In the room, Mr. Fox's face was as calm as still water. He didn't appear much different from a moment ago, but only he knew that his scalp was tingling.
People often joke about the Federal Tax Bureau, saying that if you offend them, you won't even have pants to wear. Few joke about the FBI.
It's not that there aren't good jokes about the FBI, nor that they don't make mistakes. On the contrary, the FBI has numerous law enforcement disputes and even accidents every year, yet no one openly talks about them.
Because everyone knows that while the Tax Bureau might make your life miserable, the FBI might just end it, so no one grumbles or complains about them every day.
The person identified himself, and Mr. Fox's legs felt heavy and immovable.
He stared at the man for a while. His son and his subordinates had snapped out of shock. Mr. Fox's stare down with the FBI investigator gave them a sense of backbone, courage, and they too glared angrily.
