Reborn in Konoha as the Anbu Torturer Chapter 343: The pudding tray in the teahouse
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Qingyu's eyes shifted to the clerk who was preparing to go home from get off work as usual. After she completed the final reconciliation, she began to walk out of the bookstore.
After leaving the bookstore, the clerk did not go home directly, but walked towards the Ichiraku Ramen noodle shop.
This actually surprised Qingyu.
He didn't expect to see Ichiraku Ramen's noodle shop in this clerk's memory.
"A serving of ramen."
The clerk's voice was full of exhaustion. After a day's work, her body could no longer support her spirit. Now she just wanted to replenish her energy, then go home and have a good sleep to replenish her energy. After the experience, welcome the arrival of a new day.
When the clerk walked into Ichiraku Ramen, it was already very late and close to closing time. However, in her sight, there was still one person sitting in the Ichiraku Ramen restaurant where there were few people on weekdays. it's here.
Just...
The man was wearing a cloak and a hat even while eating noodles, so it was impossible to see his specific appearance.
This aroused the curiosity of the clerk. Before cooking the noodles, he kept staring at the mysterious man.
Qingyu saw this scene.
He was sure.
This mysterious man wearing a hat is the murderer of the two people who read the memories earlier.
Through the clerk's memory, it can be clearly seen that this person is not tall, looks relatively thin, not burly, and is extremely quiet.
The clerk found that the mysterious man wearing a hat had been eating noodles with his head down, without showing his face at all.
This made her feel weird.
After some time.
Handai held a bowl of steaming ramen and placed it in front of Ning Ning, and said with a smile: "The noodles are good!"
"Thank you!"
After seeing the tempting aroma of ramen, the clerk immediately put all these doubts behind him, picked up the chopsticks on the table, and started eating ramen.
Don't know why.
It seemed like I felt something.
While the clerk was taking her first bite of ramen, she couldn't help but look in that person's direction.
I suddenly saw a strand of white hair floating out of the hat.
This strand of white hair only appeared for a moment and then was taken back again, no longer displayed at all.
"Strange guy."
The clerk muttered something to herself. She just said this, and then she didn't say anything else. She started to eat the ramen in her bowl without thinking about that person.
Soon.
The clerk finished the ramen.
When she finished eating, the mysterious man had not finished eating yet.
But she no longer wanted to care about this person. After she went to pay the bill and settle the bill, she immediately set foot on her way home. Now she just wants to go home quickly, have a good sleep, and completely relax her tired body. A perfect end to the day's work.
But...
She didn't notice.
Just after she left the Ichiraku Ramen Shop.
The mysterious man also finished eating and went to pay the bill.
The clerk didn't notice.
But Qingyu noticed it through her memory.
"It seems that this is a premeditated wait, rather than a random encounter here!"
Qingyu made a silent judgment in his heart. At first, he was still wondering whether it was because the clerk met the white-haired murderer here and saw something before being killed and silenced.
It doesn’t look like this now!
It was exactly this white-haired murderer who had already figured out the clerk's whereabouts, made prepared moves, and was waiting here.
The clerk was completely unaware of the danger coming, and still walked calmly. He was still thinking about what happened in the bookstore during the day, and unknowingly reached the intersection in front of his home.
Whoosh!
At this time.
A figure flashed out quickly and hit the clerk on the head with something.
Bang!
Along with the sound of a heavy blow.
The clerk passed out on the spot.
When she woke up, she felt an indescribable pain.
"Wow ah ah..."
The clerk suddenly let out a sharp scream, but before she could scream, she felt a cold sensation on her tongue. A bookstore membership card swiped across her tongue and directly lifted her tongue.
"Uh huh huh..."
Without her tongue, the clerk could no longer scream like that, but it did not prevent her from humming due to the severe pain.
She wants to run away!
I want to leave this unknown place.
But.
She found that her body could not move.
I can only look at the moon in the night sky with helpless eyes.
"Do you remember this membership card?"
A very cold voice sounded, and with this sound, a figure appeared in the clerk's sight.
This figure is wearing a cloak and a hat on his head. The specific appearance cannot be seen clearly, but it is definitely the person in Ichiraku Ramen. However, against the moonlight, his face looks dark. Not even the gray hair can be seen.
"Uh huh..."
The clerk wanted to say something, but she couldn't. She felt extremely painful all over her body and was not in the mood to look at her membership card.
"I guess you don't remember either."
The indifferent voice sounded again, and then Wenwen knelt down and raised his hand to pick up the membership card.
“This membership card made me very embarrassed at the time!”
After the mysterious man finished speaking, he suddenly took the membership card in his right hand and slashed hard at the clerk's chest.
Pfft!
Accompanied by a piercing sound.
One-third of the membership card has been pierced into the clerk's body.
"Ahhhhh..."
The clerk wanted to yell, but found that it was of no use at all. She tried to struggle, but also found that she could not move at all. Her eyes gradually became frightened, and she gradually realized that the danger was coming to her.
"You give up struggling!"
This voice sounded again. It can be said that among the three victims that Qingyu has read so far, it is the one who speaks the most.
"You can't move your hands or feet."
"Do you know why?"
"That's because I broke all your tendons and hamstrings!"
"Now you can only lie here..."
"Be a lamb to be slaughtered!"
After the man finished saying this, he didn't say anything more. He just kept picking up the membership card, throwing it hard at the clerk, then taking it out again, and throwing it out again.
Exactly this way.
The scars left on the clerk's body were left by the same membership card, but the wounds were of different depths.
"Huh..."
Qingyu slowly breathed a sigh of relief and opened his eyes. This memory gave him a feeling that he had seen it but not fully seen it.
This feeling is very strange.
This was the closest he had ever been to the white-haired murderer in his memory, and it was also the time he talked the most, but it was also the time he found the least information.
Except for one white hair...
This is the only person who has applied for a membership card in a bookstore!
No!
Even this is not certain!
Who said that membership card...
It must be your own membership card!
Anyway.
There are some doubts here and there. It seems that something has been discovered, but in fact, what was discovered is less than what the two people just found.
"Did you find anything?"
Uchiha Fugaku's voice sounded in Qingyu's ears, his tone full of expectation.
"This time, it's hard to say..."
Qingyu shook his head. This was the first time he saw such a murderer. During the whole process, not even the victim had seen the appearance of the murderer.
Not only that.
This murderer is obviously out for revenge.
But...
This looks like self-indulgent revenge.
It seems that he doesn't care at all whether the dead people know who he is, but he cares more about whether the other person will die in the way he wants.
"White hair."
“I’ve been to the bookstore.”
"Maybe you have applied for a membership card."
"I went to Ichiraku Ramen to eat noodles on the day of the crime."
"Nothing else..."
After Qingyu finished speaking, he realized that maybe eating noodles at Ichiraku Ramen was already the biggest breakthrough.
Now let’s see if you can see that person’s appearance.
"That's all?"
Uchiha Fugaku's expression became strange. He stared at Qingyu, hesitated for a while, and asked again: "Are you tired?"
"Are you doubting my ability?" Qingyu said angrily.
"No, I just feel that you have missed something. This clerk was obviously cut to death with his membership card for a long time and bled to death. In such a long time process, could it be said that this is all? Any clues?" Uchiha Fugaku asked in disbelief.
"This murderer is much more cunning than you think. He hides his appearance very well, and he uses sneak attacks on even store clerks who are not ninjas. How can you let them see more information. "Qingyu said helplessly. He felt that the white-haired murderer was also very cautious. He did not expect to read the memories of the three deceased people and did not see that person's face.
"We have one last one..."
Uchiha Fugaku sighed helplessly. He pushed back the drawer of the iron bed where the clerk was lying, and then raised his hand to look at the last drawer.
"Only the boss of this teahouse is left. Qingyu, you have to work hard. If we don't find any clues on him, we can only use the existing characteristics to search a little bit. That kind of work The amount is too great, and I don’t think this person will stop here at all. He will go on to kill more people. If he cannot be caught in time and as soon as possible, we will become worse and worse as time goes by. Becoming more and more passive." Uchiha Fugaku's face was full of sincerity. Now he really wanted to catch this white-haired murderer, but he didn't know who this person was at all. It was very troublesome to find him, at least for someone of his age group. not yet.
"I'll try my best!"
Qingyu nodded. He could only say so much, and he could only help here. He would not go back and read the clerk's memory from beginning to end, and then find the memory at an unknown point in time. For the young man applying for a card inside, this was simply impossible.
Nothing is revealed at all in the memories of these dead people.
This made him very helpless.
Actually.
Just when Qingyu came.
He originally thought that he could directly confirm the appearance of the murderer by reading one of the corpses, and then complete the task instantly. He never thought that things would develop in a complicated direction after now.
"I believe you!"
Uchiha Fugaku suddenly pulled out the drawer in front of him with his hand. Lying on the iron bed was a fat man.
This fat man looks like this from his clothes.
It's still quite rich.
It’s just that the fat man’s face can no longer be seen.
The nose and mouth were all filled with white pudding, and there was an unpleasant smell everywhere. Qingyu could tell that almost all the smell in the room came from this fat man.
Suddenly.
Qingyu raised his hands and pressed down on the fat man's head.
Buzz!
Qingyu controlled the chakra in his hands and used the secret mind-reading technique of the mountain clan. It surged towards Fatty's mind and had already begun to use the secret technique.
However.
Qingyu didn't pay attention to the scene of the secret technique.
But feel the convenience of reading memory brought by the mind reading system.
"Ding dong! Reading memory successfully! Obtained: Chakra improvement!"
A crisp electronic prompt sounded in Qingyu's mind, and as the sound sounded, scenes of memories poured into his mind.
Qingyu quickly opened Fatty's memory.
Advance to the office hours before death.
This time.
The fat man was sitting on a chair in the teahouse.
There were three or four young girls standing in front of him. Everyone's eyes showed flattery, but they kept a little distance from the fat man and did not get too close. Otherwise, Qingyu I think I might want to see some content that requires payment.
“Last week’s harvest was not good!”
The fat man held a ledger in his hand, with very clear writing on it.
Definitely!
Qing Yu thought.
Immediately my memory was fixed on this scene.
This will allow Qingyu to clearly see what is written on the fat man's account book.
No. 1: 3 plates of pudding.
No. 2: 1 plate of pudding.
No. 3: 0 plate of pudding.
No. 4: 0 plate of pudding.
……
In total, I remembered it until the 7th.
But there are not 7 people here.
The one with the most puddings is No. 1.
After the fat man said what he said, these girls lowered their faces one after another. Each of them looked unhappy, as if they had been criticized.
"If the results are still like this next week, then you don't want any more salary!" The fat man waved his hands to the teenagers. From the looks of it, he was planning to kick them out directly.
"Yes!"
These girls responded in unison, and as they finished speaking these words, they immediately began to leave here one after another. It seemed that the fat man was the only one left in the teahouse.
At this moment.
There were several plates of pudding on the fat man's table.
He directly grabbed a piece of pudding and put it into his mouth. The milk tasted sweet and delicious. As he swallowed it, he felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart.
"Not bad! Not bad! Such a delicious pudding! Wouldn't it be a pity not to sell it for more money!"
The fat man felt more and more comfortable as he ate, and he couldn't help but cross his legs. His appearance was very much like the nouveau riche that Qingyu had known in the past, and he seemed to be at the peak of his life.
For a while.
A big question mark popped up in Qingyu's head.
In the teahouse.
Do you sell pudding?
Why do you feel weird?
The more Qingyu thought about it, the more strange he felt. He and Yamanaka Yuta had been to this teahouse once, and had met the owner at that time, but he had not seen the word pudding on the menu at that time.
Strange!
Qingyu couldn't figure out what was going on for the time being, and thought that after seeing how the fat man died, he would go back and look at the fat man's previous memories in order to confirm how pudding was sold in the teahouse. .
"Can pudding be sold in a teahouse?"
However, at this moment, a voice sounded from the door of Fatty's inner room. What he said was exactly what Qingyu was curious about just now, and the voice that spoke was that of the white-haired murderer.
It is indeed him!
Qingyu nodded silently.
At this time.
It is completely confirmed that these four people were killed by the white-haired murderer.
And the process of being killed can be clearly seen.
It’s just that we still don’t know the specific identity of this white-haired murderer and the motive for killing these people. What kind of hatred do they have?
"Who?!"
After the fat man heard the sound outside the door, he was stunned for a moment, but there was no fear on his face, more of anger.
"Who is talking nonsense outside my door?"
The fat man directly lowered his crossed legs, and then walked directly towards the door of the inner room. He couldn't listen to such strange words towards him, and just wanted to beat this person severely. , to vent the unspeakable anger in his heart.
Tap tap tap tap...
The fat man's feet collided with the ground, causing the floor to vibrate with sounds due to his weight.
Suddenly.
The fat man walked to the door.
Raise your right hand.
The door to the inner room was opened directly.
Suddenly.
This fat man hasn’t seen anything clearly yet.
He felt a spray of something in front of him fall directly on his face, and then his whole vision went dark and he lost consciousness.
Sure enough!
Qingyu suddenly felt clear in his heart.
Still a familiar recipe.
It’s still a familiar routine.
The white-haired murderer did not disappoint him. He still solved the problem in a very efficient way. Even if the opponent was just a fat man with no power, he still used the powerful potion. This kind of caution The level is comparable to what he has.
Wait until the fat man's vision regained.
It was completely dark before my eyes.
It was directly covered with a layer of black cloth.
And his whole body was **** with ropes.
"Woo woo woo..."
The fat man wanted to say something, but found that his mouth was opened by something, and he couldn't shut up even if he wanted to.
"Are you awake?"
The familiar voice of Qing Yu rang in Fatty's ears. It was the voice of the white-haired murderer he had heard from the three corpses in front of him.
This sound is not loud.
But it could be clearly transmitted to Fatty's ears.
"Woo...Woo..."
The fat man asked "Who are you" in a grunting voice, but even the saliva in his open mouth was a little dry. After he finished speaking, a strong feeling of discomfort poured into his throat. , almost vomited out due to the chain reaction.
"You don't need to know who I am, and you won't remember who I am at all. You just need to know that I bought pudding from you."
The indifferent voice of the white-haired murderer sounded slowly, and then he began to make some rustling noises, as if he was picking up something.
"Woo woo woo..."
The fat man twisted his body vigorously, as if he wanted to say something, but his throat was so dry now that he couldn't say a word at all. The unbearable feeling of his mouth being completely opened made him unbearable. Even tears flowed out at this moment.
"Since you like pudding so much, then eat more!"
The white-haired murderer's voice sounded slowly, and then he took the plate full of pudding on the fat man's table and poured it all into the fat man's mouth.
"Ugh..."
The fat man was instantly stimulated by the influx of pudding. His stomach instinctively contracted hard, and a feeling of discomfort arose spontaneously. He was about to vomit.
"Don't vomit!"
At this moment, the white-haired murderer used the scroll on the fat man's table and stabbed it into the fat man's mouth, preparing to stuff all the pudding in the fat man's mouth.
"This is your favorite pudding!"
"Each one is very expensive!"
"It would be a shame if you spit it out!"
"So you have to eat it all!"
"Not a single one left!"
The voice of the white-haired murderer sounded one sentence after another, with a playful tone in his tone. As these voices sounded, another plate of pudding was poured into the innermost part of the fat man.
At this time.
Qingyu finally understood what was going on.
This fat man was suffocated to death by these puddings!
However.
He is not in a hurry to change channels.
He also wanted to see with his own eyes what it would look like in the end.
Gradually.
As the plates of pudding entered the innermost part of the fat man, the fat man was already on the verge of suffocation. His mouth was completely covered with paste, and only his nostrils were left to breathe hard.
"There is also a plate of pudding. Your mouth is already full. What should I do? Why don't you stuff it into your nose?"
The white-haired murderer's voice sounded, and then he started stuffing puddings into the fat man's nostrils one after another.
Gradually.
The fat man's breathing became increasingly difficult.
Consciousness is getting blurry.
Slowly losing vital signs.
That’s it.
The fat man’s last memories ended with him.
Qingyu did not quit reading the memory, but began to play back the memory fragments, quickly looking for the pictures in it.
It didn't take long.
Qingyu found the scene where Fatty interacted with No. 1.
I suddenly put myself back into it.
This is still the inner room of the teahouse, and the fat man is eating pudding one bite at a time, looking completely casual and comfortable in his clothes.
Not far in front of him, standing in the direction of the door, was a teahouse waiter.
The waiter was opening a gap and looking at the scene outside, with a special expression on his face.
"Boss, boss, No. 1 is still awesome. This guy took the bait!" the waiter said with a smile.
"Calm down and see how many plates you can order. Such a delicious pudding will be so boring if you don't order more plates." While the fat man was speaking, he put another piece of pudding in his mouth. Put it in your mouth.
"I'll ask later!" the waiter nodded immediately.
After a while.
In the small seating area of the teahouse.
No. 1 waved to the waiter.
"Waiter!"
The young and gentle voice of No. 1 sounded, and as soon as this voice came out, the waiter immediately walked out with the menu.
It didn't take long.
The waiter came back with a smile.
"No. 1 is still awesome. He actually ordered 3 plates of pudding. This time he can make a lot of money!" The waiter said with a smile after running out. At this time, he was already very excited. There was a smile on his face.
"Not bad! Not bad! No. 1 did a good job! Please bring the pudding over!" The fat man raised his hand and knocked on the plate in front of him, indicating that he could bring the pudding over to the guests at that table.
Qingyu saw this.
I seem to understand a little bit in my head but not completely.
He immediately jumped back and looked.
It went directly to the time when the people at the table settled and wanted to pay.
The fat man walked over with his plump body straight, took out the bill, placed it in front of this person, and said: "You spent a total of 3,200 taels!"
"???"
The young man sitting opposite No. 1 was dumbfounded at the time and had no idea what was going on. He frowned and asked: "Boss, are you right? We just ordered a pot of tea and three plates of pudding." , why do you need more than three thousand taels?"
"The tea you ordered is 200 taels, and the pudding is 1,000 taels per plate. The prices are clearly marked, so you can be honest." The fat man directly took out a menu, which was the menu handed over by the waiter just now.
The moment Fatty took out the menu.
Qing Yu thought.
Immediately freeze the memory here.
At the same time.
Qingyu looked at the menu and found that the price of tea on the menu held by the fat man had not changed at all. It was the same as the normal menu, but it happened to be in the blank position of the original menu. I bought a pudding and the price was 1,000 taels per plate.
"1,000 taels of pudding for a plate, why don't you go and grab the money? I don't have any money, so you can ask her for it!" The young man suddenly felt that he had fallen into a trap, and he realized that the No. 1 in front of him had no money at all. He is not a good person, and he must be with the owner of the teahouse. This is a trap set by them together.
"It's useless what you say. Either the money will be settled today, or you won't be able to walk out of our teahouse intact!"
As the fat man spoke, he waved his hand and a man walked out, instantly surrounding the young man.
However.
The No. 1 who made all this happen.
It's like nothing happened.
He turned around and left.
"..."
When Qingyu saw this scene, he opened his eyes suddenly and retreated from his memory. He couldn't help but feel a little shocked in his heart. It turns out that there are wine trays in the ninja world. This is too real!
"Qingyu, have you discovered anything this time?" Uchiha Fugaku asked immediately. He felt that Qingyu took a longer time to read the memory this time, perhaps because he was more immersed, and might bring some special information. , clues that can solve the case.
"There are indeed some, but there is still no specific identity of the white-haired murderer, but there are some new discoveries." Qingyu nodded, he was still feeling worried about what the teahouse owner had done. He was so angry that something like this still happened in Konoha Village. This really showed that the third generation was stupid and inactive.
"Say it!" Uchiha Fugaku's eyes suddenly lit up. He liked to hear clues. If there were no clues, he would definitely feel uncomfortable.
"The owner of this teahouse was also killed by a white-haired murderer. Although I didn't see his white hair this time, I can tell from the sound that they are the same person!" Qingyu was the first to say about it. The judgment of the white-haired murderer directly proved to Uchiha Fugaku.
"I can feel this too!" Uchiha Fugaku nodded. He had already noticed this, but it didn't mean that Qingyu's words were useless, but it gave him a deeper understanding of this matter. of certainty.
"I saw in this teahouse owner's memory that while he was eating pudding, this white-haired murderer broke in!"
Qingyu began to talk about the scene at that time.
“The white-haired murderer first knocked out the teahouse owner with drugs, and then continued to stuff pudding into the teahouse owner’s mouth. Finally, he stuffed all the pudding into the teahouse owner’s mouth, which caused The teahouse owner suffocated and died." Qingyu said in a deep voice.
"This is the same judgment given by Mr. Yamayuki Ken." Uchiha Fugaku nodded again.
"During this process, the white-haired murderer confessed that he had bought pudding in a teahouse and was one of the victims. It may have been a long time ago, and he felt that the teahouse owner had forgotten him. I agree with one point. The teahouse owner probably really doesn’t remember this, because he has tricked too many people." Qingyu said slowly, he didn’t just talk about memories, he also added at the end own judgment.
"How do you buy pudding in a teahouse?" Uchiha Fugaku asked in confusion. When he heard Qingyu's words, this was his instinctive reaction.
"I didn't know at first, but then I dug deep into the teahouse owner's memory and discovered something very remarkable." Qingyu said pretending to be profound.
"What's going on?" Uchiha Fugaku's curiosity has been completely aroused. He stared at Aoyu with wide eyes and couldn't wait to ask, eager to hear what Aoyu said next.
"This teahouse owner loves to eat pudding, and then he came up with a wine... pudding hold method, and then used the pudding hold to attract customers to order pudding in the teahouse and ask for a high pudding fee to blackmail him. The price of a serving of pudding in the teahouse is 1,000 taels." Qingyu used the clearest and shortest words he could express to explain what the teahouse owner had done.
"What?"
"1,000 taels?"
"Why didn't he grab it?"
"No!"
"Isn't he just robbing?"
"Isn't there anyone who resists?"
After hearing what Aoyu said, Uchiha Fugaku felt a little stupid. He had never heard such an outrageous thing in all his years in the Konoha Security Department. It was just a plate of pudding. Even 100 taels seems expensive, but I dare to sell it for a high price of 1,000 taels!
"On the tea house owner's territory, if you don't pay, dozens of people will besiege the place, and they will start to fight. How dare ordinary people dare to offend the tea house owner, so in the end they have to pay. The way to calm things down." Qingyu shook his head and said, this is not just the way of dealing with it in the ninja world, but also in the real world, those who encounter alcohol and marriage entrustment, many of them end up being dumb and eating coptis, and they all swallow the bitter water. Take this as a lesson learned, and be more careful in the future.
"So, you mean, the white-haired murderer is the person who was cheated by the tea house owner?" Uchiha Fugaku suddenly felt that this case was not so difficult, because he finally found some clues. He used to But he couldn't even find a motive, and he had no idea what the white-haired murderer's revenge direction was.
"That's right! This was also what he emphasized when he killed Fatty!" Qingyu nodded and said.
"Then it can be said that this white-haired murderer wants to focus on liquidating the people who had grievances in the past one by one during this period!"
Uchiha Fugaku raised his right hand and pinched his chin. He fell into deep thought. His brain began to work rapidly and he was reasoning quickly about the entire incident.
"This white-haired murderer has been able to withhold revenge for such a long time, and now he suddenly takes revenge, indicating that something may have changed in his peaceful and stable life!"
"Let me guess..."
"It's possible that he wants to betray the village, and there will be too few opportunities for revenge in the future!"
"It is also possible that he is about to go to the battlefield of the Third Ninja World War. He is afraid that he will not come back alive, and plans to have revenge before leaving."
"And..."
Uchiha Fugaku analyzed one after another. His mind was running very fast. All he was thinking about was why the white-haired murderer suddenly burst out the emotions he had suppressed for so many years.
"But."
"One thing is for sure."
"That means this white-haired murderer is very likely to commit another crime."
"After all, the murderers he chose are all people who have had problems with him, so as long as there are people he cares about in the world, he will continue to attack!"
"Now the white-haired murderer can't hold it in anymore!"
"It is absolutely impossible for him to stop so rashly before completely eradicating the target in his heart!"
"More importantly..."
"He has killed four people in a row. He should have experienced the pleasure of killing his enemies. He will continue to do so next!"
Uchiha Fugaku nodded. His brain was working rapidly. He guessed many things about the white-haired murderer, but what made him feel uncomfortable was...
He didn't know the identity of that person at all.
"Brother Fugaku, I have told you everything I know. I will not participate in analysis and reasoning. I believe your security department can complete such a small task." Qingyu said lightly.
"I'll take you back."
Uchiha Fugaku nodded immediately, then directly pushed the body of the tea house owner back into the cold storage, and then walked to the door first, as if he was leaving with Qingyu.
"Brother Fugaku, I can go back by myself. You can go back to the Konoha Security Department directly and hurry up to deal with the case. As long as that person is caught early, the village will become safer." Qingyu waved his hand and said, He was not polite to Uchiha Fugaku at all.
"No...Qingyu...are you sure you're okay?" Uchiha Fugaku was stunned for a moment and asked.
"What problem can I have? I don't know the white-haired murderer and I don't have any grudges. What's more, if I can lead him out, wouldn't it be a good thing for you?" Qingyu said lightly.
"You said these words very easily, but you also know the strength of the white-haired murderer. Even Yamato Zou fell into his hands. If he discovered you because you came to help me read my memory, , it is very likely that you will be silenced, so I'd better send you back!" Uchiha Fugaku insisted.
"Okay, if you are really willing to send it, I have no objection, but I will still express my opinion, that is, I have reported the information to you. Killing me will not silence you, and besides, without me There will also be other ninjas from the mountain clan who can read the memories, so this kind of worry is simply unnecessary." Qingyu shook his head and said.
"Hahahahaha, just think that I care about you. I don't want to put you in danger just after I rescued you. That would make me feel very uncomfortable!" Uchiha Fugaku still insisted. said.
"I think you should go back to deal with the case. If you have free time, you can take a rest, otherwise your body will not be able to bear it!" Qingyu expressed his opinion again, because as long as you don't talk to Uchiha If Fugaku goes together, he can directly use the Flying Thunder God Technique and quickly return to the dormitory without such trouble.
"No matter how busy I am, I can invite you here or send you back, but I still have to start and finish everything!" Uchiha Fugaku refused to give in.
"Then come with me!"
Qingyu's face was filled with helplessness. He didn't say anything more. He could go back if he had that time.
Uchiha Fugaku followed Aoyu. He didn't say much, but went to think about the information Aoyu had just given.
For a while.
The two left the Leaf Village Hospital and walked towards the ANBU dormitory.
Just ten minutes after the two walked out.
"Aoba~IndoMTL.com~Do you think there will be another case tonight?" Uchiha Fugaku seemed to be confused about what was going on. He looked up at the moon in the sky and couldn't help but muttered.
"Shh!"
Qingyu's eyes suddenly widened. His gaze crossed the darkness in front and landed on a person wearing a cloak, and that person was holding a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old in a princess hug. .
Uchiha Fugaku was immediately shaken by Aoyu's move. He looked forward with concentration. His dark pupils instantly turned into the three Magatama Sharingan, and his vision immediately became clear.
"He is..."
Uchiha Fugaku's face was extremely serious, and strong anger broke out in his blood-colored pupils.
"White-haired murderer!"
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