CH 317

Aoba looked in the direction that Fugaku pointed and immediately saw the double-story building.

'Good fellow!'

Aoba did not know how to describe it. He knew that Fugaku was rich, and there were very few people in the Uchiha clan who was poor.

But...

This was too exaggerated.

He could tell that this house was older than Konohagakure, and it had been passed down for countless generations.

"Come in with me!"

When Fugaku saw Aoba's expression, he was quite satisfied. He was very confident in his house, especially for a ninja like Aoba, who usually lived in the Anbu dormitory.

In fact, he did not want to show off.

It was just that...

He couldn't bear it!

After that, Fugaku took the lead and walked toward the gate of the house. Aoba followed closely behind.

As Fugaku opened the gate to his house. After stepping in, it suddenly became another world inside.

Long wooden hallway.

Ring-shaped path.

After entering the gate, one could see some rockeries and potted plants.

When Aoba saw this scene, he immediately felt that it was a bit familiar. He had seen it in Naruto anime before.

At that time, Sasuke complained that Itachi would not play with him. Every time his brother would poke his forehead and would say next time. The background place at that time should be this house.

This was really big!

Aoba followed behind Fugaku and followed him around the circular path into the house in the back half.

After entering the door of the house. There was another long corridor inside. There were rooms with different functions on the left and right sides.

Under Fugaku's lead, Aoba walked all the way to the end of the corridor. Then, he saw the wooden stairs going upstairs.

"My room is on the second floor."

After Fugaku said this to Aoba, he began to walk up the stairs. Step by step, he brought Aoba to the corridor on the second floor. Then, he looked at the first room on the left side.

"This is my room."

As Fugaku spoke, he directly opened the door of the room. One could see that the room was neat and tidy. It could be seen that this person was a little clean-obsessed.

"Come in."

Fugaku stood at the door and acted as if he was entertaining the guests, allowing Aoba to enter first.

After Aoba entered, Fugaku then walked in and closed the door.

Aoba stood in the room and looked around Fugaku's room. This room could be said to be clean and tidy to the point of making one's hair stand on end.

Everything was in a neat and tidy manner. There was not a single speck of dust on the ground, not even a single strand of hair. This made Aoba faintly suspect that Fugaku had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

However. Aoba was not surprised. When he was watching Naruto anime, he saw Sasuke's room, which was also extremely tidy. He believed that Itachi was the same.

This cleanliness was hereditary!

Thinking of this, Aoba slowly nodded. After all, whether it was Itachi or Sasuke, they had grown up by Fugaku's side since they were young. The environment they usually lived in was an extremely clean environment. This left a deep imprint in their souls, making them unable to accept the dirty and messy situation in their homes in the future.

"Now, I can say some things I can't say with confidence and boldness!"

Fugaku raised his hand to signal Aoba to sit down. There was a table and two futons on the floor.

"I'll make a pot of tea first."

After Fugaku said this to Aoba, he opened the door of the room and walked out. Aoba stood quietly in the room.

He just looked around and determined that there was roughly something in the room, but he didn't look for anything carefully.

This was not in line with his cautious personality.

Firstly, there was nothing to be curious about. Secondly, he did not want Fugaku, who was obviously in a bad mood, to feel dissatisfied.

A moment later, Fugaku walked over with a tray: a steaming teapot and two teacups.

"Aoba, sit down."

Fugaku nodded at Aoba. Then he put the tray on the table and sat down on the futon first.

After Fugaku sat down. Aoba also sat down on the futon.

"Drink some tea first to moisten your throat."

Fugaku immediately picked up the steaming teapot and poured tea into the teacup. After filling the teacup, Fugaku pushed one of the teacups toward Aoba.

"Aoba, I came to find you this time because I want to ask you for a very important matter." Fugaku's eyes instantly changed and looked very serious. It was obvious that he attached great importance to this matter.

"What is it?"

Aoba took the teacup and took a sip. He looked up at Fugaku's dark eyes and slowly asked.

"I need you to read a person's memory for me!" Fugaku's eyes suddenly became sharp. From his state, he was not lying at all.

"This..."

Aoba was stunned for a moment. He did not expect to receive such a private job. However, this matter made him hesitate. He just wanted to live a quiet life. He did not want to make his life busier by reading someone's memories. Or rather, he did not want to put himself in a more dangerous situation.

"Who is it?"

Aoba refused in his heart, but he did not say it directly. Instead, he asked Fugaku. He asked before answering. He would then try denying it based on what Fugaku replied.

"Aoba, I won't beat around the bush with you. Let me be frank. I want you to read Hari's memories for me. I will try my best for you to have an opportunity to touch Hari's head. In an extremely short period of time, help me read this person's memories." Fugaku directly looked at the door and said. Just as he said, he did not circle too much on this matter. It was an extremely frank statement.

"This..."

Aoba looked hesitant on the surface, but he was even more confused in his heart.

What does Fugaku want to know in Hari's memory?

What did Hari's memories have to do with the Uchiha clan?

Or...

What clues did Fugaku find?

Aoba began to hesitate in his heart. He had no idea whether doing this was a good thing or a bad thing for him. He also did not know whether Fugaku was really doing this or tricking him.

No matter what. He could not easily agree. The more he agreed, the more troublesome things might become.

"Brother Fugaku, you are making things difficult for me. As far as I know, Hari is already dead, and I don't know where his body is now. Moreover, it is very troublesome to read memories." Aoba said with a helpless expression.

"I know that this matter is very troublesome. If I had any trust in other ninjas of the Yamanaka clan, I would not come to you. But recently, I found something that makes me feel a headache. I want to confirm it through Hari's memories further." Fugaku said in a deep voice. What he was talking about was the thing that Hari had left behind. He wanted to know the authenticity of the words that Hari had left behind, and he wanted to know what exactly Hari wanted to convey before he died.

"Brother Fugaku, do you have some misunderstanding about reading memories? Memory reading is a difficult process, especially for a dead person. Do you think it is as simple as lifting your hand to touch your head?" Aoba put on an extremely helpless expression.

"Of course, it is not as simple as touching your head..." Fugaku suddenly revealed an expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry. His eyes fixed on Aoba, and he said, "I just want to know what Hari experienced before he died. This is very important to me. You know that Gasshi killed Sekai. I have always been brooding over this matter. I hope you can help me!"

"Eh..."

Aoba looked at Fugaku and suddenly felt that this person seemed to be quite good.

Sekai was obviously competing with Fugaku for the position of future clan leader of the Uchiha clan and Konoha Military Police Force Captain.

It was impossible for Fugaku not to notice these things.

However, After Sekai died. Fugaku had never felt the slightest bit of happiness because of this and directly opened his Mangekyo Sharingan in anger.

Not only that.

It's been a while now. The people of the Uchiha clan had almost forgotten about it, and they couldn't even remember it if they didn't mention it deliberately. However, Fugaku was still thinking about this matter.

This made Aoba feel...

Fugaku could be considered a real person.

"Brother Fugaku, are you still investigating Brother Sekai's matter?" Aoba immediately took the opportunity to ask.

You have to know...

Now was the time of war. It was normal for ninjas to kill each other.

If there were people who killed people. There would be people who would be killed.

This was completely the law of conservation.

People in the ninja world can have so much pain because so many people have been killed.

They kill because the blood relatives of the murderer were killed, then the blood relatives of the murdered person become the people who were in pain...

This was an infinite loop.

How to cut this thing off?

Aoba felt that it was very simple. That was to cut the grass by the roots!

It was not some so-called understanding.

Aoba did not know why Naruto's mouth was so exaggerated, but he knew one thing very well: he should not persuade others to be kind without experiencing other people's pain.

The only way to solve the problem. Just don't leave people in pain.

Since he had already killed someone. Then he should also kill those who might experience pain.

Aoba's previous understanding of this matter was only at the stage of theory. After all, he hadn't killed many people. Basically, they were all people who came to find him.

Even so.

Aoba had a feeling that Grandpa was rescued by the gourd baby.

Came one.

Another one would come.

If he hadn't uprooted the remnants of the old era. Then who knew how much trouble he would have to face in the future?

The current Fugaku was the same.

However, the person Fugaku was looking for was Gasshi. But he didn't know that Gasshi was Aoba in disguise. But, to a certain extent, this gave him a reminder.

In the future, he had to be extremely cautious when doing things.

If he had no choice but to kill someone, he must do a good job cleaning up the aftermath and not let anyone know about it.

If someone found out about it. Then he absolutely could not let that person have the ability to speak of this matter go.

What Aoba thought of was very simple. They can experience pain. However, the person in pain had to be completely unaware of him. Otherwise, he would have to do weeding and rooting!

He would eliminate future troubles forever!

This was the best way.

"That's right; I have been looking for Gasshi, who killed Sekai. Others might forget about this matter, but I will never forget. Sekai has been my good friend since childhood. I must find Gasshi to avenge Sekai!" Fugaku said hatefully. When he spoke, he clenched his fists tightly. In an instant, his pitch-black eyes became uncontrollable under the surge of emotions and suddenly turned into a bright red Sharingan.

The instant the Sharingan appeared, it immediately returned to normal black pupils.

Fugaku didn't want his Sharingan to scare Aoba.

"Aoba, you must help me. If I don't have the memory of Hari's last period, then many things in my heart are just guesses. There is no basis. Can you understand what I mean?" Fugaku pleaded. He could indeed be said to be sincere friends with Sekai.

"What doubts?"

Aoba was stunned for a moment. He could clearly feel that there was something wrong with Fugaku. But he didn't say it completely.

It was because Fugaku was in this state that he could say those vague words. No one else could understand it. Only Fugaku could understand it. He was completely immersed in his own world.

Aoba did not understand Fugaku's words. He did not know what reading Hari's memories had to do with searching for Gasshi.

There was no logical connection to this!

"I can't tell you this for the time being."

After hearing Aoba's question, Fugaku shook his head decisively. He had no intention of yielding.

"Everything I think of now is based on my own guesses and deductions. I need you to help me read Hari's memories and find evidence from his memories so that I can find evidence that firmly believes in my deduction."

Fugaku explained in a low voice. His eyes were particularly determined when he said these words, revealing a sharp gaze.

"I can't tell you my guess before you read Hari's memories. That might disrupt the effect of you reading Hari's memories. What I want to know is the truth, not the truth I think."

Aoba listened to Fugaku's words in a daze. He suddenly felt that the latter's words were very reasonable.

The real truth. It was not the truth he thought it was.

It seemed...

Fugaku could already tell that it might be a trap. However, Aoba was very clear. The truth was impossible to see because his name would come out that way.

What could be provided to Fugaku now...

It would be a fake truth!

Aoba vaguely felt that Fugaku had realized something from Hari. Although he didn't know what it was, he was quite glad that the person Fugaku was looking for was him.

If it was someone else. It didn't matter how good their ability to read memories was. If there really were something he didn't pay attention to, then he wouldn't be able to fix it.

Things would become even more troublesome!

Compared to this, Aoba felt that the heavy responsibility of reading memories was on him.

It would allow him to take more initiative.

"Brother Fugaku, I am very touched to hear you say that. I promise you that I will try my best to read Hari's memories. However, I believe that you also know that the memories stored in the brain will quickly dissipate over time after a person dies. We must find Hari's body as soon as possible and read his memories." Aoba said with a face full of sincerity.

Fugaku's proposal gave him a reminder.

He still didn't know why Fugaku was so determined to read Hari's memories. According to his judgment. It was estimated that Hari had left some clues.

As a result, things had become more complicated and troublesome.

Aoba did not know if the village would arrange for the ninjas of Yamanaka's clan to read Hari's memory. Then he had to rush ahead of these people. If he found any small details, he could completely destroy these details.

"You really agreed?!"

Fugaku's eyes flashed with surprise. He thought that he would have to talk to Aoba for a while before he could persuade Aoba to help him. This process was much faster than he had expected.

"Brother Fugaku, you are a real person. I admire you very much. Now that I have the ability, I will surely choose to help you. How can you fight alone!" Aoba nodded at Fugaku.

"Aoba, I knew you were a reliable person!"

The smile on Fugaku's face became even brighter. After he dealt with Aoba, it could be said that a big stone in his heart had been relieved.

Actually, he wanted to look for other people from the Yamanaka clan. However, this matter involved too much. If it was really like the words left behind by Hari when he was alive.

[Gasshi was Orochimaru!]

If this was true.

Then the person who read the memories would also find out about this matter. It was clear that there would be some problems with the secrecy of this matter.

Fugaku couldn't guarantee that no one in the Yamanaka clan had anything to do with Orochimaru.

If he didn't do things well and let the people of the Yamanaka clan report to Orochimaru.

In the end, his request was delayed.

Then it would become very difficult for him to find an opportunity again, and he might even become a thorn in Orochimaru's side.

Fugaku was also very cautious in this aspect. Now, only one person knew that Hari had left behind words.

That was himself.

Therefore, he had to protect himself. It was precisely because of this he had set his target on Aoba!

Originally, Aoba was a very tight-lipped person. In addition, they had some friendships which made him trust Aoba quite a bit.

Now, Aoba agreed to this matter. It made him feel a little better in his heart.

"Brother Fugaku, when will we start? This kind of thing can not be delayed. The longer we wait, the less content I can see." Aoba said in a deep voice.

"This still needs some time..."

Fugaku pursed his lips, and his face revealed a helpless expression. He looked at Aoba and said, "According to the information I got from Konoha Military Police Force, Hari's body was taken away by Danzo's people. It should have been transported to the Hokage Building, but after I checked, I did not find Hari's body in the building. The people around were also unaware of this, so I couldn't tell the exact location. Maybe it was hidden by Danzo."

"The Hokage Building?"

Aoba muttered to himself. He looked at Fugaku, and his eyes flashed with a touch of light.

"Brother Fugaku, I think I know where Hari's body is!" Aoba said with absolute certainty.

"Where is it?" Fugaku's spirit was suddenly refreshed. He stared at Aoba and became nervous.

"Not long ago, I was called by Danzo-sama to carry out a secret mission. At that time, the mission was to read the memories of those Kumogakure ninjas who died at Konohagakure's main entrance..."

Aoba seemed to have not noticed, showing an unintentional act. After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized. He picked up the teacup in front of him to hide his embarrassment. Then, he took a deep look at Fugaku in front of him.

"Brother Fugaku, what I told you is a secret mission. You must not tell anyone about it!" Aoba said to Fugaku in a deep voice, looking as if he had accidentally let it slip.

"Don't worry; I won't say anything!" Fugaku quickly said. Now that he heard Aoba talk about some secret, he felt much more at ease.

It was as if they were exchanging secrets. Especially when Aoba said it casually. This made Fugaku feel that Aoba did not treat him as an outsider.

All of a sudden, Fugaku felt that the relationship between him and Aoba had become much closer.

"That's good, that's good. I believe in Brother Fugaku. I am not saying this because I am incompetent as an Anbu. I also want to avenge Brother Sekai with my meager strength!" Aoba suddenly grinned and said, letting himself show a very simple and ordinary appearance. Through these gentle words, Fugaku put down his guard.

"I understand!" Fugaku clenched his fists and nodded. The Uchiha clan was a sentimental clan. When he heard Aoba say this, the look in his eyes changed.

Aoba only used a simple secret exchange method to grasp Fugaku.

For Aoba...

If he wanted to pinch Fugaku, it could be said that it would be a matter of minutes, but he had never done so.

At that time, he was afraid of the Uchiha clan. He didn't want to have too much contact with the Uchiha clan.

After all, Danzo was eyeing this clan. If he was not careful, he might be implicated.

But now the situation was different. Danzo was seriously injured and could no longer able to do anything during this period of time.

Coincidentally, the thing that Fugaku wanted to investigate was related to him.

There was no other way. He could only be forced to participate.

"I did a memory reading mission under the command of Danzo-sama. The people who he wanted us to read were the Kumogakure ninjas who died in the Konohagakure main entrance matter. Their bodies were stored in the secret passage in the Hokage Building. If I am not wrong, Hari's body should also be in the secret passage!" Aoba immediately explained and revealed the secret passage out. He was not afraid to tell Fugaku. Anyway, the Uchiha clan and Danzo had a conflict. There was no problem telling the secret passage in the Hokage Building, which was not like the secret passage behind Danzo's office.

"Can you still locate that secret passage?"After hearing Aoba's words, Fugaku was stunned. He could hear his thumping heartbeat, and he felt that finding Aoba was a very correct choice.

"I can find it, but there is a relatively serious problem..." Aoba pursed his lips and hesitated to speak. This question was not deliberately said for Fugaku to hear, but he really thought so. There was indeed a difficult problem here that was difficult to break through.

"What problem?" Fugaku's mood suddenly tightened. He felt as if he was sitting on a roller coaster, constantly rising and falling, and he was almost played by Aoba.

"Every corpse in the secret passage will be processed by Orochimaru-sama, removing internal organs and other organs. Then, it will be made into a specimen and stored in the secret room. If we go now, we might encounter Orochimaru-sama directly!" Aoba had a headache about this. In his heart, he felt that Orochimaru was a more terrifying person than Danzo. After all, Orochimaru had too many tricks up his sleeve. If he was not careful, he might be exposed in front of Orochimaru. If that happened, everything he had done would fall short.

"Orochimaru!"

Fugaku suddenly widened his eyes. His dark pupils contracted fiercely. His eyes were full of shock and surprise. He never thought that before he could read Hari's memories, he would first hear Orochimaru's name.

All of a sudden, Fugaku felt that Hari's matter had a very close relationship with Orochimaru. Otherwise, Hari's body would not be sent to Orochimaru for disposal.

"Once Orochimaru has dealt with it, the clues on Hari's corpse might be wiped out!"

Fugaku suddenly stood up as he spoke. His eyes stared fixedly at Aoba.

"Aoba!"

Fugaku's voice became incomparably solemn, and his voice was filled with extreme expectation as he stared fixedly at Aoba.

"We have to go to the secret passage now and find Hari's corpse!"

"We absolutely can not let Orochimaru snatch it first!"

"Otherwise, everything will be meaningless!"

Fugaku was in a state of extreme anxiety. In his heart, he had already begun to doubt Orochimaru. Then, if he could not investigate Hari before Orochimaru dealt with his corpse.

In the end, everything would become a bubble, and there would be no more evidence to support his conjecture.

Actually, Fugaku knew. From a certain point of view, reading memories could not be used as evidence to convict someone like Orochimaru.

Besides...

If Orochimaru kills someone, then he kills them. It wouldn't have any effect at all. However, Fugaku only wanted to confirm in his heart whether Gasshi was Orochimaru or not!

If so...

He still had to make further plans.

"This... Brother Fugaku... you have to tell me first. If we meet Orochimaru, what should we do?"

Aoba said very cautiously. He could help Fugaku. But he would not joke when using his identity to do things.

He did not want to see Orochimaru now, because this was not a good thing for him.

If Fugaku did not give him a satisfactory answer, he even wanted to wait until Orochimaru finished dealing with it before going. After all, no matter what happened, he had already read Hari's memory.

But, there was also a risk that Hari's secrets would be exposed. However, Aoba was far less nervous than Fugaku.

After all, If Orochimaru could dispose of Hari's corpse quickly, then he was helping him cover up the evidence.

Aoba felt that there wasn't that much risk to him. Now, it was completely to see how much Fugaku desired.

"If we meet Orochimaru!"

Fugaku's eyes became even more determined, and his eyes even shot out deep killing intent.

"If he wants to touch you!"

"Then he has to step over my corpse first!"

"Are you satisfied with this?"

Fugaku was now extremely determined. If he could be ahead of Orochimaru and confirm the evidence on Hari.

And this evidence pointed to Orochimaru. He couldn't wait to have a head-on clash with Orochimaru in the secret passage.

Let's see who the real man was!

"Sure."

Aoba nodded. The corners of his mouth slightly curled up. If he could let Orochimaru and Fugaku fight, then they wouldn't notice him.

"But..."

"I want to change my clothes, put on a cloak, and a mask."

"I can't let Orochimaru-sama see my real face."

Aoba told Fugaku his last request. No matter what Fugaku would do at that time. He could not put all his hopes on Fugaku.

And...

Aoba added in his heart.

If Fugaku cherished his life and wanted to leave him there to escape… Then if he wanted to leave Orochimaru's hands, he had to expose his own strength.

This way, neither Orochimaru nor Fugaku can't escape alive.

This was only the last resort. Unless there was no other choice. Otherwise, Aoba would not do this.

After all, this was like a Pandora's Box. Once the news of Orochimaru and Fugaku's disappearance spread out, it would be very difficult for him to hide.

Moreover, Aoba was very clear. If he wanted to kill these two people. It was almost impossible to not take out some trump cards.

"Okay, I will provide you with these. The Uchiha clan crest is printed on it. This way, even if Orochimaru saw it, he would suspect that it was the Uchiha clansman. He would not suspect you." Fugaku immediately nodded. He could understand Aoba's concerns. Since he had a request for Aoba, it was his duty to do these things well.

"Thank you so much!"

Aoba nodded at Fugaku. Fugaku's words dispelled some of his worries.

Because if he used his own cloak and mask, even if he changed the style, it could still be seen that he was Anbu.

Who went out?

Who was in the dormitory?

It was completely possible to find out clearly.

Most importantly, Aoba appeared with Fugaku. As long as Fugaku was exposed, his identity would be quickly found out, and there would be no way to hide things.

When Aoba thought of this, another thought appeared in his mind. It could avoid great hidden dangers. It was just that he might have to take a little bit of risk

Aoba weighed the pros and cons a little. Then he still decided to do this.

"Brother Fugaku, I want to go to the bathroom." Aoba stood up and said. He had to prepare everything. Otherwise, the risk and pressure would be too great. It would be more troublesome to remedy it in the future.

"Just go out and turn right to the end of the corridor." Fugaku said to Aoba, "We'll set off after you're done. I'll find you some clothes now."

"Okay."

Aoba responded and immediately walked toward the bathroom in Fugaku's house.

He went all the way to the end of the corridor and saw a wooden door on the right side.

On it was the two letters "WC".

Then, Aoba pushed open the door and walked in directly. He closed the door and locked it. Then, he directly uses his perception to its highest.

In a split second, Aoba clearly felt Fugaku's chakra. Fugaku was still in the room just now and did not leave. Obviously, he still believed in Aoba.

Aoba slowly nodded and felt a little relieved. He immediately made a series of hand seals and used Kage Bunshin no Jutsu(Shadow Clone Technique).

Bang!

Right in front of him, another Aoba appeared. It was his shadow clone.

Aoba suddenly flipped his wrist, and a piece of white paper appeared in his hands. A black circle was at the center of the white paper, which was the Flying Thunder God Formula.

Hum!

The Flying Thunder God Formula in Aoba's hands directly stuck to the shadow clone, causing the shadow clone to tremble.

"Hiraishin: Dorai(Flying Thunder God: Guiding Thunder)!"

Aoba directly threw the shadow clone out, making it seem as if nothing had happened.

Aoba's shadow clone appears in the forest at the edge of Konohagakure's bustling area. Then, he swaggered toward Konohagakure's streets and alleys. Finally, along the streets, many people saw him and walked in the direction of Anbu's dormitory.

The task of this shadow clone was to swagger back to Anbu's dormitory and then write novels in his room. It was best to let more people see his figure on the way back so that people would know about this matter.

After that, Aoba flushed the toilet in front of him, turned around, and walked back to Fugaku's room.

When Aoba returned to Fugaku's room, Fugaku was already waiting for him there.

"Aoba, try this one and see if it fits you," Fugaku said with a smile. He looked gentle on the surface, but in fact, his heart was already burning with anxiety. His heart had already drifted to the position of Hari's corpse.

"Okay."

Aoba immediately responded. He put the clothes that Fugaku had brought over directly outside his current clothes.

It was a set of night clothes and was dark black in color. There was the emblem of the Uchiha clan on both of its sleeves. It looked like it was worn when on a mission at night.

There was also a mask here. The style of this mask was extremely simple. It was also black and looks like the Batman kind.

Just a little different from it.

Other than the eyes, there were no other holes in the mask. It could completely cover Aoba's face, and could not even see the shape of the face clearly.

"This mask is not bad!"

Aoba could not help but praise. This mask looked much more convenient than his cat face mask, especially at night.

Aoba put the black mask on his face, then put on the cloak, and then put the hood on, covering his whole body tightly.

"Aoba, aren't you being too cautious?" When Fugaku saw Aoba's appearance, the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch fiercely. This was too exaggerated. Not to mention Orochimaru, who had never seen Aoba, even he would not be able to recognize Aoba.

"Hehehe..."

Aoba only laughs at Fugaku. He did not say anything unnecessary. He began to check if any place on his body was still outside. It might expose a little of his identity.

"You also made me want to hide my identity..."

Fugaku originally did not have the habit of hiding his identity. When he wore a mask, it was not to hide his identity. Instead, he hoped that when he first met his opponent, he would not let the other party know what clan he was from so that the other party would not be able to guess his specific attack trajectory.

Fugaku had never seen a person as cautious as Aoba in his entire life.

It was a bit too exaggerated!

"Phew..."

As Fugaku thought about it, he could not help but let out a long sigh. Afterward, he walked toward the wardrobe, took out another cloak from inside, and draped it over his body.

"Mm..."

Fugaku thought about it again and finally decided to put on the hood of the cloak. It seemed that it would not expose his identity too much.

"Let's go."

After putting on the cloak, Fugaku looked at Aoba.

If they stood in Aoba's perspective. They could only see the part below Fugaku's nose. Even if it were an acquaintance, they would be able to recognize him!

"En."

Aoba nodded. The two of them immediately walked out of Fugaku's room and headed toward the Hokage Building.

"Let's reach the Hokage Building safely first, and then I will leave the matter of finding the secret passage to you."

Fugaku led Aoba around the road and walked toward the direction of the Hokage Building.

Through the route that Fugaku took. Aoba silently praised in his heart.

'As expected of Konoha Military Police Force's elite.'

'He is very familiar with all the roads in the village, big and small. Moreover, he had accumulated experience from many years of patrolling. He was very clear at what time there were many people or no one at every intersection.'

The whole process went on. Although they had walked a bit more. However, they did not waste much time. Moreover, no one had discovered them. It was very smooth.

At this time, Aoba and Fugaku were standing behind the Hokage Building. They were still a distance away from the entrance.

"Brother Fugaku, how are we going to sneak in?" Aoba asked Fugaku. If it was him, he had countless ways to enter, but now there was Fugaku next to him, so the opportunity to solve this problem was handed over to Fugaku.

"Leave it to me!"

Fugaku nodded. He knew very well that he was the one who asked Aoba to come and help. Moreover, Aoba was only responsible for reading the memories. So, he had to take care of these things along the way.

"Wait for me here."

Fugaku slightly lowered his head and pulled the hood of his cloak with his right hand to cover his face. Then he directly walked in the direction of the Hokage Building.

"Stop!"

"Who are you?"

The two guards at the entrance of the building looked at Fugaku, who was wearing a cloak and a hood. According to their instinct, they felt that the person who did this was very dangerous.

Fugaku did not say a word. He just maintained his posture and walked toward the entrance of the building step by step.

"Stop!"

The two guards immediately shouted at the same time. Their eyes were focused on Fugaku, and they looked at the face under his hood. They wanted to know what Fugaku looked like.

At this time, Fugaku suddenly raised his head and their eyes met.

A pair of blood-red eyes with three black magatamas appeared in their line of sight.

Three tomoe Sharingan!

At this moment, these two Chunin realized that the situation was not good. However, it was already too late.

"Go to sleep,"

Fugaku said lightly. He had only cast a sleeping genjutsu, which directly disturbed the nerves of the other party's brain through his dojutsu.

Thud! Thud!

With two sounds of falling, the two guards at the entrance of the building lost consciousness and fell to the ground unconscious.

"Come quickly!"

Fugaku shouted at Aoba. He did not dare to shout too loudly, nor did he dare to call Aoba's name directly. After all, he could not leave the information of his teammates here.

Just as Fugaku had just finished speaking. Aoba had already appeared in front of him.

"Let's go together."

Aoba moved toward the nearest guard and carried him to the side. Fugaku carried the other person away. After that, Aoba nodded at Fugaku, indicating that the two of them could go.

Fugaku immediately received the signal from Aoba and followed closely behind. He could not help but feel nervous.

Under the lead of Aoba. Aoba and Fugaku arrived at the 1st floor of the Hokage Building.

It was unknown whether it was because the people were very tired from dealing with the water the night before.

Except for the guards standing at the entrance. They did not encounter anyone at all.

Aoba then brought Fugaku all the way to the secret door.

"This is the place."

Aoba stood at the door of the secret passage. He did not immediately push the door. After all, entering this time, things would become extremely dangerous.

"If you hadn't said that this was a door, I really wouldn't have been able to tell..."

Fugaku's eyes were fixed on the wall. This place wasn't a bare wall. Instead, there were some lifelike carvings. The carvings' lines fit perfectly with the door's cracks. It was very difficult to see the specific appearance outside.

"Now you have to think clearly. If we go in directly, we might encounter Orochimaru-sama. At that time, things will not be so simple." Aoba said in a low voice. In his heart, the thing he least wanted to happen was meeting Orochimaru.

If they were to encounter Orochimaru, they would be in a difficult situation. It would also add a lot of trouble. This was not something he wanted to see at all.

"Enter."

Fugaku nodded firmly. He had been waiting for this moment all this time. Now that he had the chance to obtain Hari's corpse, it would be a very good thing for him.

"Okay."

After hearing Fugaku's words, Aoba immediately nodded. Facing the matter that he had already decided on, he no longer hesitated. He raised his hand and pushed open the door.

"It's very dark inside. Be careful."

After warning Fugaku, Aoba took the lead and walked in.

The corners of Fugaku's mouth slightly curled up, and his black pupils once again changed into the form of three tomoe Sharingan. Then, he followed Aoba into the secret passage.

After the two of them entered together. The door behind them closed and locked the two of them inside.

"Come with me."

Aoba walked toward the dark corridor in front of him with ease. It was a sloping path. They had just walked a few steps when they felt that the terrain was descending.

"Um."

Fugaku's eyes became serious. When he entered this secret passage, he had a feeling that this place was not simple. Now, as he kept going down, his heart began to beat faster.

A few minutes later.

Aoba and Fugaku arrived at the end of the corridor. There was another door there.

"We are almost there. There are stairs behind this door. If you don't pay attention, you might stumble."

Aoba said to Fugaku. Then, he pushed open the door and walked down the stairs.

Fugaku followed Aoba down the stairs.

At this point, the two of them had completely arrived at the corridor that stored the corpses.

"Let's slow down a bit. Right now, there might be Hari's corpse in every room. Of course, there might also be Orochimaru in every room." Aoba said to Fugaku.

"Understood."

Fugaku nodded. His eyes were especially solemn, and he maintained his Sharingan. For the time being, he didn't plan to retract it.

"Brother Fugaku, wait a moment."

Aoba took a deep breath, then slowly closed his eyes. He immediately controlled the chakra around his body to sense his surrounding.

The result was clear in his consciousness. There were only two of them. There was no one else. Orochimaru was not here.

"Let's start searching for Hari's corpse!"

Aoba did not tell Fugaku the results of his perception. These were his own little secrets. It was enough for him to know what he was doing. There was no need to tell Fugaku about this at all.

After he finished speaking, Aoba took a step forward and took the lead to reach the stone door.

He had come here twice. Inside was the corpse of Kumogakure ninjas.

Of course, Aoba felt that this place was the most likely place to store Hari's corpse. Because they were all the same batch of Kumogakure ninjas!

Aoba pushed open the stone door in front of him and pushed it hard.

Rumble...

The stone door was pushed open. Inside was a dark room. It was the room where Kumogakure ninja copses were previously in.

It was pitch black inside now.

After Aoba pushed open the stone door, he only stood at the door and did not make a move to walk in directly.

"Brother Fugaku, I will guard the door for you. Take a look inside and see if there is..."

Aoba deliberately made his voice seem full of fear, trying to show his weak side as much as possible to stimulate Fugaku to move forward.

Now he was very clear.

Since he was with Fugaku, there were many things that he didn't need to worry about. He just had to leave all of them to Fugaku.

"Okay!"

Fugaku immediately nodded and directly walked into the room. His eyes still maintained his three tomoe Sharingan. As for observation, this thing was completely enough.

Fugaku looked brave, but when he stepped into the room, he still looked cautiously around. After all, it was dark here. There were also corpses lying on every iron shelf inside.

Fugaku swept across each corpse one by one and finally fixed his eyes on the iron shelf in the corner.

It was on this iron shelf, there were two corpses. One was the Hari he had seen before and also the one he was looking for. The other was a skeleton that looked like it had been burned by flames. There was only a skull and a number of small bones.

Two bodies were placed on the same iron shelf. If he did not know Hari, he might have missed it.

"Here!"

Fugaku said in a low voice. His voice was not loud, and he deliberately lowered his voice. However, it was clear enough to reach Aoba's ears because it was too quiet here.

"I'm coming."

When Aoba heard Fugaku's words, he was truly surprised. Even though he had already guessed that Hari's corpse was likely to be placed here. However, he was still shocked after he confirmed that it was here.

He still felt a little amazed in his heart.

They actually threw Hari's corpse here!

Then, Aoba stepped into the room. After he entered, he closed the stone door with a backhand.

Although this place was incomparably dark. However, Aoba's eyes had already adapted to it.

However...

He still acted a bit.

"Which side?"

Aoba acted as if he couldn't see anything after coming in. He raised his hands and touched the air in front of him. It looked like he was fighting the air here.

"Over here!"

Fugaku's face suddenly became black. His eyes focused on Aoba, and his eyes showed a touch of helplessness.

Fugaku directly walked toward Aoba and then raised his hand to grab Aoba's arm.

"Come with me!"

Fugaku was already extremely anxious in his heart. Right now, he needed to know what exactly was in Hari's memories. This was extremely important to him.

Then, Aoba was directly pulled over by Fugaku, standing directly next to the cold iron shelf.

"I've adapted to it."

Aoba said slowly. His eyes focused on Hari's body, and then he reached out to touch Hari's neck.

"He was killed by twisting his neck!"

Aoba said in a low voice. In fact, he was the one who broke Hari's neck, but he still analyzed it in a serious way.

After that, Aoba's right hand moved toward Hari's abdomen.

"His internal organs have not been removed. It should be that Orochimaru has not come yet. Now, Orochimaru-sama might appear at any time..." Aoba said again.

"Aoba, then hurry up. We will leave before Orochimaru comes. Don't analyze it for me. I know how he died!" Fugaku's face was full of black lines. If he hadn't found Aoba to read memory, he would have thought that Aoba was here for a medical appraisal.

"Okay!"

Aoba immediately walked to the top of the iron shelf. He then slowly raised his hands and pressed them on Hari's temple.

In fact, Aoba was also very curious at this time.

What kind of secret did Hari grasp?

"Brother Fugaku, because time is limited, I will directly tell you what I see. If you think there is no problem, I will not waste time. If you feel that there is a problem, I will carefully investigate it."

As Aoba spoke, his hands suddenly surged with chakra. He was currently using the Yamanaka clan's mind-reading secret technique to read the memories that were still stored in Hari's brain.

At this time, Aoba was really reading Hari's memories. He was using the pure secret technique of the Yamanaka clan. His Mind Reading System had already been used, so he had no idea what had happened to Hari at that time.

Then, Aoba's chakra directly surged into Hari's brain and began to enter the neurons, searching for fragments of memories.

If it was a memory he was not satisfied with. He would directly use chakra to erase it.

"When Hari came to Konohagakure as the leader of Kumogakure's envoy group, he issued an order to Gasshi to kidnap a member of the Hyuga clan," Aoba said slowly. Because he sensed from Fugaku that the other party wanted to know information about Gasshi, so he gave him information about Gasshi.

"Continue!" Fugaku's expression immediately became nervous, and even his breathing became much faster. The first sentence that Aoba said just now made him very concerned.

"The Kumogakure envoy group mission is to attract the attention of Konohagakure higher-ups while a Kumogakure team sneaked in secretly."

Aoba began to tell the story of the Kumogakure envoy group coming to Konohagakure.

That's the truth of the matter. Konohagakure's people still did not know. Now, Aoba only needed to tell the truth. There was no need to make any adaptations.

"Gasshi's original mission was to wait outside Konohagakure and receive the intruder team and help them in their escape!"

"If the intruder team successfully abducted a Hyuga clansman, they would immediately leave and run back to Kumogakure!"

"If the intruder team fails, then Gasshi will be responsible for capturing a Hyuga clansman as a backup plan after the Hyuga clan thinks that the incident has ended!"

"This is all Gasshi's mission from beginning to end."

"Hari doesn't know why Gasshi attacked Brother Sekai and didn't expect such a thing to happen. Moreover, it is precisely because of this that he faces a dangerous situation."

Aoba said one sentence after another. His words were very clear, and he completely recreated Gasshi's mission to Fugaku.

"En!"

Fugaku immediately nodded. He did not say his thoughts. Time was precious, and he had to leave it to Aoba to read Hari's memories.

However, the moment he heard these words, he had two guesses in his mind.

There were only two possibilities for Gasshi to do such a thing that went against his ninja mission and even frame Hari, the leader of Kumogakure Anbu, and be caught by the Konohagakure people.

The first one was that Gasshi had another mission on him. It was a secret mission, and the level of the mission was higher than the mission Hari had given him.

The second one was that Gasshi was not the original Gasshi but was disguised by someone else.

If there were no words left by Hari. Fugaku would definitely think that it was the first guess. After all, the matter of Gasshi being disguised could only be stopped in theory. It was not so easy to actually carry it out.

But...

It was precisely because he saw the words left behind by Hari that he began to think that Gasshi was someone else in disguise.

And the person who pretended to be Gasshi...

It was Orochimaru!

After Aoba said these words, he vaguely felt that these contents were what Fugaku wanted to hear. Fugaku just wanted to hear the content related to Gasshi.

Then satisfy him!

Aoba paused for a moment. He was searching for Hari's memories, searching for the memory he had not seen yet.

"Hari was crippled. He couldn't move his entire body except for his mouth." Aoba said slowly. He didn't say these words because he knew the words written by Hari, but because he wanted to draw out the matter of Gasshi attacking Hari. He wanted to use this method to tell Fugaku that there was indeed something wrong with Gasshi.

"What?!"

Fugaku suddenly widened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with deep horror. He never thought that things would be so coincidental. Wasn't this what he cared about?

'No wonder...'

'No wonder the handwriting I found was wet as if licked out by his tongue!'

'It turned out that Hari was not tied up.'

'Instead, he was crippled!'

'All of this made sense!'

At this time of hunger. Fugaku had completely believed that the words on the Hokage Rock were written by Hari, so he only needed to know the authenticity of the content.

"Can you see how Hari becomes crippled?" Fugaku asked anxiously. He knew that any bit of time they had here was precious!

"Wait a moment..."

Aoba put on a very strained look. In fact, he was very happy in his heart. He knew very well that Fugaku, this big fish, had taken the bait.

Hum!

Aoba controlled the chakra in his body as if he used even more strength, showing a feeling of desperately fighting.

Bean-sized beads of sweat continuously fell from Aoba's forehead, drop by drop falling to the ground, directly smashing into pieces.

This scene completely fell into Fugaku's eyes. This made him quite moved, and his impression of Aoba changed again.

Fugaku knew very well that Aoba's physical fitness was not good. The strength he could exert was limited. In addition, it was very difficult to read the memories of a corpse. When he saw that Aoba was so desperate, he did not know what to say. His heart was full of gratitude.

As time passed.

The secret room seemed very quiet.

Almost five minutes passed.

In this anxious waiting, every minute seemed to be particularly long. Fugaku seemed to have spent an entire century here.

"Found it!"

At this time, Aoba suddenly spoke. His eyes were tightly closed, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. Beads of sweat kept falling down from his head. His acting could be said to be particularly realistic.

"After being caught, Hari has been imprisoned in the basement under the control of Danzo. No one can come into contact with Hari, not even Third Hokage-sama!"

Aoba slowly spoke. As soon as his words came out, a picture was immediately constructed in Fugaku's mind. It was the appearance of Hari sitting in the deepest prison at the Root Base.

"One day not long ago, I can't tell exactly which day it is, but one day..."

"Gasshi suddenly appeared at the Root Base!"

"He destroyed the prison with brute force, launched a surprise attack on Hari, broke his spine, and then left directly."

"After that time, Hari was crippled!"

Aoba said one sentence at a time. Every sentence he said was like a clap of thunder exploding in Fugaku's mind.

"Gasshi went to Root?" Fugaku asked in surprise. He felt that something was wrong. Aoba had already said before that the prison that Hari was in was a place that even Third Hokage-sama could not enter. How could Gasshi come into the prison at Root? If Root were so easy to enter, it would not be Root.

"That's right!" Aoba said firmly. This matter had really happened. He did not lie at all. If it were another person from the Yamanaka clan who read Hari's memories, he would be able to see the same scene.

"How did Gasshi appear at Root?" Fugaku asked with trembling eyes. The words that Hari had left before he died once again appeared in his mind. Since it was Gasshi who had caused Hari to enter the underground prison at Root, and it was also Gasshi who had beaten Hari into a cripple, then it was only natural that Hari had a deep hatred for Gasshi. For a moment, Fugaku had already regarded Hari as one of his people. After all, the enemy of my enemy was my friend. They had a common goal, and that was Gasshi.

"I do not know either."

Aoba shook his head. He knew about this matter, but he would not say it. However, other than him, no one else knew about it. This was not a problem. After all, he used Hiraishin no Jutsu(Flying Thunder God Technique) to secretly enter Root.

"Hari thought that Gasshi wanted to kill him, but when the final medical results came out, many of his injuries were only a little bit worse. If Gasshi used even a little more strength, Hari would have died countless times!" Aoba said in a low voice.

"Sure enough, it's an assassination!"

Fugaku slowly nodded. Now he could understand Hari's feelings. That was that the other party wanted to kill him.

If that was the case...

Even if he was the one who had experienced such a thing. All he could think of was to die together with Gasshi.

"After becoming crippled, Hari decided to join Root and become Danzo-sama's subordinate and give advice to Danzo-sama. He asked for only one thing: to understand why Garcia wanted to kill him and use Danzo-sama's power to defeat Gasshi!" Aoba said again.

"I can understand." Fugaku nodded again. Now he has made up for the sullen anger in the heart of a crippled person. He was extremely angry, but he did not have the ability to change all of this. He could only borrow the power of others. This feeling was extremely powerless.

As Aoba talked about the situation at that time, he paid attention to Fugaku's reaction.

After seeing Fugaku's situation, he gradually had confidence in his heart and understood Fugaku's thoughts. This person just wanted to figure out the relationship between Hari and Gasshi first.

Then satisfy him!

"Hu..."

Aoba took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. In this dark environment, it could be seen that his face was extremely pale, just like a bloodless face. It was enough to feel how much energy he had consumed.

"Just yesterday, Kumogakure invaded Konohagakure, and all the ninjas from Root went out. Someone took the opportunity to find Hari, took him away, and was ready to hand him over..." Just as Aoba said this, he suddenly felt that he had made an error. This memory was what he saw in Hari's memory through the mind-reading secret technique: Hari was thrown above the Hokage Rock using Hiraishin: Dorai(Flying Thunder God: Guiding Thunder) and transformed into Orochimaru. There he met his advanced paper clone, a Kirigakure ninja named Satsuma Rentaro.

Now, if you speak about the past directly like this, the memory was not very coherent, and problems were prone to occur.

Most importantly...

He did not know where Orochimaru had been yesterday. He had never seen Orochimaru.

Should...

Should he shift the blame to someone else?!

At this moment, Aoba's thoughts became active, and he began to think of a way to smooth this matter over.

However, Aoba stopped in place. It made Fugaku extremely nervous, and his entire nerves were twitching.

"Who was the person who found Hari?" Fugaku immediately asked in a low voice. He suddenly realized that this person was the key that put the puzzled together. Even if he were not Gasshi, he would definitely know Gasshi.

According to what Aoba had described. Hari had always been at Root and never come out. So how could he happen to appear by Gasshi's side when the Third Raikage came?

From the looks of it. There was a person who broke into the Root and took Hari away.

This was the problem!

A big problem!

"I didn't see it clearly."

Aoba still hadn't figured out how to deal with it. After all, there was the most realistic problem in front of him: Hari's body had not been dealt with yet.

There was only one person in charge of dealing with the corpse.

That was Orochimaru!

Maybe Orochimaru would appear here at any time!

If he directly threw the blame on Orochimaru, but Orochimaru appeared, then as long as they confronted each other face to face, those doubts would be solved.

This was the hardest part of this time.

Aoba could fool anyone, make up stories, and show off his acting skills, but he has no way to make up his story in front of the target person.

This was simply impossible!

It was really too difficult!

If there was no confrontation with Orochimaru, and it was just splashing cold water on Orochimaru, then he could do this. But it was possible that he would encounter Orochimaru at any time.

This was very difficult!

"Can you see the general characteristics of that person, or the general appearance, outline, voice, behavior, and so on?" Fugaku asked urgently.

"Well... I'll take a good look..."

Aoba took a deep breath. This time, he was not acting. He really felt the pressure. This pressure made him a little speechless.

There was indeed a big problem!

If he said that the person was Gasshi, then there was no way to explain how Gasshi came in Root and accurately found Hari!

But...

If he really splashed dirty water on Orochimaru?

'Forget it!'

'Splash it!'

Aoba's heart suddenly hardened. He thought of how Orochimaru had almost poked him and was coveting his body to become the next material. How could he accept such a thing? He simply couldn't accept it.

Aoba immediately made a decision.

That was to drag Orochimaru out and make him the scapegoat. As long as Fugaku felt that it was Orochimaru and there was no decisive evidence, then he would not argue with Orochimaru.

If so...

Everything made sense!

Otherwise, Fugaku already knew that there was someone pretending to be Gasshi. It was hard to guarantee that he would not be suspected one day.

At that time, it would be difficult to blame Orochimaru again!

Now, there was still a pot that could be dumped.

He must cherish it!

If he misses it, there will be no more!

The most important thing was...

Aoba had already used Orochimaru's image to enter Root and ordered Root ninjas to fight against the Kumogakure ninjas outside.

This kind of thing had already made Orochimaru take the blame. Then it would be better to lock this pot to death!

Then, Aoba slowly spoke.

"Just now, in Hari's memory, I found the memory of that person entering Hari's room."

"At that time, when the stone door opened, Hari could only see the position of the ceiling and not the person who came over. He even cautiously asked "Who?" but there was no response."

"Not long after, the person walked in front of Hari. Through the black light, he could see a long black-haired ninja. He could not see the specific face, but it seemed to have a pair of snake eyes and a long tongue."

"Not only that, but he also talked to that person and mentioned "Orochimaru-sama!"

Aoba said one sentence after another. What he said was all the content in Hari's memory. He had already read the content through the Yamanaka clan mind reading secret technique. However, he planned to destroy the related memories of Hiraishin: Dorai(Flying Thunder God: Guiding Thunder) that could be directed at him later.

"Hiss..."

After hearing Aoba's words, Fugaku could not help but gasp. The surprise in his heart completely exploded at this moment.

'Orochimaru!'

'It really was Orochimaru!'

'So it really was Orochimaru!'

"I should have known it was Orochimaru a long time ago!"

Fugaku clenched his fists tightly. Now, he had already confirmed that Gasshi was Orochimaru. As Aoba spoke to this point, Fugaku had already made long reasoning and could be logically self-consistent.

First: Orochimaru disguised as Gasshi. Originally, Orochimaru's target was him, but Sekai rushed forward instead. In the end, his target fell on Sekai. He killed Sekai, took his Sharingan, and successfully shifted the blame to Kumogakure Anbu Leader Hari. He completely pulled himself out and didn't even arouse the suspicion of anyone. For no reason, he obtained a pair of three tomoe Sharingan and achieved his dream.

Second: Orochimaru was a member of Root, and it was not difficult for him to enter Root Base. After entering Root, he disguised himself as Gasshi again, wanting to kill Hari directly to silence him because Hari knew that Gasshi did not take such a mission. This could be said to be a matter that violated the principles of a ninja, which was unreasonable. Therefore, if Orochimaru wanted to be safe, he must kill Hari. Moreover, he had to kill him with the identity of Gasshi. In this way, people would think Gasshi had received some special mission.

Third: Orochimaru did not expect that Hari was only crippled and not dead. This became a thorn in his eye. If he did not get rid of him, he could not solve the worries in his heart. Because of this, when Kumogakure invaded, Orochimaru did not go to the front line to fight against Kumogakure. Instead, he entered Root and found Hari. He disguised himself as Gasshi again, killed Hari in front of everyone, and framed the Third Raikage. Finally, he quietly left.

Although Fugaku had not yet obtained the complete information, he had already analyzed Orochimaru's actions quite thoroughly.

In his opinion, this was Orochimaru's way of doing things!

If Hari had been killed by the furious Konohagakure ninja that night, then these things would not have happened.

But now, it seemed. It was still Hiruzen who was too cowardly. However, it was precisely because Hiruzen was a coward. This gave him the opportunity to investigate the truth.

Fugaku was now glad that Hiruzen had left Hari's life behind. Just now, Orochimaru had done more and more. The more he did, the more clues would be exposed. In the end, it was directly exposed.

Then...

In this way, Hari must have found some clues in the process and finally pointed the spearhead at Orochimaru.

There was no chance to investigate it. In fact, it was immature, and there was no conclusive evidence. Therefore, it was only at the level of doubt and the confirmation in his heart. It was slow to advance, and there was no way to report it to Danzo.

Even...

Was Danzo on the same side as Orochimaru?

Hari was still unclear.

This kind of feeling was too desperate!

Just thinking about it now gave Fugaku a headache. This was not a feeling that anyone could have!

"There are still a few words after them..."

At this time, Aoba's voice continued to ring out, clearly drilling into Fugaku's ears. It pull him back from his fantasy and focused his attention on him again.