0019 I'm a straight shooter who doesn't lie.

It's surprising that the Baylor Federal Tax Administration was the first authority to use photographic materials for investigative work, but there it is. (I fictionalized a federal state: the Baylor Federation)

Ever since the mercury lamp was invented, a number of photographic materials and its effects have been used primarily in the printing and dyeing industry, and the Federal Revenue Service and the Federal Mint make so much use of these photographic materials that sometimes people don't realize that the bills, the coins, that they hold in their hands are actually fully marked.

And these marks will be completely revealed with such a simple shine under a UV light.

He was satisfied that there were no marks on the coins, which meant that no one was dealing with him.

Lynch considered this question, and he used the transposition, assuming that he was the federal tax man who was now trying to catch Lynch in the act, what should he do that would be most likely to succeed?

The answer is simple: using a group of means approved by the FBI or the Sabine justice system to "dye" some coins, which are then sent through certain channels to Lynch, who then flows into Mr. Fox's laundromat.

At that point neither Lynch nor Mr. Fox would be able to explain why so much stained concealment was present, they would just need to change the dates on some key evidence and everything would be technical.

The whole chain of crime would be complete, and it would be possible to eliminate these people all at once, of course this is just the simpler way, but the simpler it is, the more effective it is, like in Lynch's own opinion.

Whether it's a high school student who has just entered the society like "himself" or a guy like Mr. Fox who has been in the society for a while but still has little wisdom, neither of them is a match for the technological advancement.

They won't know they have marks on these coins in their hands until they show up in court and they may not know why they fell.

Turning off the UV light, Lynch scratched his head, dumped the coins into another metal box, and, carrying a small bucket, poured cleaning agent over them.

There are some marks that can be revealed by UV light, and there are other things that require other means to make them go from invisible to visible, and it's really quite simple to fix them, chemical cleaners.

Whether they existed or not, and whether doing so was effective or not, at the very least Lynch didn't feel like he was being overly cautious, or that every transaction that had the potential to put the bottom of a jail cell on the line had to be done with caution, and overly so.

Once that was done he took some of the coins and dumped them on the screen and waited for them to dry before getting ready to head out the door, there were a few things he hadn't finished now, like the fact that he needed a coin splitter.

Since this is a legitimate business that exploits a loophole in the law, it's obviously going to have to do it a little more formally, and distributing for coins will make it all seem more formal.

There are many blacksmith stores in Sabine. Many people may think that blacksmith stores belong to the "Middle Ages" and should not exist in the modern metropolis, but in fact, there are many blacksmith stores in every city, and their business is still very good.

On the one hand, it is because the more developed the society, the more there are anti-intellectual people who make people question, who always think that purely handmade metallurgical forging technology to make metal products will be better to use than products made by machinery without feelings, because these handmade products contain the spirit of artisans ....

On the other hand not everyone has the budget to mold a particular item, they don't need piles of goods, just one, which gives the blacksmith store the need to still exist.

Lynch's warehouse office is surrounded by a number of blacksmith stores, who are able to avoid the Environment Agency's harassment by being slightly away from the center of the city, as well as save a great deal of money on rent costs.

When Lynch asked three blacksmith stores in a row, the blacksmiths all said they had never heard of the "coin splitter", not to mention that there was no ready-made product, Lynch realized that he had overlooked one more thing, that is, to make a patent.

Patent is a very special existence, if an ordinary person in the hands of a large number of key patents, it is very likely that because of some inexplicable death of the whole family in order to lead to the hands of the patent directly end of the protection period.

But if these patents are placed in the hands of some competent people, then it will be the turkey that lays the golden eggs.

While plotting about registering patents and hiring lawyers, Lynch quickly returned to the office, where a lady who looked to be around thirty years old, with glasses and some freckles, came over to this side of the office near noon.

She may not have been fashionably dressed, but she was sophisticated enough to see that she was at least a middle-class woman, and those clothes she was wearing would never have been seen on the lower or proletariat classes.

"Hello, I'm Lynch ...", Lynch took the initiative to extend his hand, his handsome appearance and his body since that special temperament is very capable of pulling in the relationship between anyone, the young lady did not have too much wariness to extend her hand and shake his hand, and made a The young lady also extended her hand to shake his hand without too much caution and made a self-introduction.

"Hello, Vera!"

Lynch quickly let go and invited Vera into his office and poured a cup of instant coffee, "I'm sorry about that, this side of the house is just getting done and hasn't had a chance to decorate yet, if you don't mind ..."

Vera graciously showed her understanding, and immediately afterward Lynch began to describe the nature of this company and what it operated, and she listened carefully, sometimes asking questions.

After the two had talked for almost half an hour, and Vera had had some instant coffee, her face looked relaxed, "I think I figured it out, Mr. Lynch, and I have to say that you have a very clear idea of what a financial audit is, so are you going to hire our firm to represent you in the bookkeeping, or are you just going to hire an accountant?"

She followed up with an explanation, "Please be assured that our accounting firm has special legal counsel and will sign a confidentiality agreement that will not disclose any financial content to anyone at all without your authorization."

"Personally, I'm more partial to the agency bookkeeping partnership model, which can save you a large portion of your money, and a lot of businesses in the early stages of their startups opt for this model."

Lin Xiao smiled without making a statement, instead she asked a question that made Vera blush a little, "Are all the accountants in your firm as beautiful as you are?"

She hung her head down with some embarrassment, pushing the gold-rimmed eyes framed on the bridge of her nose with her hand to hide her inner embarrassment and surprise at being praised, and at the same time plucking out a glance at Lynch.

Smoky red cheeks, flavorful glances, Lynch couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else, in fact, I'm not a frivolous person, it's just ...", he shrugged his shoulders, "It's like the Gus people who saw that beautiful god and couldn't help but sing, people can't help but praise beautiful things when they see them, I hope you can forgive me."

While these words made Vera snicker a little, she also sensed that something wasn't quite right in the room, and she was about to stand up to say goodbye to the young man when Lynch beat her to it again, apologizing sincerely for the state of affairs.

"I forgive you ...", Vera seemed to be impressed by Lynch's sincerity, or maybe it was because she couldn't bear to continue to embarrass a handsome young man, in any case, she forgave Lynch for his previous recklessness, and also added that "... And I'm not pretty."

Lynch's slightly smirking gaze sent a hard-to-describe emotion festering through her, the hormones in her body beginning to overproduce, the chemical triumph causing her to catch her breath slightly.

She touched her burning cheeks while averting her gaze from the young man's, "You still haven't answered me, Mr. Lynch, which type of cooperation are you going to choose?"

Lynch looked like he was thinking hard for a moment before he replied, "Perhaps I need a full-time accountant, Ms. Vera."

This answer surprised Voula a bit, many micro and small enterprises are agency bookkeeping model, a full-time accountant's salary can be hired almost two ordinary staff, salary expenses are also the first difficult hurdle faced by micro and small enterprises.

She had thought that Lynch would choose a more minimalist and cheap way of cooperation like agency bookkeeping, but what she hadn't expected was to choose full-time right off the bat, which made it hard for Vera to suppress a thought that she herself found laughable from growing in her mind, and that thought soon became a reality.

"But I have one condition, and I want that person to be you!"