Reborn: The Rookie Detective Chapter 165 165: 165-Prison time

"This is bad. We're not waiting for interrogation in a regular cell; this is full of serious offenders."

Reacher said this, but his expression remained calm.

Paul panicked, looking around the corridor like a fool, then imdiately ran back in fright.

Jack climbed back onto his bunk bed and lay down to conserve his energy. Today had been tough; he'd always fought one-on-one before, never a group.

[A/n: Did I miss a chapter or sothing, when did they fight?]

"Why are we locked up here?" Paul asked in a panic.

"That's not what you should be concerned about right now." Reacher also climbed back onto his bunk. "You should worry more about yourself."

"Why?" Paul panicked even more.

"They're exchanging cigarettes, magazines, even the at from today's lunch — all to get you first," Reacher began to intimidate him with a straight face. "You won't be treated like a person here, but like currency. Don't be nervous, save your energy, you'll be busy later."

Jack almost laughed out loud. Although this big guy was very unhappy about being used as a pawn by Finlay, he couldn't just sit by and watch Paul get picked up. After all, he knew that the sooner this guy revealed so information, the sooner he could get rid of this trouble.

Paul looked up at Jack on the other bed, hesitated for a mont, and didn't say anything. He just hid in the corner of the cell, curling up as much as possible, looking rather like he was burying his head in the sand.

Seeing that Reacher also cast a playful gaze at him, Jack was a little confused. He then realized that compared to Paul, he seed to be more like a target.

Sure enough, a short while later, a burly black man appeared at their cell door, a large, muscular man with a full beard, whistling as he peered inside.

"Ah ha, look what's here, oh wow, a pretty one."

Completely ignoring Jack and Reacher lying on the bunk beds on either side, the burly man, along with his three henchn, squeezed into the cramped cell.

Of the three, only Paul wore gold-rimd glasses. Seeing that the man was really after him, he cowered in the corner.

"Co here, take off those annoying glasses, co over here," the burly man ordered, chuckling as he unbuttoned his pants.

Jack couldn't bear to watch any longer. Although the man wasn't after him, he was afraid of seeing sothing disgusting and not being able to eat lunch, so he gestured for Reacher, who was across the passage, to enter.

Reacher clicked his tongue in annoyance, then flipped off the bed and landed in front of Big Black, startling him.

"Wow, look at this gorilla. What do you want?" Big Black glanced at his three henchn behind him and stepped forward, taunting.

"I'll give you a choice. You ca uninvited into my room, and you and your friends can leave now. Otherwise, I'll have them carry you out."

Reacher was full of arrogance, looking down at Big Black with an overwhelming aura.

"I'll count to three."

"One."

"You bastard, do you know who you're talking to?" Big Black was clearly flustered but still trying to bluff.

"Two."

Before he could finish the "three," Reacher delivered a powerful headbutt that stunned Big Black, then swiftly slamd his head against the bed fra, delivering two sharp blows to his ear with his elbow.

Big Black was powerless to resist and fell unconscious in less than two seconds.

Many people might have the impression that large, imposing figures are strong but slow, but Reacher's actions this ti proved everyone present wrong.

Jack had sparred with Chris many tis while treating him. Chris and Reacher were roughly the sa height and weight, but in hand-to-hand combat, Jack believed Chris was no match for Reacher.

Paul, huddled in the corner, was stunned by Reacher's lightning-fast attacks. He trembled, his eyes wide, and he gasped for breath.

"Now, get out of my room." Reacher casually snatched a pair of sunglasses from one of the henchn behind the big black man, wiped them, and put them on.

"Take this one with you."

The three henchn hurriedly and frantically carried the unconscious big black man away.

"Go out and get so sun?" Reacher, who had just put on his sunglasses, looked at his two cellmates.

"Co on, it stinks in here." Jack jumped off the bed, grabbed Paul who was still huddled in the corner, and pulled him between the two.

To be fair, although he had always been a law-abiding citizen in his previous life and had never seen the real situation inside high walls, Jack had heard on the news about Arican prisons seeming much freer. He also heard that in Chingchong they have lick his superior's ass everyday.

[A/n: The last sentence was trying to be disgusting, sorry if it effected the reading.]

Probably because this wasn't a private prison, there were quite a few people outside during exercise ti. There was a makeshift basketball court, and a group of black guys were playing and sweating it out.

The three of them sat down by the basketball court, leisurely killing ti.

"Stay away from , I'm not interested in your company, don't get so close." Reacher said to the timid Paul beside him.

"He'll protect you, trust ." Jack ignored Reacher's glare and patted Paul.

"Thank you, thank you both. I know I've gotten myself into big trouble." Paul was clearly still shaken by what had just happened.

Reacher gave him a speechless look, the unspoken ssage being, 'Isn't that obvious? Why would you be in here if you weren't in trouble?'

"Everyone who cos in thinks they're innocent," Jack, rembering his role, patted Paul on the shoulder to comfort him.

"I'm really not a criminal. I'm a money manager, soone forced to use certain financial thods. I was forced." Paul sounded agitated.

Reacher feigned indifference, but was actually playing along, trying to get information out of him. "I know everyone who gets caught says that."

"But I really was forced." Seeing that neither of them seed to believe him, Paul grew anxious.

"Those people made it very clear to that if I caused them trouble…"

"You'd be in serious trouble?" Jack chid in at the opportune mont.

"I really hope that's all. My boss said if I interfere with their plans, they will…"

"They will nail to the wall in front of my family, cut off my balls, force to eat them, and make watch my wife and children slowly bleed to death."

Jack and Reacher ignored Paul and exchanged glances. They both noticed that another group of nacing individuals were watching them, intentionally or unintentionally. This ti, there were more of them, about seven or eight, and they looked even more ferocious and ruthless.