"Who we are doesn't matter." Zhou Yu walked slowly down the dune and stopped before her, his calm gaze sweeping over the weapons and Communication Dial concealed at her waist. "What matters is that the time has come for Baroque Works to answer for its crimes in Alabasta. Miss Merry Christmas... or should I say, a senior agent of Baroque Works?"
Miss Merry Christmas's pupils contracted sharply! Not only did he know about Baroque Works, he had exposed her disguise and identity outright! How was that possible?!
"You think subduing me means you can bring down Lord Crocodile?" Miss Merry Christmas sneered viciously and tried to struggle, but Zhou Yu's warm golden light held her fast like the toughest chains. "His dream is to build a new, powerful Alabasta! You outsiders understand nothing!"
"His dream?" Zhou Yu shook his head with a soft laugh, though there was no mirth in his eyes. "Inciting civil war, pillaging villages, slaughtering civilians, framing the innocent, cutting off water supplies... is that your Mr. 0's dream? To pave the way to his throne of dictatorship with the blood and bones of countless people of Alabasta?"
He bent down and took another Visual Dial from inside Miss Merry Christmas's clothes, one that had been silently recording images, then picked up the telescope she had discarded, which had long-range transmission capabilities.
"These, along with the survivors down there, the markings on their bodies, and the 'evidence' you deliberately left behind to make this look like a rebel raid..." Zhou Yu hefted the Visual Dial in his hand, his voice turning cold. "They're enough to tear off your hypocritical masks as 'heroes' before the people of Alabasta and the World Government. Of course, that will still take a little... push."
Miss Merry Christmas turned deathly pale. She