Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

"Have you ever thought about why Whiskey asked you to come to Tokyo at this time?"

"Do you know that Whiskey will have to settle things once and for all with the leader of your organization during this period?"

Conan, who accurately judged the importance of whiskey in Xiang's heart, asked two questions in response to Xiang's undisguised inquiring gaze.

Then I successfully harvested a little curly cat with black skin and short flaxen hair, which was just one year old.

"What do you mean!"

Xiang's eyes widened in anger, and as he stood up, his voice instantly rose nearly twice as high as the decibel level.

It attracted the attention of the few people in the coffee shop.

But... no one came close to it.

Taking in all the attention from the people around him, Xiang secretly gritted his teeth and looked fiercely at Conan, who was not affected by him at all and still had a calm face.

After a few breaths, he seemed to be sure of something. He put away his fierce aura and sat back in his chair.

"What do you know?"

Conan, who appeared calm on the outside but was nervous on the inside, secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that.

He lamented that Xiang was not a difficult person like Whiskey, and that he really cared about Whiskey's safety and even disregarded his own safety, which made him more confident in persuading Xiang.

The snow outside the window falls silently.

People passing by stopped and walked, but no one else stepped into the cafe after Yahya and Conan.

In the private theater with a sign hanging on the glass door that was temporarily closed to the public, Xiang listened quietly to Conan's words.

He was no stranger to the country of Japan. He had heard Whiskey mention it occasionally when he was young.

Later, he learned from Yamazaki the relationship between this country and his family.

It’s just that this place is a restricted area not only for Whiskey, but also for all members of the equipment team.

All intelligence and related information are blocked at the highest level.

The entire equipment group, from top to bottom, is outside the organization's base camp.

The rare two times he stepped in, Xiang was either completing a task or on his way to completing a task.

Including this time, this is only the third time.

thus,

It was not until that night, and until it was from Conan's mouth, that Xiang first learned that his master was here, and that his public identity was actually the heir of the Karasuma Group.

He is the only adopted son of Ren'ya Karasuma, the head of the Karasuma Group and the richest man in Neon.

Karasuma Soshin.

Hearing this extremely unfamiliar name, I was reminded of the most precious gift I received on my birthday last year.

For a moment, Xiang felt a mixture of emotions and indescribable discomfort in his heart.

He knew he shouldn't listen any further, or even step into this cafe.

This group of people are here to reason with him and appeal to his emotions, they definitely have some ulterior motive.

What he should do now is to get away as soon as possible.

Then go meet up with Asaka.

But...just like when emotions and reason conflict and engage in fierce confrontation and fighting, few people can be mentally firm enough not to be affected by emotions in the slightest.

The same is true for Xiang.

Especially when the emotion of charging was closely related to Whiskey, Xiang's rationality did not turn against him on the spot. It was all thanks to the targeted training that Whiskey had given him before throwing Xiang into the organization's training camp.

However, the difference is that the impact this time is much greater than those he encountered in the training camp.

After all, what is involved this time is the breakup between Whiskey and that gentleman.

How could it be as simple as sitting down and having a cup of tea for two people who have been separated by hatred for more than ten years to make peace?

While listening to Conan's reasoning and analysis, Xiang seemed quiet, but in fact he had regretted his stupidity more than once in his heart.

The emotions that fiercely charged deep in the soul also forced reason to retreat step by step amidst repeated regrets.

Finally, Xiang looked seriously at Conan who was observing his reaction and asked a question that should not have been asked.

"What do you want from me by telling me this?"

It’s done ~

Conan's eyes lit up.

After ten minutes,

Asaka and Kikumasamune, who rushed over after receiving the message, looked at the other people in the cafe who were obviously either from the FBI or the CIA, and then looked at Xiang who was sitting among them and didn't look out of place at all.

Qi Qi rubbed his eyes.

...

Thousands of miles away,

While Vermouth was still having a headache because of several troubles, such as the mysterious and extremely dangerous unknown equipment in Mingjing's hand, and the fact that Gin did not give a definite answer until he hung up the phone.

An island with a comfortable climate all year round has gradually revealed its full appearance with the arrival of dawn.

Some of the scattered morning light penetrates the dense vegetation, awakening the vitality of the island.

Another part of it passed through the building's glass and illuminated a corner of the top floor of the building where the lights were not on.

Just as the sea breeze blew through the half-open window, causing the curtains that had not been drawn to flutter, a hurried knock on the door suddenly sounded.

After the door opens,

The butler Karasuma, dressed in a black suit, walked to a sofa by the window in two or three steps. He ignored the usual social etiquette and spoke solemnly to Karasuma Soshin who was sitting on the sofa:

"Vermouth just reported back that Mingjing has an extremely mysterious piece of equipment in his hands that can pose a fatal threat to the organization."

"equipment?"

After coming out of the interrogation room, he simply bandaged his wounds, lay down on the sofa with his eyes closed and took a nap. Karasuma Soshin, who had not really slept for even a moment the whole night, looked up at Karasuma Butler, who was a little panicked about this matter, and smiled very coldly.

"If a single piece of equipment could cause fatal damage to the organization, why would Ming Jing have to wander between countries like a poor loser all these years?"

"Until today, they still look like they are at the mercy of others."

"what do you mean…"

Karasuma Soshin did not respond to Karasuma Butler's words, but looked behind Karasuma Butler.

After making eye contact with someone who was standing by the door but shouldn't be there at this time, he spoke sarcastically in a leisurely manner.

"You said so, Leroy Musigny."

"Indeed."

Elias, whose organization's code name is Leroy Musigny, does not hide his identity or his true purpose.

While walking towards Karasuma Soshin and Karasuma Butler, he responded to Karasuma Soshin's words which were not a question at all.

"Why are you here?"

There was no falseness in the shock on Butler Karasuma's face; it was all genuine.

He never expected that this target, whom he had been carefully guarding against, could quietly pass through layers of guards and follow him here.

Karasuma Soshin was not surprised by this.

He had personally witnessed the power of this bloodline ability many years ago, which could modify people's subconscious cognition, touch the depths of the human soul, and be infinitely close to the rules.

The church was able to grow and develop to the point where even the Ying government had to turn a blind eye in the past. The Golden-eyed Bishop, who had the same ability, played an indispensable role in this.

Compared to the golden-eyed bishop he had met before, the current Leroy Musigny was still weaker.

Elias ignored Butler Karasuma's shock. The gun that had briefly appeared last night was this time actually aimed at Karasuma Soshin's forehead at close range.

However, what he got in return was just another ridicule from Karasuma Soshin.

Although he was clearly in a weak position and the white bandage was clearly visible on his collar, Karasuma Soshin still had a calm face with a cold and indifferent look and arrogance between his eyebrows.

"Why are your hands shaking?"

"Since you have gone to so much trouble to preserve your daughter's belongings until now and brought them to this island, why don't you pull the trigger?

Let this gun left by your daughter witness the death of the enemy behind the scenes."

Every time Karasuma Soshin spoke, Elias's hands trembled violently.

But until his whole body began to tremble slightly along with the gun in his hand, Elias's hand, which was holding the gun almost against Karasuma Soshin's forehead, never moved any further.

On his handsome face, which was rarely praised by others, he forced a smile of contempt to suit the situation, and Karasuma Soshin turned his head to look at the rising sun jumping out from behind the sky outside the window.

Then, when he turned back,

While slowly getting up, he once again poured a bucket of boiling hot oil on Elias, whose emotions were obviously fluctuating.

"Oh, so you have something to ask of me."

Karasuma Soshin raised his eyelids slightly.

"How about you kneel down first and show me your sincerity?"

The pretentious mask and his cold and indifferent eyes formed a great contrast, but when the butler Karasuma heard this, a smile unconsciously flashed in his eyes.

After hearing this from the beginning, Karasuma Butler, who had been ignored for a long time, has now realized it.

What can truly determine whether the unknown equipment in Ming Jing's hand will pose a fatal threat to the organization is never the equipment itself.

It’s not about who gets the equipment.

But...here.

Even...it has a very close relationship with whiskey.

So no matter how much Elias hated and wanted to kill the mastermind behind her daughter's tragic death, she was so angry that her whole body was shaking and her eyes were red.

I can only endure it.

However, what Karasuma Butler did not expect was:

Elias, who was trembling with anger, suppressed his anger and not only calmed down quickly, but also made Karasuma Soshin's face change instantly with just one sentence.

"What if I use the lifting of the ban as a gesture of good faith?"

Butler Karasuma's eyelids twitched, and his whole face showed an expression of indescribable shock.

When he realized Elias's identity, he finally understood why Elias was able to pass through layers of guards and appear here without attracting his attention.

It's not that someone is betraying their own people, nor is it that someone is colluding with others.

Instead, he used mysterious means.

"You are from the mysterious side."

Elias ignored Butler Karasuma's words as usual.

Facing the sharp gaze of Karasuma Soshin that seemed to see through him completely, a sense of pleasure with deep hatred as the underlying color rose in his heart.

"How about this deal? Are you satisfied with it?"

In front of Butler Karasuma, Karasuma Soshin did not hide his interest in this at all.

While putting away all his expressions, he spoke in a cold voice:

"If you want to make a deal with me, empty words won't work as a bargaining chip."

As soon as he finished speaking, Elias handed an old-style book with the golden-eyed holy flame pattern printed on it to Karasuma Soshin.

Seeing that Karasuma Soshin was just watching quietly and had no intention of reaching out to take it, Elias put away his gun and sighed that Whiskey was indeed cautious.

Then he took the initiative to turn the book to one of the pages and showed it to Karasuma Soshin.

The butler Karasuma who was standing nearby did not see the contents on the page due to the angle, but he understood the slight change in the very bad expression in Karasuma Soshin's eyes.

"Second question, how are you going to convince me that you won't burn your bridges?"

Putting his hand gently on the shoulder of Karasuma Butler who was about to say something, Karasuma Soshin, who had read the contents of the book, made his second request.

Elias, who had expected this, glanced at Butler Karasuma, who looked unhappy but did not say anything.

When he looked back again, the struggle, pain, and deep unwillingness in his eyes were all seen clearly by Karasuma Soshin.

Didn't Elias want to kill Whiskey?

Of course he thought so.

From the day he learned of his daughter's death, he had been thinking day and night about how to kill Whiskey to avenge his daughter.

The ability to catalyze changes in people's subconscious mind sounds advanced.

But when facing the enemy, the deterrent and lethality may not be as great as a gun loaded with bullets.

What's more, abilities also vary in strength.

Compared to his sister who was once one of the five golden-eyed bishops of the church and was doing well in the mysterious world and the other world, Elias, as the older brother, was quite unknown.

Not only is he not interested in these things, he also has different ideas from his half-sister, who likes power and wealth and stirs up trouble, and has a deep rift with him. He only likes to do research.

More importantly, although he inherited and awakened the same bloodline abilities as his sister, his abilities are much weaker than those of his sister who can display them over a wide range.

If he hadn't been stimulated by his daughter's death and his bloodline ability hadn't been stimulated to a higher level, let alone performing simple cognitive modifications on a small scale, it would have been difficult for him to even plant the seeds of consciousness distortion in the Duke.

However, as his revenge plan unfolded step by step and he got to know whiskey better and better, he began to appreciate how terrible whiskey was.

And its own immeasurable, irreplaceable...value.

A team of equipment with unrivaled mechanical talent and a loyal and obedient team.

There are also the arsenals scattered around the world and the arms smuggling routes that Rum desperately wants to obtain but has never been able to get a glimpse of.

The extremely secretive weapons and equipment research and development team, the core base where MI6 has returned empty-handed...

He wanted to die of whiskey.

But what if the price is that Whiskey's men become ownerless mad dogs, using the things Whiskey left behind to attack everyone at will.

Elias didn't want to be the one who destroyed his eldest daughter's dream.

then,

As Karasuma Soshin and Karasuma Butler were walking in the passage leading to Karasuma Renye's residence,

Elias, who was trying hard to suppress the hatred in his heart, looked at the back of Karasuma Soshin in front of him, and silently said in his heart with guilt and sadness:

Setia, Dad knows that your dream is to completely destroy the arms smuggling market so that more people will not lose their lives due to the rampant smuggling of weapons.

Please wait a little longer. Once dad and mom have realized your dream, they will definitely kill Whiskey to avenge you.