Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger
Chapter 158: Bringing Money to the Door

Chapter 158: Chapter 158: Bringing Money to the Door

The old apartment had two elevators, but each floor had 7 households...

Perhaps because it was too old, there were no surveillance cameras installed inside the apartment, including the elevators.

Mountain Eagle took the elevator to the 8th floor, then turned left with his suitcase, heading towards the apartment at the far left.

As he approached the room where Carlos was staying, Mountain Eagle suddenly heard a faint sound of a rope breaking, followed by the noise of a can rolling inside an apartment to his left.

Through Golden Cicada’s detection, Mountain Eagle clearly saw two men jump up from the sofa inside the room, each grabbing a submachine gun resembling Uzi to the door, and then pressing their eyes against the peephole looking into the corridor.

Meanwhile, Carlos, who lived next to that apartment, seemed oblivious to everything, sitting on the sofa watching TV while feeding a cat with takeout food.

Mountain Eagle glanced at the door number, then pulled out a key and inserted it into the main door of the room on his left, stirring it a few times...

Suddenly the door opened, and a man with apparent South Asian descent fiercely looked through the crack in the door at Mountain Eagle, asking: "What do you want?"

Mountain Eagle paused for a moment, raised the key, and said, "I rented room 802, the landlord sent me here..."

The South Asian man glanced at Mountain Eagle’s three large suitcases, pulled the door open slightly, and said in English with a strong curry accent: "This is 806, 802 is at..."

Before the South Asian man could finish his sentence, two bullets struck his chin and penetrated his head, forming two bulges on his crown...

Immediately, Mountain Eagle forcefully took a step forward, squeezing against the hollow plywood door and pinning down the armed individual behind the door, while raising a silenced Ruger and firing four shots through the door...

"Da da, da da"

The man behind the door didn’t have time to fire his gun and was struck in the face by consecutive bullets, losing his ability to move upon the bullets entering his brain.

After succeeding, Mountain Eagle also pulled the first man who got shot to ensure he fell without making too much noise.

Then Mountain Eagle turned around, stabilized the man behind the door, and dragged both into the apartment’s living room.

Upon entering the living room, Mountain Eagle noticed a set of surveillance equipment which showed that these two men had placed cameras inside Carlos’s home, maintaining 24-hour surveillance.

A fishing line extended from the TV cabinet in the living room out into the hallway; anyone stepping there would knock over the cans on the fishing line, creating noise.

These two individuals were experienced; they didn’t place cameras in the hallway but used a relatively primitive alarm system. Because surveillance cameras lacked sound, this method prevented them from missing someone at the door due to inattention.

Mountain Eagle frowned and wandered around the apartment, finding a Quran, a slightly worn carpet, several hundred thousand Thai Baht, and a satellite phone.

Combining these findings, Mountain Eagle guessed that these two men were sent by the Replacer Organization to Thailand either to protect or supervise Carlos’s work.

Moreover, they were likely Rohingya or Bangladesh people, as they looked similar to Indians but practiced Islam, seemingly active only among the Rohingya and Bangladeshi people in Myanmar Rakhine State.

The likelihood of them being Rohingya was higher because these ’illegal immigrants,’ not recognized by the Myanmar government, are prime recruits for the Replacer Organization.

Extreme poverty, bold and daring individuals, some with backgrounds of prolonged combat against the Myanmar Government Army—these were the best choices for cannon fodder...

Mountain Eagle wasn’t sure if his guess was correct?

But he didn’t care about that; if there were any problems, he could inquire with Carlos next door...

Quickly disabling the surveillance inside the room, Mountain Eagle went to the door, closed room 806’s door, and then gently knocked on Carlos’s door.

Carlos, inside the room, was completely unaware of what happened next door; he walked to the door and peered through the peephole to see a man wearing a hat and mask standing amid three suitcases...

So, he frowned and opened a crack in the door, looking at Mountain Eagle and said: "You..."

Mountain Eagle didn’t give him a chance to speak. The moment he saw Carlos, his shoulder forcefully leaned against the door, striking Carlos’s face...

Carlos grunted, not fully regaining his senses, just to be subdued by Mountain Eagle who entered and locked his neck, and within a few seconds, Carlos’s body went limp.

Mountain Eagle dragged Carlos to his living room, then turned back to drag the three large suitcases into the room and closed the door.

By the time Carlos woke up, he found his mouth gagged and was tied to a chair, with large amounts of cash piled on the living room dining table.

The tall man wearing a cap, who just moments ago, was rummaging through his refrigerator, now pulling out several gold bars.

It was the first time Mountain Eagle had seen anyone hide gold bars in a refrigerator, and so many at once...

grams per bar, 100 bars were hidden in the refrigeration compartment of the fridge, covered by frozen seafood which could not reveal the bars unless the loose seafood was forcefully pulled apart.

The fresh-keeping compartment held 200 bars, thickly wrapped in cling film, then mixed with various miscellaneous items.

This added up to thirty kilograms of gold!

Based on the current market price, gold at 260 RMB per gram, 30 kilograms amounts to 7.8 million RMB, approximately equivalent to 1 million US dollars, 36 million Thai Baht.

Compared to the nearly 100 million Thai Baht that Mountain Eagle brought over, this gold seemed meager.

But after scouring Carlos’s entire apartment, Mountain Eagle found no other trace of gold.

Looking at Carlos, now awake, Mountain Eagle reached into the refrigerator, decisively activated the Sergeant System to absorb all the gold, then sat down in front of Carlos, raising the gun in his hand to gesture...

"Don’t shout..."

Carlos seemed to have anticipated his fate; he didn’t show excessive terror, just calmly nodded...

Watching the guy’s calm reaction, Mountain Eagle pulled up a chair and sat down in front of him, then tore the tape off his mouth.

Carlos closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Did Luo Han send you to kill me?"

Mountain Eagle shook his head and said, "I am a police officer, but I wouldn’t mind hearing your story with Luo Han..."

Pointing towards the front door, Mountain Eagle continued, "Don’t expect the two next door to save you; they are already dead."

Carlos paused for a moment, then nodded slightly, and curiously asked, "You are a police officer? Do I have a grudge against you, or does the Replacer Organization have a grudge against you?"

Observing the extremely calm Carlos, Mountain Eagle smiled, nodding, and said, "A bit of both...

Yesterday, you sent someone to rob one hundred million Thai Baht, I was there at the scene, you wanted it so badly, so I brought it to you."

After hearing this, Carlos fell silent for a while, and then said, "You want to kill me, and then use this money to prove my Replacer identity.

That means, you are indeed helping the police, but the way you work is also not above board!

What are you after? My bit of gold, or some benefits from the police?"

Mountain Eagle touched his chest and said, "Because you almost killed my friend...

Because your Replacers kill innocents indiscriminately on their escape...

Because I think you deserve to die!"

Carlos listened and shook his head with a wry smile, "Maybe you can kill me, but you are not a judge, you don’t have the right to judge me."

Mountain Eagle watched as Carlos remained relaxed, and curiously asked, "Why aren’t you scared at all?"

Carlos casually laughed and said, "Because even if you don’t kill me, I will die soon..."

Pointing at a sickbed on the balcony with his chin, Carlos smiled and said, "My father died on that bed from multiple myeloma...

I spent a lot of money but couldn’t save his life.

Unfortunately, I’ve also contracted the same disease..."

Mountain Eagle frowned and said, "Did the Replacer Organization seek you out around that time?"

Carlos shook his head and said, "No, I sought them out, I found information about Replacers and then got in touch with the Replacer Organization.

At that time, I needed money, and I could find many clients willing to spend all they have for revenge, so I sought out the Replacers."

Mountain Eagle couldn’t help but give Carlos a thumbs up, "For a small clerk to reach this point, you are indeed impressive!"

Carlos, with a slightly downcast gaze, said, "You think I wanted this?

You are wrong. The Replacers in Thailand have reached this point because I can no longer fully control them.

Those Replacers are like greedy cancer cells; they need to keep working, or else they will spiral out of control.

I’ve been trying my best to minimize the harm that Replacers cause to Thailand, but unfortunately, things didn’t develop as I hoped.

Luo Han saw an opportunity, he wanted to revive the name of Replacers in Thailand and make more money...

Then he leaked my identity to Old Ghost and had someone live next to me..."

Mountain Eagle quickly realized, this was a tactic...

The network Carlos had was too valuable, so the higher-ups in the Replacer Organization didn’t want to kill him.

Leaking Carlos’ identity to Old Ghost, stimulating his ambition, if Carlos refuses to comply, Old Ghost could serve as a substitute plan.

If Carlos compromised, then the group’s deterrent was enough to dispel Old Ghost’s covetousness.

It appears that Carlos has compromised, the Replacers’ aggressiveness is becoming stronger and more rampant.

Mountain Eagle thought for a moment, curiously asking, "Is this Luo Han the boss of the Replacers?"

Carlos nodded, "Yes, but Luo Han is just his codename, I only know he used to be a Rohingya, I don’t know his real identity."

Watching Carlos who answered almost every question, he curiously said, "You keep emphasizing to me that you are a man of principles, but knowing you are going to die, why did you compromise?"

Carlos shifted his gaze to the sofa and called out to a visibly old white cat...

The old white cat, upon hearing the call, got up and jumped onto Carlos’s lap, curled up and occasionally swept Carlos’s chest with its tail...

Carlos looked lovingly at the white cat on his lap, smiled, and said, "For him...

I am going to die, I don’t care about anything anymore, but I want to spend the last moments of my life with it, as it was with me through the hardest times."

Mountain Eagle sighed deeply, and couldn’t help but give this cat dad a thumbs up...

"Since you are going to die, do you mind handing over the list of corrupt police officers?"