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... m with a smirk of triumphant success on his face. He glanced at Lynch, who was sitting by the bed, and let out a couple of chuckles.
He didn't know why he laughed out loud suddenly, maybe as a way to show off?
He wasn't sure. He casually pulled back the lapel of his trench coat, revealing the wallet tucked in his pocket with his credentials, "Federal Tax Bureau. Someone reported an illegal transaction happened here just now. We need to check it out..."
This time, Michael ...
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