to believe you. What do you want from me?"

The green-skinned man pursed his lips, "Do you remember Lynch?"

"Lynch?" Michael's expression flashed with memories. If he knew that Lynch was so difficult to deal with, he would rather not know this guy.

The prison is not completely isolated from the outside world. There is a TV in the public activity room. They can also subscribe to newspapers and communicate with the outside world.

Lynch's subsequent rapid development and the peak he reached as "Mr. Billionaire" not long ago all told Michael the fact that whether he wanted to take revenge on Lynch or not, he did not have much hope in this life.

And as a tax employee, he also knows very well that after reaching this scale, if there is no figure of the same magnitude as Lynch or even a higher level to take the initiative to bring down Lynch, he will simply rely on the federal government. It would be difficult for the agency to bring Lynch down.

Only when other big shots about his size want to deal with him, the tax bureau or the investigation bureau or something else can play a certain role. The real decisive figure is not the law enforcement agency itself, but the person behind it.

"Yes, I remember him, what happened to him?", Michael

"Someone reported him for tax evasion, and we are launching a comprehensive investigation into him. When I looked through the files, I found that you had participated in the investigation of Lynch, and that was before he was even famous."

"That was a very special period of time. Lynch may not have been as difficult to deal with now. Maybe you can provide me with something I don't know about, such as some evidence or something."

Michael didn't think about it for too long, "I don't know much about Lynch. I just know that he laundered money with a loan shark named 'Fox'. He helped Fox launder Fox's money by providing Fox with legal income." .”

"There must be a relationship of interest between the two of them. Lynch quickly accumulated his initial capital in this way, but later because of some reasons... I came in and I couldn't continue with the case."

The green-skinned face frowned, "Fox has arrived at the case, but he only admitted those things about himself, and refused to admit that he and Lynch had any interests, nor did he admit to laundering money through the method provided by Lynch. He is responsible for it alone. With all the charges against him, we can't get through Fox."

"If you think about it carefully, what other important evidence and ideas are there?"

Michael didn't expect Fox to be like this... He didn't know what to say. Taking the blame was a commendable act in the eyes of most people serving time in prison. Each of them wanted someone to take the blame for themselves. companion.

But this is what investigators hate the most, it means someone will get away with it.

In nearly three minutes of thinking, Michael provided an important clue, "In the chain of interests of Fox and Lynch's money laundering partnership, there is another link of participants, those newsboys!"