Naruto: Learn the Substitution Jutsu and use it to create Star Platinum?

There were no secret codes, no notes.

He quickly swallowed the soldier's ration pills, and the outside world vanished.

Lin Yi remained lying under the bed, observing the situation.

The ninja, having finished eating the banana, lay back down in his clothes.

Outside the door, a masked ninja was also waiting quietly.

A minute passed.

The ninja on the bed, his brow trembling, lay on the bed with bandages wrapped around his neck.

Two minutes passed...

Why am I not dead yet?

The ninjas outside also frowned.

Why isn't he dead yet?

Is the medicine taking so long to work this time?

"Let's do it ourselves."

He squinted his eyes behind the mask.

The door reopened.

The cold blade slowly approached the wounded man on the bed.

He originally thought that doing so would leave traces, so he wanted to use poison to disguise it as a natural death.

For some reason, this guy hasn't been sent away yet.

But to avoid any unforeseen complications, we had no choice but to take it with us first.

The person on the bed seemed to know that the end was near, and slowly closed their eyes.

when.

The blade was blocked by an invisible force.

As expected, those who waited and waited didn't lose out.

Lin Yi slowly grinned.

Chapter 17 Poison Scheme

"You have quite the nerve to openly break into Konoha Hospital and commit violence."

Lin Yi, wearing a mask, deliberately lowered his voice as he questioned him.

Looking at the familiar outfit in front of me.

"Anbu?"

Is it someone I don't know, an imposter?

The other party remained silent, as if he hadn't seen Lin Yi, and continued to thrust at the target.

Lin Yi instantly moved to the side and easily knocked away the fake Dark Guard's weapon with a single slash.

The fake operative took a step back, his hoarse voice squeezed out from his throat.

"Since you know it's the secret service on duty, get out of here immediately, or you'll be punished as an accomplice!"

"Yeah yeah~"

The faint sarcasm made the fake ANBU member's veins throb.

Then he slashed at the injured person on the hospital bed with all his might.

Lin Yi turned his head and squinted at the bed. The injured person seemed to be frightened and didn't even have the strength to dodge.

Just as Lin Yi was about to pounce on his opponent to block the attack, the fake ANBU suddenly turned around, and a cloud of insects rushed towards Lin Yi's face.

"Wood, big, big, big, big, big!"

"Muda!"

"Mu Da Mu Da Mu Da!"

The world's shimmering form casts afterimages.

However, the other party naturally cannot see it.

All they could see were their insects dying evenly, without even touching the hem of Lin Yi's clothes.

"boom!"

Smoke rose from the spot, accompanied by a dense swarm of insects flashing by.

"Muda!"

The world ignored everything and slashed down at the smoke.

After the smoke dissipated, only a severed arm and a sharp spike held in its hand remained.

Fresh blood slowly flowed out, staining the floor red.

Lin Yi looked at the ninja on the hospital bed who seemed to be stunned by fear.

"Stop pretending, you're a Jonin after all."

The other party said nothing.

"Who is he? What have you done for them?"

Still silent.

Lin Yi's eyes flashed crimson.

"In the end, he could have killed you, so why didn't he? Wasn't that his goal?"

It seemed as if she was talking to the wounded in bed, or perhaps asking and answering her own questions.

Lin Yi could understand that the purpose of the fake secret service was to kill and silence witnesses.

Why didn't they kill him in the end?

Worried you won't be able to walk?

Lin Yi tossed the bananas around while pondering.

The person in bed is the only clue, but he's like a mute, refusing to cooperate.

"I'll come back to ask you again tomorrow; you won't be able to escape then."

After uttering those words, Lin Yi's figure slowly disappeared.

In the darkness, time slowly passed.

Fifteen minutes later, the wounded ninja on the bed let out a breath, forced himself to get up and clean up the mess.

Put the items back in their places, clean up the bloodstains, and finally pick up the severed limb and hide it in the scroll.

"It seems they're not coming."

A cold voice rang out, and Lin Yi was the first to have the world pick up the spikes on the ground.

"I'm completely baffled."

Lin Yi looked at the pale face in front of him.

"You were clearly going to be silenced, so why did he suddenly stop caring about you?"

The final attack by the fake secret service member was merely a feint; its true aim was to ambush Lin Yi.

"Moreover, you help him, or them, clean up the mess, because you don't want anyone to find out what happened today."

Lin Yi's voice was mocking.

The wounded man's face turned even paler, but he remained silent.

Let's make a simple deduction.

Lin Yi took out the banana that had been switched earlier; it was now peeled open.

"Originally, they wanted you dead, but they didn't want your death to be suspicious, so they used this medicine to suppress the wounds so that your death would be perfectly normal."

After he left, he had Platinum Star scan the banana carefully.

Under observational power more extreme than a microscope, the poison on a banana can be seen in minute detail.

"But why didn't he kill you after I showed up?"

The wounded man's face grew increasingly pale.

"Because, in front of me, he couldn't fake your death as an incurable one, so he wanted to kill me first. Even if he found out he was no match for me, he couldn't touch you, otherwise..."

Lin Yi's deep voice turned cold.

"The plan to frame White Teeth is in danger of being leaked, isn't it?"

"Do not…"

Swish——

A sound broke through the air.

The wounded soldier, who had only managed to utter one word, was unable to speak further.

He stared coldly at the person in front of him who was clutching his throat.

Lin Yi casually tossed the spikes down, making a crisp tapping sound against the floor.

"Sorry, I haven't asked your name yet, but it doesn't matter."

Lin Yi could guess what he was going to say in the end—some ridiculous explanation, perhaps that his family was being blackmailed, or perhaps that he had unspeakable suffering…

But it's none of his business.

If you touch him, he'll continue.

But dare to touch the people around him.

If you reach out, I'll chop off your hand; if you reach out, I'll cut off your head!