The World Government's Cipher Pol, inside one of its secret bases.
A figure in a black trench coat and a top hat swaggered into the base's lobby.
"I want to see your boss."
He said to the agent at the front desk.
The agent looked up. His pupils shrank slightly when he saw who it was.
"Morgans... What are you doing here?"
The visitor was Morgans, president of the World Economic News Agency.
Though still young, he was already a renowned information broker in the Underworld and a media mogul.
"Don't be stupid. There's no way you haven't heard the rumors."
Morgans grinned. "So pay up."
"Yeah, I mean that deal where 'it'd be better if I kept my mouth shut.'"
The agent looked disdainful.
"You're just some local rag with a name that sounds like a child's plaything. How could you possibly have such powerful intelligence-gathering capabilities? Do you want the World Government to erase you?"
Morgans was enraged. "Then come and try."
He thought, No matter what, I'm going to leak this to Beehive Island. World Government, just you wait—you'll regret this.
Beehive Island.
When Stussy, the intelligence officer, read out the report at the officers' meeting, the entire conference hall erupted.
"Shakky? She's still alive!"
"Is that true? That's wonderful! Where is she now?"
"God Valley? What kind of place is that?"
"She's being used as a prize in the Celestial Dragons' game?"
Ochoku looked flustered when he heard the news, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
A year ago, he had secretly colluded with the World Government and sold out Shakky's whereabouts, leading to her capture by Cipher Pol.
Officer Malone had also been silenced in that incident.
He forced himself to stay calm and tried to cloud everyone's judgment.
"This