Reborn: The Rookie Detective Chapter 186 186: 186-Pay off

Zoe lowered her ski hat, covered her mouth and nose, and rushed into the still smoke-filled factory.

From the outside, the factory appeared to be about 1,000 square ters in size and less than 10 ters high.

Inside, Jack found a lot of equipnt on the first floor: various printing presses, drying equipnt, boxes of counterfeit money, and many circular pools filled with pungent chemicals.

A simple second floor had been built along the walls using steel fras, with a small office near the center offering a view of the entire factory.

Jack pointed upwards to Zoe, who nodded in understanding and tiptoed up the steel ladder to the second floor. The two searched side by side, one going up and one going down.

The factory was noisy with shouts, coughs, and even crying, but the manic howls of young Kleiner were nowhere to be heard. It seed Jack's stun grenade had worked very well.

Reacher and Braxton, who had broken in from the other side, had already engaged the enemy in firefight. The gunfire was intense, but because their own side was equipped with silencers, and they were about 60 or 70 ters apart, he could only hear the enemy firing.

Often, after a few seconds, one of the gunfire would abruptly stop, indicating that their side was making good progress.

After bypassing a pile of debris, Jack stopped. The space in front of him suddenly opened up, with three circular pools, each three or four ters in diater, arranged in a triangular formation, about four or five ters apart.

This was a good place to ambush. He had no doubt that if he took a few more steps forward, he would be exposed and beco the target of concentrated fire.

He touched his waist; he only had one stun grenade left. There was no need to waste it now. Jack looked back at the higher ground. Zoe was already lying down, crawling forward on the steel fra.

"One at three o'clock, two more at ten o'clock," Zoe's report ca through his ear. Jack didn't speak, tapped his earpiece to indicate that he understood, then suddenly pushed over the cardboard box in front of him and turned to the left.

Two enemies, ard with Uzi submachine guns and hiding behind the pool on the left, suddenly stood up, only to be shocked to see a box full of counterfeit money roll onto the ground.

Two rapid suppressed gunshots followed, and the two n fell.

At the sa ti, a soft sound ca from upstairs, and a corpse collapsed beside the pool on the right.

Just as Jack was about to continue forward, a feeling of being watched surged through him. Besides an intense killing intent, there was a cold, sticky, nauseating sensation.

He felt like a bird on a branch, with a snake's head slowly rising from the mud below, staring at him.

"Zoe, back off, they have a VSS," Jack said, retracting his left foot.

He reached into the pocket of his bulletproof vest, pulled out the last stun grenade, removed the pin, and flashed it at Zoe above him. The mature woman, perched on the steel fra, quickly closed her eyes and covered her ears.

Hadn't learned they lesson after being hit once? Then another one would do the trick.

"Bang!" A blinding flash followed by a deafening roar. With a scream, Jack, whose head was also ringing from the shockwave, darted towards his target nimbly.

Young Kleiner, hiding behind a shelf with his VSS set up, was groaning in pain. He'd been hit by two stun grenades in less than ten minutes, and the tightness in his chest made him want to vomit.

Before his vision could return, a figure was already upon him. Then, a sudden tightness in his chest, and he was launched into the air as if flying through the air, only to be slamd heavily to the ground a mont later.

A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth. Young Kleiner struggled to open his eyes, looking at the handso face before him.

"Who the hell are you?"

Jack stomped on the guy's ribs, making them creak, and without thinking, pulled out his FK 7.5mm and fired a shot into his ribcage.

"Ahhhhhh!" A piercing scream echoed throughout the factory. Young Kleiner's upper body, pinned down, was immobilized, his legs repeatedly curling up and straightening like a frog.

"I heard you like torturing people? Perfect, I know a little bit about that too."

Ignoring whether the guy in excruciating pain had heard him, Jack stomped on the left arm with his right foot and shot his hand.

At that mont, Finlay and Roscoe ran in, pistols in hand. They glanced at the groaning Kleiner at Jack's feet, their eyes devoid of pity, like looking at a dead dog.

"Have you found Tiller and Kleiner?" Roscoe asked.

"And my old friend," Finlay added.

"No, we just caught this guy. He's probably inside. Reacher and Braxton should be running into them soon."

"We've already t them. Can you hurry?" Braxton's voice ca through the earpiece.

The two didn't even glance at young Kleiner again, rushing inside. Jack gestured to Zoe, signaling her to stay up behind them to prevent any accidents.

"Save ... Roscoe... Save , don't go!"

Young Kleiner's voice grew faint, and seeing he was about to die, Jack bent down and slapped him, instantly pulling him back from the brink of death with a healing spell.

[A/n: They why shoot him, you could have immobilized him.]

"Don't be in such a hurry to die, I haven't had enough fun yet."

Removing the headset from his head, Jack tried to recall the classic villain expressions from movies and TV shows from his past life, only to realize with dismay that he was laughing awkwardly.

Forget it, he wouldn't act anymore. He wasn't really a pervert; he was just doing this to vent his anger for the victims. It was a matter of karma, and in the original story, this beast fell into the fire and burned to death — a truly swift death.

[A/n: Hypocrisy at it's finest.]

Although the police chief Morrison, who was tortured to death, wasn't a good person either, his wife didn't deserve to die, let alone the innocent Stevensons who were brutally murdered in the original series.

In Jack's eyes, this young Kleiner was far more evil than those cannibals because he was an educated person who had grown up in civilized society. Therefore, such a person must pay a sufficient price for the evil deeds he had committed.

"What... what did you do to ?" Surprised to find that his injuries were beginning to heal, young Kleiner beca even more terrified.

"God found out that you didn't believe in Him, so He sent to punish you."

Jack made up a story on the spot, feeling a little regretful. He should have given him a sustained buff beforehand and then dealt with him slowly. Now, pulling this guy back from the brink of death all at once had severely depleted his own ntal energy.

[A/n: I hope soone shoots him now.]

But it wasn't a big deal; he could treat it as training his attributes. Jack turned his gun around and shot young Kleiner's right hand.

Heart-wrenching screams echoed in the factory again, followed by his left and right forearms, his upper arms.

Seeing that the guy finally passed out from the pain, Jack fired another shot into each of his thighs, then pulled out his last adrenaline shot and injected it into him.