Stay away from Conan.

It turns out...that's it...

Hearing the explanation from the man who looked so much like Kyosuke Mitarai, Camus narrowed his eyes slightly. He naturally made connections in his mind and had a feeling that the other man was probably not lying. If that were the case, it would explain why Rum, who made such a huge oversight in America, could still be the organization's second-in-command...

So, this is the truth about the organization?

but……

Now that things have come to this, what's the point of knowing this? It only makes it clearer that it's almost impossible for me to advance further within the organization.

Therefore, Camus readily erased the matter from his mind, and then, with a slight sneer, he asked Gao Yuan in return:
"So... telling me all this simply means that everything I've done within the organization has been a waste of time, and then what?"

"Even if everything is already set in stone due to the organizational structure, do you really think you can persuade me with that?"

"You specifically called me here alone; your purpose can't be that simple, can it?"

Therefore, Gao Yuan was not surprised by Camus's response, and continued:

"Now, I've summoned almost all the members of the organization to that Twilight Villa using various means, and Rum has sent men to surround it..."

"Rum's position on this matter is very conflicted, because he wants to know the secrets I have about the organization's leader from me, but at the same time he is worried that I will reveal the organization's core secrets to so many people."

"To be honest, I'm also very curious about this organization. In my opinion, its structure is a mess, yet it's managed to keep going for so long for some inexplicable reasons. Now, I want to dispel the fog surrounding this hidden organization, and I need to use some methods."

"And coincidentally, the 'puppet master'... should be under your control, right?"

"I see, so you want to use the methods of a 'puppet master'?"

Camus suddenly seemed to understand.

"Or rather, through you, to bring out 'Junerek'. I know that the drug Junerek is researching is being led by you, right? Otherwise, the 'Puppet Master' wouldn't have a semi-finished product of that drug."

Gao Yuan stated the situation casually, but it only made Camus more wary and serious.

"How...how could you even know something like this?"

“I know far more than you can imagine, and you may not even know that Junerek’s research is basically complete, but he has not handed over the perfected drug for some reasons.”

As Gao Yuan said this, seeing Camus's skeptical and surprised reaction, he added:
"If I hadn't been so desperate to find a way to contact Junelek directly, I wouldn't have needed to think of you at this point!"

This is the truth. After all, for Gao Yuan, contacting Camus, Gin, Rum, and Pisco was not difficult. He had already determined Camus and Pisco's public identities, and he could easily find Gin and Rum through certain characteristics or channels. As for the other politicians, scientists, and spies related to the organization, the list he obtained from Masaaki Okakura revealed everything.

Therefore, luring these people here was effortless for Gao Yuan. But...

It would be difficult for Gao Yuan to contact other members of the organization, since he didn't have a complete "organization member contact list." He might be able to use Vermouth or Sherry's connections, but if he did that, there was no guarantee that something unexpected wouldn't happen.

Therefore, since I'm going to have to face Camus anyway, I might as well learn about them together.

Therefore, at this moment, after Camus understood Gao Yuan's general meaning, he suddenly couldn't help but laugh, probably in a mocking tone. Camus said:
"Heh, heh heh... So, this is one of the reasons you called me here alone? Although I don't know why you could contact me using this new, so secretive phone number that no one knows about, and why you even called Rum and the others here, yet you didn't know how to find Junerick, but..."

"It's the same question. For me, everything is already a done deal. What makes you think you can convince me? Just because you think Rum wants to get rid of me?"

Having dealt with Rum for so many years, Camus knew very well how much Rum wanted to get rid of him. But even so, knowing his own situation did not mean that he would make any concessions or provide any assistance to others because of this.

especially……

The man before him looked almost exactly like Cointreau's son. Camus was certain, based on intuition, that this man was connected to Cointreau, and that someone connected to Cointreau...

I can't let this go!
Seeing Camus's reaction, Gao Yuan waved his hand dismissively and said calmly:
"It doesn't matter. I never intended to persuade you anyway, and I specifically called you here alone..."

As he spoke, Camus noticed that the man's aura suddenly changed completely. A bright and sharp aura suddenly appeared, and then the man suddenly raised one hand, as if he were holding some thin thread. Something was pulled out from the muddy ground behind him.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a long, narrow object wrapped in a cloth bag.

The instant he witnessed this scene, Camus felt a surge of instinct within him, causing his hand holding the katana wrapped in the cloth bag to tremble. At the same time, Camus's expression gradually became serious.

Then, just as Gao Yuan caught the long, thin object with one hand, untied the cloth to reveal the shape of a samurai sword inside, and then drew the samurai sword with his other hand, pointing it directly at Camus, he continued with the next sentence:

"Since Camus is someone who values ​​swordsmanship above all else and believes that having a sword in hand is enough to deal with anything, then dealing with you won't require so much trouble..."

"Now, either you kill me, or I cripple you!"

Upon hearing Gao Yuan's words, Camus's lips curled into a wild, unrestrained grin. He then untied the cloth bag in his hands, took out a katana, and, facing Gao Yuan, his previously somewhat aged expression instantly brightened, as he gestured—

"Great! That's straightforward! You're much more interesting than that Cointreau guy!"

Without hesitation, Gao Yuan's katana flashed silver as he strode forward, quickly reaching Camus.

It was a direct, straight thrust... (End of Chapter)