This is the old castle where Alfred Louis Steinbeck the Third lives.
As you can see, now only the mail is allowed to approach.
Now only Steinbeck and his butler live at the manor,
as Steinbeck does not have a family.
The only outside contact is the mail,
which the butler sends and receives.
English gentleman calling restaurant, 11:10AM on time, without incident.
So, would you like some coffee?
Ah, of course. If I don't taste it, you won't indulge.
Please.
What is your business with me?
The owner of the castle, Steinbeck, is rumoured to be descended from French Royalty.
I do not know if this is true.
Furthermore, his lifestyle is very peculiar.
He only goes out once a week in his limousine, driven by his butler.
Their destination is sometimes Royal soirées...
Sometimes government hosted events.
He is quite something.
Still, if we were to talk about ancestry,
I would be even higher in rank,
because my great-grandfather is related to Queen Elizabeth II...
Ah, but I digress.
Back on topic...
Are you familiar with the agency know as MC-130?
The agency that sells information regarding the health of VIPs all over the world.
Recently the organization has had some trouble with some African nations.
Yes... the truth is, the man running MC-130 was a spy for our country.
These days we know he is currently selling information to the CIA and other intelligence organizations.
This information includes details pertaining to Her Majesty's government.
And the head of MC-130 is the owner of this castle.
Exactly! As expected of Golgo 13.
Because of this, there is a rumour that the Africans aren't the only ones targeting him.
Slowly.
That's why we are using you.
Target.
Of course we can eliminate him ourselves, but recently it has become more troublesome.
Apparently some countries really need his information.
That is why at a recent summit they decided to take him to Switzerland, as a protected leave.
Furthermore, it was decided that the English Government should protect him.
I see. So it must be done by an outsider.
And kept secret.
There are very few people who know about this.
Understood.
I'll do it.
Thank you!
If you do this, I'll be quite relieved.
The truth is, the castle is quite venerable.
In the past, even Queen Elizabeth I stayed at this manor,
so only true Royalty should be staying in that castle.
GOLGO13
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Steinbeck III
The castle is like a fortress.
There are surveillance cameras attached everywhere,
and the windows are bullet-proof glass.
Important doorways are covered with a thick iron plate,
and security is strict.
Even a mouse would have trouble getting in.
Tomorrow's party at the Earl's mansion is his last event here,
so it is the best chance for an attack.
English Gentleman to Restaurant.
It is time for the Ark to depart.
The Ark has departed.
We will begin guarding.
Steinbeck's car is also special. It is armoured,
and of course it has bullet-proof glass.
No abnormalities. The Ark has arrived safely at the Earl's mansion.
It is nice to see you again, Mrs. Smith.
The pleasure is mine, my Lord Steinbeck.
It is unusual for you to come alone without your husband.
My husband will be along shortly.
Ah, here you are my Lord Chamberlain.
I had heard you were not attending this evening. It is good to see you again.
Actually, I am leaving for Switzerland tomorrow...
The party is over.
Ark is going home.
The Ark is under attack!
Aim for the muzzle flashes!
Is Lord Steinbeck unharmed?
Yes, he should be.
Watch this area.
Sir!
Ah, Sir Richard. Good work.
Are you unharmed?
This car never lets any bullets in.
A chance!
Now's your chance! Golgo 13!
You can hit the target easily...
What's wrong?!
All a man needs are eyebrows, sideburns, and a gun.
Thanks to Zero-Raws for the... um... I forgot.
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Well then Sir Richard, until we leave, I am in your care.
A moment, Lord.
Er...
When might we receive the clinical report about the president that we asked for?
Ah... we will have that for you very soon.
Thank you for your help.
Now! Golgo 13!
I'll be off then.
Why...
By the way...
Your report will be delivered before I depart, without fail. Please relax.
Another thing...
The ulcer in your duodenum is more important, Sir Richard.
Your medical file recently came to my attention.
You should cut back on your coffee and smoking habits.
What are you doing? Get back to your positions!
Sir!
Why...
Why didn't you take the shot...
Golgo 13!
Someone told me I have to prepare a whole division.
Tanks, helicopters, and even combat jets?
Sounds like you're starting a war.
We have no choice Sylvester.
Steinbeck is now an important figure for both the East and the West.
England has offered to protect this important figure.
But Richard!
I heard that Steinbeck is working both sides!
Is this really all right?
It doesn't mean we are giving him to the enemy.
We are bringing him to Switzerland, a neutral country.
Even so, if he goes to Switzerland...
Well, there's no alternative.
The Western leaders have decided.
Understood. I'll make arrangements.
And...
Hm? What else?
Do you have any coffee?
I have some prepared already. Help yourself.
Honestly, you are not worthy of being called an English Gentleman.
If we change our plans, I'll let you know right away.
Eh?
Drop the mail on purpose?
If that's it, no problem.
No.
What else should I do then?
The postman will...
Accidentally drop his mail.
Accidentally...
So that means not on purpose, but a slip up, eh?
There's only one day left.
Steinbeck is leaving tomorrow.
Yeah.
And he doesn't leave his manor, so nothing like last night will happen again.
Last day today.
What will you do Golgo 13...
How will you shoot the target?
Tomorrow the army will be all over this place. The first division will be guarding Steinbeck.
Even you will find those conditions impossible.
What...
What will you do Golgo 13?!
Eleven-fifteen...
He's five minutes late today.
Accidentally.
Final delivery is complete.
What?
The mail-door hasn't closed...
Quick! To the castle!
What is it?!
Lord Steinbeck! Open the door!
Please open the door!
It's him.
Golgo 13 did it,
but why the butler?
Lord Richard! What has happened here?
We don't know.
The postman looked surprised, so we rushed to this location and saw the situation.
So it was him!
No! I did nothing...
I delivered the mail as usual.
I was waiting for a reply...
But there was no reaction...
So I looked in the window and already...
Yes, but...
But...?
At that time it looked like you crouched down.
Yes,
I dropped a letter, so I picked it up.
It was an accident.
I see, he chose that moment to shoot.
Nothing abnormal other than that.
We did a body check. He was carrying no weapons.
However, we are glad that you are safe.
How cruel!
Sir, you have our deepest sympathies.
I... I am sorry to have failed you.
Maybe...
Sir, I am sorry to ask this now,
but may we have the medical file which we were promised?
As you leave early tomorrow.
Ah, well it has become a bit inconvenient.
After I arrive in Switzerland, we will discuss this again.
I understand.
We will come tomorrow morning to pick you up.
Thank... thank you for everything.
Now I understand. Steinbeck is the cover. The butler was the real mastermind behind MC-130.
As expected of Golgo 13.
I should have suspected after the attack on the car.
There was something careless about how Steinbeck got out of the car...
That's it!
While the real boss stayed in the car.
The real boss was cowering in the car the whole time!
I'll be off then.
Tomorrow morning.
We will send him off amongst the East/West diplomatic corps. It's all settled.
Finally, I can relax.
Even so, foreign policy...
It's like a duel between a fox and a raccoon-dog.
(Animals that try to trick each other in Japanese mythology.)
As expected from Golgo 13.
Anticipate the deception, then perform the original task.
Perfect.
A cottage by the sea, surrounded by bulletproof glass.
The target is the agency of an organ dealer.
He is taking aim from the air.
Adjust the gun-sights only once.
Next time, on Golgo 13:
Glass Fortress.
Don't stand behind him if you value your life.