The Ferocity of the Struggle Between Consciousnesses Sometimes Exceeds a Brawl

Mr. Fox, who heard the news after Lin Qi was hospitalized, rushed to the scene as quickly as possible. After learning from the doctor that he didn't have any major problems, except for some malnutrition, there were only two soft tissue contusions left.

Although there was no major problem, Mr. Fox was still very angry. He was very optimistic about Lin Qi, whether out of his own intention or to win over Lin Qi, he had to show his due position at the very least.

"We're going to sue him!" Mr. Fox walked back and forth in the ward, "We're going to sue him until he's ruined, until he can't even afford pants!"

Lin Qi watched Mr. Fox perform there. Although half of it was true, he couldn't help but smile and waved his hand, "Forget it, there's no need to do this."

In fact, by the time he arrived at the hospital, the spasms in his body had eased. Apart from some discomfort in his stomach, there were no other problems. During this period, he seriously thought about what he was going to do next and had already made a decision.

Mr. Fox raised his eyebrows. The essence of what he said was actually to follow Lin Qi's lead. Although he didn't know how Lin Qi got Little Michael into prison, who reportedly even took the initiative to plead guilty, he felt Lin Qi's vengeful nature.

Would such a person not take advantage of such an opportunity? This was clearly a very good opportunity.

Before coming, Mr. Fox had consulted his lawyer, who believed that as long as he sued, Michael would definitely be finished.

First of all, he forcibly broke into the house without the owner's permission, then coerced the homeowner by means of violent beatings, and was also a civil servant himself. Knowing that his actions were illegal, he still did it. He would not only be skinned, but also face a prison term of at least five years.

Mr. Fox felt that Lin Qi was so smart that he would definitely make Michael infamous, but to his surprise, Lin Qi actually told him to forget it. Could it be that he had guessed wrong, or was Lin Qi acting?

Looking at Mr. Fox's face full of thirst for knowledge, and thinking that the other party had rushed over as soon as possible, although his pretentious act was a bit of a failure, Lin Qi was still very grateful. In addition, he would need some help from Mr. Fox later, so he told him his thoughts.

"Suing Michael will be regarded as a challenge to the Federal Revenue Service. This is a very sensitive signal, and it may even have the opposite effect to what we are considering."

"The Federal Revenue Service will definitely try its best to protect Michael to ensure the authority and sanctity of the Federal Revenue Service itself, as well as their on-site law enforcement rights are not interfered with, so they will do everything possible to nail me to the label of 'criminal'."

"At that time, the one who will compete with me will not be Michael, but all the tax system officials of the entire Federal, and the interest groups behind these people. I can't win."

He seemed to be saying it very easily, but Mr. Fox's heart was so shocked that he couldn't even make a change in expression, while Lin Qi continued to say.

"The best way next is to use the media to fight them. Those reporters who are not afraid of trouble will help us solve Michael. The whole country will know about this scandal. In order to maintain its image, the Federal Revenue Service will instead punish Michael."

Lin Qi frowned slightly, "It is very likely that he will be suspended from his job for investigation, and dealt with coldly. After the storm passes, he may be transferred to a remote place to start his retirement life, but that is not important. What is important is that we need the power of the media."

"Let the media do what we want to do, but dare not do and cannot do. At that time, I am still the victim, and Michael?"

Lin Qi shrugged and spread his hands, "Has become a stray dog."

Suing Michael is essentially a provocation to power, even a blasphemy, because Michael, to some extent, does not represent a specific person, he represents the law enforcement power of the Federal Revenue Service.

This is like a case between a lawyer and a policeman. A lawyer suing a policeman is actually challenging the power of the entire Federal police force, which is why he angered the public.

If he could be smarter and use a more euphemistic method, the policeman would definitely regret what he did for the rest of his life, and the lawyer would not have to worry about being legally harassed by the police all day long.

Lin Qi didn't know about this. If he knew, he might think that lawyers are not necessarily smart people.

Mr. Fox on the side had already secreted a layer of sweat on his forehead. He thought of the favor Lin Qi had asked him to do before, and couldn't help but take out his handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead. He couldn't quite figure out this young man Lin Qi.

His mind, his methods, his meticulousness, did not seem like something a waste who had received happy education and then entered society and became depraved could possess.

If he was actually the successor of a large family, Mr. Fox would be willing to believe it at this time, and would believe it with incomparable persistence and piety, because ordinary people really can't do this.

"Is there anything I can help with?" he quickly asked. At this time, he no longer looked at the relationship between the two from a condescending perspective, but looked at Lin Qi with an equal or even lower stance.

A young man as powerful as this, if he does not die halfway, he will inevitably become a big figure who will stir up the situation in the Federal.

It is better to invest in him when he is not yet developed than to lick the clean bones of others with a cheeky face when he is developed in the future.

Lin Qi immediately noticed the change in Mr. Fox's attitude. Although he was a little puzzled, he didn't take it seriously. At this time, he had suffered a great loss, and his mind was full of the idea of ​​retaliating, "Of course, I need the media to interview me, a lot of media, preferably Federal-level media, you can spend some money, it must cause a sensation!"

Mr. Fox breathed a sigh of relief. He could handle this. Frankly, people in his line of work most often dealt with all sorts of licensed individuals and some peripheral figures in the entertainment industry.

Immediately, he patted his chest and guaranteed, "Don't worry, at the latest by the day after tomorrow, some well-known domestic media will be here!"

"Then I'll have to trouble you!", Lin Qi said politely.

"It's what I should do!", Mr. Fox replied with shared hatred.

After he left, Lin Qi called for a nurse, who then brought the attending physician over. After the two stayed in the room for a moment, the attending physician walked out of the ward with a serious expression, "Immediately send this patient to the emergency center..."

And so, the director of the Sabine City Federal Revenue Service, who had been woken up in the middle of the night, had just laid down to go back to sleep when he was disturbed by a phone call. Before he could get angry, his face changed drastically.

The victim was seriously injured and in critical condition, and had been sent to the emergency center. The doctor had already issued a risk notification, and there might be unforeseen risks.

Thinking of this, how could he still sleep? While cursing Michael, he put on his clothes and rushed to the hospital. If Lin Qi really died, he would have to start dealing with it immediately.

Not long after, the attending physician of the emergency center and Lin Qi, who was undergoing "rescue," made an "OK" gesture to each other, smiled, and remained silent.

And all of this was because of what the director, who had rushed over, said that everyone in the entire hall heard—"Be sure to save Lin Qi, use the best equipment and special medicines, the Federal Revenue Service will pay!"

Success!