Black-Haired Internal Revenue Service SWAT Agent - Chapter 247



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Before we get to Chicago, it turns out that Nick Gomez is not the accountant who runs the money laundering operations for Chicago’s South and West Side gangs, but the ringleader.

The shocking revelations, uncovered by the DEA’s investigation of Gomez’s contacts inside Big Rock Prison, sent Branch Chief Fisher, FBI and DEA officials into a frenzy.

For five months, a massive investigation that has been underway across three federal agencies has been looking to the “number one suspect” as the “number one witness” from the start…

Even comedy doesn’t seem to have a black comedy like this.

Probably, if the media knew about it, it would have been headline news for months, so everyone was working hard to contain the situation.

That’s why high-ranking officials from the IRS headquarters came down to discuss future measures.

Like it or not, our SWAT was out of its mind with our SWAT problems.

In an ambush by Gomez’s gang, Silver Team’s Bearcat rolled down a steep slope 30 meters away.

As a result, Deputy Chief Hendrix and Romano suffered several broken ribs, Randall suffered a fractured left arm and a concussion, and rookie Kane suffered a shattered jaw and collarbone.

By the time they belatedly joined the fight against the gangsters, it was clear that they had all used superhuman strength to climb up the slope.

We climbed up with all our might, fearing that Amy and her group would be harmed by those guys.

Anyway, thanking them is next, and the fact that we need to pay attention to right now is that the Silver Team is now unable to deploy on missions as all of its members except ‘big boss’ Jim Dawson are hospitalized.

It’s almost a miracle that Team Leader Dawson is the only one who is okay, but he is bitter about how the miracle was in vain.

I can’t see any people besides the security guards guarding the armory at our SWAT headquarters, so I’m starting to worry that the store might be closed for business in the future.

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Of the three new Bearcats, only this one remains in the parking lot of our SWAT headquarters.

On a day when all the old men are resting at home or lying in the hospital, I am summoned by Director Coulson to an empty headquarters guarded by security guards.

I was sighing for over 10 minutes, looking at the bearcat, not knowing when I would eat it, when I heard someone walking from the elevator room.

Judging from the sound of two people walking, it seems like it’s either Mr. Coulson and Team Leader Hancock or Amy coming together.

I didn’t even want to look back, so I kept looking at Bearcat with my back to him and kept thinking about how to build the team going forward.

“Are you even thinking about how you can send that armored car to the junkyard?”

When I heard Mr. Coulson’s voice, I made a gesture toward where he was approaching, as if shaking off someone’s hand.

I meant to tell you not to say things like that.

But then, the voice of another person besides that of the old man is heard.

“I heard you did a great job at Big Rock Prison, Agent Kim!”

It was almost exactly the same voice as that of Roger Moore, whom my father had praised as the best British actor born to play the role of James Bond (007).

Before I could even turn to the owner of the voice, I greeted him loudly.

“What brings you here, sir?”

As we chatted for a while at my dad’s restaurant, the voice that was engraved in my head, ‘Reed McKellen,’ the IRS Commissioner, appeared.

Rep. McKellen is said to have taken over the IRS first after former Commissioner Alice Cromwell stepped down from her post despite still having time left in office.

He reached out his hand to me, and I took it, nodding my head like a eunuch.

There is no culture of bowing down to higher-ups or superiors like in Korea, but I bowed down to them on my own because I had ruined two expensive tactical armored vehicles.

As expected, the chief points to Bearcat and asks.

“There were three of them the last time I saw them, where are the other two, Kim?”

As I scratch my head in embarrassment, Mr. Coulson answers for me.

“Nick Gomez’s men ambushed us on our way from Big Rock to Chicago, and all of our vehicles were destroyed and are currently being repaired.”

Chief McKellen approaches me and puts his hand on my shoulder as he speaks.

“I heard that many of your team members were injured… Are they all receiving proper care, Kim?”

“Yes, sir.”

“If you need any help taking care of them, please contact me right away. If it’s for the Task Force Blue members, I’ll take care of it myself.”

He gives my shoulder a gentle squeeze as he says that.

As he spoke, his gaze and the atmosphere in his voice suggested that he was an airborne officer who had served in battlefields on two continents, and he did not seem to be stingy when it came to taking care of his subordinates.

“Thank you, sir.”

After that, we spent a while watching the Bearcat and the empty SWAT headquarters compartment together.

I could barely hold back my sighs as I watched these two superiors.

After a while, Director Coulson explains to Director McKellen what he is going to tell me.

“For the time being, we will be sending out Gold Team members on missions that are absolutely necessary, and we plan to bring forward the reinforcement of team members that we have been discussing.”

At those words, the chief turns his gaze to me and asks the question to Mr. Coulson.

“The team expansion plan that Alice (former IRS Commissioner) has been pushing for will continue during my term, so just tell me, Commissioner, whether it’s personnel or budget. How many more agents can be added?”

I wanted to intervene and ask them to send in about 100 new members.

Let any criminal organization stand before us and show off.

However, the reality confirmed through Mr. Coulson’s mouth was much smaller than the advertisement photos in the media and was like a franchise hamburger with only a few vegetables.

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“The ‘Cobalt Team’ members who were added during the previous director’s tenure will soon return to confirm their mission readiness, and we are speeding up the recruitment of new team members.”

At those words, the commissioner turns his gaze to me again and asks Director Coulson.

“Are you also selecting all new team members from the military special forces?”

I nodded to the Chief’s words, and Mr. Coulson looked at me and gave me the answer I wanted.

“Yes, sir. Based on the precedents of the Gold and Silver teams, we are looking for seasoned veterans who can be deployed immediately after completing the required training in law enforcement as federal agents.”

It seems like the IRS SWAT recruitment policy is now going in the opposite direction from other agencies’ SWAT, which prefers former police officers.

Anyway, the chief nodded several times, seemingly satisfied with those words.

Then, as if something came to mind, he looked back and forth between me and Director Coulson and continued speaking.

“But let’s not forget that the standards for military and federal agents are completely different. New agents must understand that dealing with al Qaeda or ISIS is a completely different thing than dealing with criminals who are also American citizens. Otherwise, when they go out into the streets, they are throwing a time bomb into the streets.”

“I know, sir.”

Coulson answers right away, but when I don’t answer, the commissioner looks at me once more.

I answered late.

“Yes, sir. I will keep that in mind.”

The chief stares at our SWAT headquarters and speaks to me.

“Is there anything you’d like Task Force Blue to assist you with, Kim?”

As soon as I heard that, without a second’s hesitation, I turned my gaze towards the Bearcat right in front of us.

Then, the chief immediately understood and snickered.

A moment later, a group of men in suits who appeared to be the director’s attendants appeared from the elevator.

They quickly approach us and point out the elevator to the manager as they speak.

“Sir, the Deputy Director has arrived at the FBI’s confidential conference room and will begin the meeting shortly. Please proceed there now.”

“Thank you, Brix.”

The chief offered me another handshake, and I shook his hand gently.

And before he walked towards the elevator room, he spoke quietly to me.

“Always watch your ‘Six,’ Agent Kim.”

I nodded to him, and he started walking away with his staff.

This is advice and greeting from a soldier with combat experience.

The Chief also greets Coulson, and as they walk away towards the elevator, Coulson whispers to me.

“Damn, what good is dragging a new Bearcat here for? It’ll be a junkyard in a few months. Why don’t you just buy me 300 of your favorite Krispy Tacos instead?”

After saying that, he takes out a bag of ‘M & M’ chocolates from his suit pocket and takes out a few chocolates that look like tiny Go stones and eats them.

Colson has given up e-cigarettes and whiskey coffee these days, and instead eats a few bags of those chocolates.

“Please stop nagging me. I came out on my day off, but you keep nagging me.”

“Hey, I didn’t call you! The Director is coming to a meeting with the FBI Deputy Director and Director Fisher to discuss the Gomez case, and he really wanted to meet you and say hello.”

After saying that, we looked towards Chief McKellen and his party, who were waiting for the elevator for a moment.

As they soon get on the elevator, Coulson speaks to them in a different tone of voice than before.

“And… I also had some news to tell you, Kim.”

“What is it?”

“Jim (Team Leader Dawson) came to me early this morning and said he wanted to step down as Team Leader of the Silver Team.”

“yes?”

I look at Coulson in surprise at those words, and he continues speaking in a nonchalant voice while taking out chocolates from the bag of M&Ms one by one and eating them.

“After the fight with those guys on the way to Big Rock, I guess he really can’t take it anymore. Before I submit my resignation to the higher-ups, I’ll give you a few days to meet him and talk to him in person.”

I was also dumbfounded by the sudden news.

As I stood there blankly staring at the bearcat, Mr. Coulson spoke to me in a grumbling tone.

“Damn, Task Force Blue is activated, and think about what Gold Team and Silver Team have been through so far. Is this something that someone who has been living off of their military pension and is bored and wants to do something to pass the time can endure? I don’t know, but Jim, you’re not the only one who’s going to throw it away like this. For the time being, keep an eye on your team members and let me know if you have anything to report.”

Damn, an entire team that was absolutely essential right now is gone.

And now the Cobalt team, the brainchild of former Director Paul Zaminski, who was practically forced out of his job, is back.

As soon as that thought occurred to me, I asked the director.

“Dave, what about the Cobalt team?”

“What should I do?”

“Going on an operation with them…”

Coulson suddenly grabs my right hand and stares at me.

Then she pours a few M&Ms onto my palm and says:

“Take one thing at a time, Kim. If you don’t, I’ll go crazy. And the Cobalt team members have already filed a formal complaint with Internal Affairs, accusing Zaminski, Kelly, and those guys of forcing them into dangerous missions. So, you don’t have to worry about Zaminski and his connections.”

I nodded to those words, but all sorts of thoughts were jumbled together in my head, making it a mess.

The Cobalt team is the Cobalt team, but what they were most worried about was how to deal with other team members being beaten up like Dawson.

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