The atmosphere in the interrogation room was not friendly. After all, the people present had all sorts of calculations in their minds. Jones kept a serious and cold expression and treated me directly as a criminal. His tone of questioning was cold and contemptuous. I also felt a bit of displeasure with this attitude.

In the beginning, I was only asked some personal questions that were easy to verify. Jones asked me to tell the truth once and lie again, and then the lie detector recorded the different lines of telling the truth and lying, but waited until the basic information was asked. Afterwards, Jones didn't ask me any questions about the visa, but started to ask me confidential questions about accounts and finances.

And these questions are exactly what I desperately don't want to reveal.

As we all know, business information is the most important secret that every businessman wants to keep. These secrets are related to the life and death of a company. They may be a secret recipe, a strategy, or an instruction. It seems that these secrets will be kept properly. It is not easy to be revealed, but in fact the secret will be hidden in the company's cumbersome financial reports. These financial reports are not just simple figures handed over to each shareholder at the shareholders' meeting, but also a weather vane, which can be seen by shrewd businessmen at a glance To the inside story. The same is true for WF Group. The financial report of WF Group can reveal my future decision-making, track and development focus. If it gets out, the consequences will be unimaginable. Therefore, I don't like Jones' questions to me very much.

When I hesitated for a moment, Jones seemed to be aware of it, and he deliberately put on a straight face, "Mr. Field?"

I gave him a cold look, and despite Chris' assurances that these conversations would not be revealed, I still felt a pang of anger creeping inside me. "You can ask questions, Agent, but you'd better know what to ask and what not to ask."

"I'm very clear, and you don't need to remind me," Jones thought he had touched my weakness, and his tone was relaxed for a moment, "Then." He glanced at the notes and continued to ask, "Do you have gray income, Mr. Field? Is it illegal? means to obtain money for your company?"

"What kind of problem is this, I am a law-abiding citizen, how can I use illegal means to run the company?"

"You just need to answer yes or no."

"No."

"Have you ever concealed property? Have you ever transferred property to a non-corporate account?"

"No."

The lie detector faithfully recorded my psychological data. Jones prepared about dozens of questions to ask me. I became numb when I asked too many questions. When Jones asked me whether I used various methods to evade the taxes I should pay , I didn't even raise an eyebrow, "No."

Jones and his partner looked at each other and wrote my answer with disappointment. This is not the answer they want. What they want to hear is my flustered and nervous answer. It's better than the cold "no" like now, but there is no data on the polygraph to indicate that I am lying. They can't do anything about it. They can't just insist that there is something wrong with the polygraph.

As the questioning deepened, Jones' original relaxation disappeared, and his complexion became worse and worse. Sitting on a chair, he looked like a straight tree trunk that lacked moisture. His mood was very understandable, Jones I probably think that every nouveau riche will have some small problems that are difficult to talk about, especially young people like me who are eager for success and blinded by the bustling world outside. It is easy to violate the bottom line of the law unknowingly. I feel that I can find something here, but unfortunately, the kind of people he thinks do exist, but not including me. I can achieve today's achievements not by cheating, but by my skill and luck.

At this time, Christian also came to the door and looked at us with his arms folded. He wanted to monitor what Jones was doing. Although he couldn't let me refuse Jones' questioning due to the constitution, he warned Jones not to ask irrelevant questions. The topic still has rights. Every few minutes, he would knock on the glass to signal Jones to pay attention to the time, and at the same time remind him not to say anything with inducements and traps, otherwise we will react to their superiors.Such tight coercion techniques made all the FBI present look embarrassed, and some of them showed troubled and upset expressions. I think they must have realized the old saying today that lawyers are sometimes more difficult than criminals.

Half an hour later, Jones had to admit he had gotten nothing.

"Do you have any questions?" I deliberately looked at my watch, implying that it was almost time.

Jones stared at me sullenly for a few seconds, and waved his hand with an ugly face. Of course he didn't want to let me go, but he couldn't keep me either.

"Let's go!" He said gruffly, and at the same time he went to fiddle with that expensive-looking lie detector.

I said goodbye to him politely, then put on my coat and stood up. After I left the room, I heard the sound of Jones angrily throwing pens and notebooks from the room.Chris came up, "Let's go, the driver is waiting downstairs."

Downstairs in the FBI office building, there was a car that I used to travel in, but there was not only the driver in the car, but also my secretary and boyfriend Brandon, who was sitting in the back seat looking at the documents. When he came in, he immediately put down the computer in his hand, "How is it?"

"There's something wrong with that Jones," I couldn't help complaining to him. "He seems to have made up his mind that I committed a crime. Even the polygraph test didn't dissuade him. Now he thinks I used some special method to escape. When I got out of the IRS inspection, I saw his expression when I came out, and I knew that he didn't believe me at all... Brandon, I don't think he will give up like this. It's the same as the last search warrant. He will think of a new one. A way to get rid of me."

Brandon frowned, "It's not surprising, William, in fact, I have also investigated a few things these days, and I found that this year Jones will select the senior agent of the FBI together with several other agents. This is his first time. Participated in the promotion selection five times, but there are fewer places for senior detectives, and the possibility of him being elected is not very high. For this reason, Jones has been very distressed. His neighbor said that when they were drinking together, Jones complained to him about the inadequacy of this matter. It's fair, because he is an FBI in the economics department, and his superiors obviously prefer the latter to those who are engaged in criminal cases and terrorist attack cases." He paused, and then continued, "However, if this If Jones can solve a big case in a year, then his chances of being promoted to a senior detective will be greatly increased. So, William, I think you are the big case, and your status meets the standards of a big case. Imagine, a well-known rich man , tax evasion scandal, if these two points are related, the newspaper will sell like crazy, and the reputation of Agent Jones will also increase. He must see you as the big fish he wants to hang, rather than knowing that you are Innocent, he expects you to be guilty."

I felt a little uncomfortable, "But why me?"

"I think there may be two possibilities. First, someone did report the WF Group and attached evidence. This evidence may have been forged, making them believe that we have some black accounts that cannot be seen, but they need our company's internal Second, you are not an American, so you are an easy target for Jones. The families and power of those local rich people are intertwined. No matter how much shady they have, Jones will never dare to provoke them. In this way, the only person he dares to attack is you. After all, in the past two years, WF Group has grown too fast and has attracted many entrepreneurs in traditional industries. If Jones does something to us, not only will they not oppose it, but they will be happy to see it It is successful, and the WF Group does not have a strong background. We started from scratch on Wall Street, which means that the sources of funds and industries are extremely complicated. If he insists on finding someone to pave the way for his promotion, then you who are in finance are the best choose."

Brandon changed his voice and said, "You don't have to worry, Jones is not invulnerable. His eagerness to win doomed them to not be able to investigate and collect evidence as slowly as ordinary cases. In fact, they have sent people to contact him secretly. For me, I think they might want to phishing us, and we can use that to fight back against him."

The so-called phishing law enforcement refers to the act of members of the judicial department disguising their identities to lure suspects to engage in illegal activities, and then arrest them on the spot. However, phishing law enforcement is not a proper way. It clearly falls under the category of fraud, which public officials are not allowed to do, so Brandon's words took me by surprise.

"Touching you?" I tense up, "When?"

"During the interview yesterday, a new female secretary came to apply to work beside me. She had a British accent and claimed that she was from London and graduated from Oxford University. We have now admitted her." Brandon said, "Although her resume The manufacture is perfect, but she obviously made a mistake. She confused London Bridge with Tower Bridge. Tower Bridge is not London Bridge. London Bridge is just a small, unremarkable bridge. The bridge is called London Bridge, which is a mistake that Londoners never make. Also, when I took her on a company tour, I could feel that she had undergone physical training, just like Ms. Rokshani when I used to work in Los Angeles I found those female bodyguards, she has calluses on her hands, which are the marks that can only be seen when you practice guns frequently."

I didn't listen to what he said at all. I only noticed one aspect. Brandon actually took the initiative to show people around the company? "Did you chat with that woman?" I repeated in disbelief. When I was suspected and monitored by the FBI, Brandon didn't think about how to accompany me, but ran to chat with the woman. , what a joke, "Why... wait, is she good-looking?"

"...Boss, did you hear this one after so many sentences? And what does it have to do with you whether she looks good or not." Brandon couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Stop being jealous, okay?" ? This is just normal social etiquette, everyone has to go through it, can you listen to me and finish my next plan first?"

I weakly made a please continue gesture to him.

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