American Tax Officer-Chapter 575 - 290: Deploying the Aircraft Carrier Task Force for Tax Collection Work?

Chapter 575: Chapter 290: Deploying the Aircraft Carrier Task Force for Tax Collection Work?

About ten minutes later, Nisen found David and reported, “The number is encrypted. We can’t find out who the owner is or the precise location, only that the call came from Europe.”

Upon hearing this, David did not speak but instead fell into deep thought.

Vatican Curia.

In the room, after hanging up the phone, Augustine looked up after a moment of silence and addressed both Sandy and Croft, “What do you think about this matter?”

“The bastard has a big appetite, it seems he wants to swallow a part of our entire currency’s profits, something we cannot accept.”

“I also think it’s unacceptable!”

The opinions of the two were the same, neither wanting to give up too much profit.

Augustine nodded and then asked, “But if we burn bridges with him, the financial currency we have worked so hard to build could suffer a major blow.”

The two also found themselves in a dilemma.

However, it wasn’t long before Sandy seemed to have an idea and said, “Our Illuminati has always adhered to the principle of keeping a low profile, which has led many outsiders to lack a clear understanding of us. I think we can use this to call a ‘Round Table Meeting’ and invite David over to show him our ‘muscles,’ which might be a good way to deter him!”

The so-called ‘Round Table Meeting’ was actually a meeting where the Illuminati would invite all members to discuss major issues.

Sandy’s idea was simple; among the Illuminati were political magnates, business tycoons, and prestigious individuals from various industries.

A gathering of these people would represent a force capable of upending the world.

After revealing this force to David, David was likely to be deterred.

Upon hearing this, Augustine and Croft also looked intrigued.

Indeed, the Illuminati had always maintained a low profile strategy, unlike Freemasonry’s fanfare, causing many outsiders to lack a clear concept of their power.

If David knew who their members were and the influence they wielded, perhaps he would not be as aggressive as he was being now.

After all, Freemasonry had clearly set its sights on David, and if David had any sense, he would not adamantly tear his relationship with the Illuminati!

An excellent idea!

Having made up his mind, Augustine picked up the phone again and dialed the previous number.

San Francisco, Ritz-Carlton Hotel.

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Seeing the earlier number calling back, David paused for a moment before answering, “Go ahead, Mr. Augustine.”

“Satoshi Nakamoto represents the entire Illuminati, so if you want this tax revenue, come and talk with our collective members. I just wonder if Director David dares to come.”

“There’s nothing I fear, tell me the time and place.”

“Do you have paper and pen?”

“Yes.”

“Good, then I’ll give you a set of coordinates, write this down…”

Following the caller’s instructions, David quickly jotted down a set of latitude coordinates on paper, but he looked quite serious as he examined them.

Although he was not yet clear on the exact location represented by these coordinates, he could be certain that it was definitely not within American territory.

“This is an island in the Caribbean Sea that belongs to the Illuminati. All members of the Illuminati will be there in two days, and we await Director David’s arrival.”

After finishing, as if afraid that David would change his mind, the caller immediately hung up the phone.

“Look this place up.”

David handed the coordinates to Nisen.

Nisen took the slip of paper and walked out. He returned seven or eight minutes later and said, “That place is just open sea; there’s nothing there.”

“That’s impossible!”

Since the Illuminati claimed it was their island and had even asked him to discuss matters there, they certainly wouldn’t give him false coordinates to deceive him.

“This… Director, what does this mean then?”

Nisen had checked with the positioning system, and indeed, that place was an open sea. But seeing David’s firm denial, he did not dare to contradict.

“The Illuminati said this is their island and invited me to discuss there in two days.”

“Oh?”

Nisen appeared somewhat surprised but quickly seemed to realize something and said, “I understand now, the Illuminati must have erased the existence of this island.”

The Illuminati were always mysterious and discreet, naturally not allowing one of their strongholds to be exposed to the global public. And with their resources, erasing an island’s existence from maps and positioning systems would be an easy task.

David nodded slightly, acknowledging Nisen’s explanation, but not being able to obtain specific information about the island meant there were many uncertainties and certain risks involved.

“Director, that’s well beyond the reach of our national treasury’s power. We don’t need to go all that way to negotiate with them; just continuing to apply steady pressure on domestic soil will suffice.”

Nisen also believed there was no need to risk a journey to the Caribbean to talk with this group of people—so long as the pressure they were applying locally was significant, they would inevitably reach a compromise.

David thought for a moment and then changed the subject, “Do this, look up where our carrier strike groups are currently positioned.”

He was well aware that the Illuminati inviting him to the island in the Caribbean for a face-to-face meeting was simply an attempt to apply pressure on him.

Fine, if they wanted to exert pressure, he would make a grand move—directly deploy the carrier strike groups there to see who ended up exerting pressure on whom!