Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 558

Chapter 558: Chapter 558: Tracking

Titan dropped to his knees, both hands on the floor. His hulking body trembled uncontrollably.

"So strong..."

He forced his head up and looked at the vague silhouette on the giant screen, its true face indistinct.

Only now did he realize how laughably naive his earlier thoughts had been when he made his move—why the person behind the screen was the true master of the Shadow Riders, and how vast the gap was between him and mere executives like them.

He had lost. He had recognized the unbridgeable chasm in power, and so he accepted his defeat. But acceptance didn’t mean resignation.

Because...

He damn well wasn’t the mole!

Yet he couldn’t figure it out, not even at death’s door.

Why were all his teammates so certain—so unanimous—that he was the mole?

He didn’t recall offending any of them, as far as he could tell...

But he had no time left. He feared he’d go to his grave never understanding.

The light faded from Titan’s eyes, like a puppet with its soul extracted. He toppled forward with a thud.

The conference room fell into brief silence.

Then Don Zaloog was the first to break it, letting out two dry, awkward laughs.

"Boss is mighty," he said pleasantly. "As expected of the boss—your dueling prowess is truly impressive."

"Yeah, yeah."

Chick hurried to chime in with flattery.

"Boss, you’re amazing!"

"And this way, the mole’s finally been purged. Hah, I suddenly feel clear-headed—so much lighter."

Yet as they spoke, they were all thinking the same thing.

Well, at least everyone left in the room is on the same page. In a sense, you could say the insider’s been purged.

But Kagemaru wasn’t so optimistic.

On the other side of the screen, the old man fell silent for a moment, hawk-like gaze slowly sweeping across the people remaining.

He lingered especially long on Lyman.

"Is that so? Let’s hope so," Kagemaru said coolly. "Now let’s get to the main topic.

The Seven Spirit Keys—we haven’t secured a single one. I’m very displeased with this progress."

"..."

They moved on to the normal meeting agenda.

Kagemaru didn’t revisit the previous topic, nor did he answer the request that he appear in person. The old fox was cautious; though he didn’t say it aloud, it was clear he still didn’t trust those who remained very much.

He had shown a glimpse of his strength with that duel to intimidate the others and reinforce his authority, while his subsequent actions signaled his refusal to appear.

But that was fine.

This possibility had been within Kira’s expectations from the start. Best case, pressure from the moles would bait the old man out; if he refused, that was fine too.

That’s why Kira had said they needed technical support from KaibaCorp.

"Keep the meeting going. Make him talk longer; don’t end too soon."

He issued orders to all the infiltrators through the earpiece. As he spoke, Kira was aboard a jet with the KC emblem, engines roaring, knifing through coiling clouds.

The moles in this meeting weren’t just his eyes and ears. Each carried KaibaCorp devices for signal localization and tracking.

They would trace Kagemaru’s location by tracking the live video signal of his feed.

The old man was cautious; the signal bounced through multiple relays, using various techniques to obscure and shake off pursuit.

Fortunately, Kira’s logistics team was top-tier as well.

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