The Bail Federal Tax Bureau was the first department to use photosensitive materials for investigation purposes, which is quite surprising, but it is indeed the case.
Since the invention of mercury lamps, some photosensitive materials and their effects have primarily been used in the printing and dyeing industries. Both the Federal Tax Bureau and the Federation Coinage Company extensively use these materials, to the extent that sometimes people don't realize that the bills and coins in their hands have already been marked.
These marks can be completely revealed just by a simple exposure to ultraviolet light.
He was very satisfied; there were no marks on this batch of coins, which meant that no one was targeting him.
Lynch had considered this issue. He used the method of switching perspectives, imagining himself as someone from the Federal Tax Bureau trying to catch Lynch's weakness, then pondering how best to succeed.
The answer was simple: use a batch of coins stained through means approved by the FBI or the Sabin City's judicial system, then channel them into Lynch's possession, to eventually end up in Mr. Fox's laundromat.
By that time, both Lynch and Mr. Fox would struggle to explain why there were so many stained coins there. They only needed to slightly alter some key evidence dates, and the technology would handle the rest.
The entire criminal chain would be complete, allowing all involved to be caught in one swoop. Of course, this was a relatively simple method, yet the simpler it is, the more effective, just as Lynch perceived it.
Neither a "just-entering-society" high school student like himself nor a figure like Mr. Fox, who has wandered in society for a while yet still possesses little wisdom, could be a match for technological progress.
They wouldn't know there were marks on the coins until they appeared in court, where they might finally understand why they tripped.
Turning off the ultraviolet lamp, Lynch scratched his head, poured the coins into another iron box, and then, holding a small bucket, poured cleaning solution over the coins.
Some marks can be revealed through ultraviolet light exposure, while some require other methods to turn them visible; the solution is actually quite simple—chemical cleaning agents.
Regardless of their existence, or whether this action is effective or not, Lynch felt he was not being overly cautious. Every transaction that could potentially lead to imprisonment needs to be handled cautiously and excessively so.
Having done this, he poured some coins onto a sieve to dry before heading out as there were still things to be done, like acquiring a coin sorter.
Since this is a legally loophole-exploiting business, it obviously needs to appear more formal, separating coins would make everything look more official.
Sabin City has numerous blacksmith shops, and though many might consider them "medieval" and out of place in a modern metropolis, every city has numerous blacksmith shops, and their businesses are quite booming.
On one hand, because within a highly-developed society, there exists an inexplicably anti-intellectual crowd who firmly believe that handmade metallurgical forging products are superior to emotionless machine-made goods because these handcrafted items carry the spirit of artisans...
On the other hand, not everyone has the budget to open a mold for a single product; sometimes they only need one piece, keeping the need for blacksmith shops alive.
There are a few blacksmith shops around Lynch's warehouse office, located slightly away from the downtown area to avoid disturbances from the Environmental Protection Agency while economizing on rent costs.
After asking three blacksmith shops and realizing the blacksmiths hadn't heard of "coin sorter" nor had ready-made products, Lynch realized he had overlooked something—patenting.
A patent is a special existence. If a regular person holds numerous key patents, bizarre occurrences might end all protection if their family suddenly dies.
But if these patents are possessed by a capable individual, they can become golden geese.
While scheming about patent registration and hiring lawyers, Lynch quickly returned to the office. Nearing noon, a woman looking about thirty, wearing glasses and with some freckles, arrived at the office.
Her attire might not be fashionable, but it was quite refined, indicating she was at least a middle-class person; her clothes wouldn't appear on low or working-class individuals.
"Hello, I am Lynch..." Lynch proactively extended his hand; his handsome appearance and unique charm readily closed distances. The young lady, without much caution, shook his hand and introduced herself.
Lynch quickly released her hand, inviting Vera into his office and poured a cup of instant coffee, "I apologize, this place has just been set up and hasn't been decorated yet, hope you don't mind..."
Vera generously expressed understanding, and then Lynch started introducing the nature and operations of the company which she listened to attentively, occasionally asking questions.
After about half an hour, having sipped some instant coffee, Vera appeared relaxed, "I think I've got it, Mr. Lynch. You have quite a clear financial audit concept; are you planning to hire our firm for bookkeeping or directly employ an accountant?"
She followed up with, "Rest assured, our accounting firm has legal advisors and will sign a confidentiality agreement, ensuring no financial content will be disclosed without your authorization to anyone."
"Personally, I prefer a bookkeeping cooperation model, which allows you significant savings as many startups adopt this model."
Lin Xiao smiled without responding but instead asked a question that made Vera's face blush a bit, "Are all accountants at your firm as beautiful as you?"
Feeling slightly embarrassed, she lowered her head and adjusted her golden-rimmed glasses on her nose to conceal the awkwardness and the joy of being praised, glancing at Lynch.
With flushed cheeks and a charming gaze, Lynch couldn't help but laugh, "Apologies, I had no other intention; I am truly not a frivolous person, it's just...", he shrugged, "like a Gustian compelled to sing upon seeing a goddess, people can't help but praise seeing beauty. I hope you can forgive me."
These words made Vera somewhat pleased yet aware of the peculiar atmosphere in the room. She prepared to stand and bid farewell to the young man, but Lynch, apologizing earnestly for the situation, beat her to it.
"I forgive you..." Vera, seemingly moved by Lynch's sincerity or perhaps unwilling to trouble an handsome young man further, forgave his previous imprudence, supplementing, "...and I'm not beautiful."
Lynch's subtly smiling gaze evoked a hard-to-describe emotion subtly fermenting within her, with overactive hormonal secretion leading to slightly rapid breathing.
She, touching her heated cheeks, diverted her gaze from the young man, "You haven't answered yet, Mr. Lynch. Which cooperation model would you prefer?"
Apparently seriously contemplating, Lynch eventually answered, "Maybe I need a full-time accountant, Ms. Vera."
This response surprised Vera as many small businesses adopt the bookkeeping model, where the salary of a full-time accountant can match hiring nearly two regular employees, making payroll expenses a primary hurdle for small enterprises.
She thought Lynch might choose the more streamlined, cost-effective bookkeeping collaboration but didn't expect him to opt for a full-time accountant, fueling a notion she herself found laughable yet became reality.
"But I have one condition: I hope that person is you!"