He was in Konoha, exuding an aura of dominance.

"Pay the bill first."

"Give."

Fugaku Uchiha was prepared; there was a thick stack of envelopes.

A normal person wouldn't doubt the police department's speed in making payments. When it comes to the Uchiha clan, they are arrogant, barbaric, and rude, but they don't owe money and refuse to pay it back.

But he knew Fifty Strings' thought process; this child's thinking didn't quite match that of ordinary people.

As Igarashi left Konoha Hospital, the atmosphere in the hospital lobby visibly eased.

This is not the first time that Isogen has stepped into the police department.

Inside the police department's interrogation room, a group of Uchiha ninjas stood or sat, exuding an imposing aura. When Iggen entered, he almost thought it was a gang meeting.

The Uchiha ninja cast friendly glances at Isogen, while Hyuga Mizuki shrank behind him.

The Eighth Hokage of Uchiha, a highly respected ninja in the police department, looked at Yuuka Igarashi and nodded.

"Please."

Without any hesitation, Wu Xian took the center position, his gaze sharpened, and his domineering will surged. In just two breaths, he strode towards a merchant.

"Young ninja," the merchant said with a shrewd smile, rubbing his hands together as he was about to speak.

next second.

Snapped!

A tremendous force he had never experienced before gently caressed his cheek, and he was spun 360 degrees in mid-air before thirteen teeth detached from his gums and launched an automatic attack, slamming his face into the floor.

boom!

Before the suspects could make a move, Wu Zixian's slap landed.

A slap landed.

Snapped.

Snapped.

Snapped.

"Hmm?" Isogen tilted his head slightly, looking at the Konoha villagers who were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands.

"My lord, I am a law-abiding citizen! I am a genuine Konoha villager, and my ancestors came to Konoha with the First Hokage."

Ignoring him, Isogen turned to look at Fugaku Uchiha, who immediately understood.

"He doesn't sprinkle sesame seeds on his ramen."

Snapped!

The joyful hand still fell under the gaze of despair.

Wu Zixian paused, then said calmly, "I don't like small fry either."

The voice just fell.

"puff!"

Ignoring the newly added fountain by the police department, Igarashi turned to face the group of Uchiha ninjas.

"The first one is a spy; you should be able to handle that."

"I didn't expect it to be him. I thought it would be someone else. This guy was just someone I brought in to make up the numbers." Uchiha Yasho grinned. "Don't worry about him, leave him to me."

Interrogation is one of the Uchiha's specialties.

Upon hearing that he was a spy who had been brought in to make up the numbers, a lump of blood rose in his throat, neither rising nor falling, and his eyes widened in anger.

Before the last darkness fell, all I saw was the little devil who had slapped me and a group of police officers chatting and laughing.

It's so dark in Konoha!

…………

"Isogen-kun's abilities are truly outstanding in investigating spies."

While the team members were buffing the spy, Uchiha Fugaku chatted with Igarashi Yuuka.

To this day, he still can't figure out whether Igarashi's ability to identify spies is a bloodline limit, a special ninjutsu, or a special talent.

“The Sharingan of the Uchiha clan can easily do this.”

Fugaku Uchiha smiled helplessly, a smile tinged with resignation.

The Sharingan is indeed powerful, but it cannot be used against civilians unless absolutely necessary.

Having already made contact with higher levels, he clearly knew the Konoha leadership, especially the Konoha F4 led by Hiruzen Sarutobi, and their wariness and vigilance towards the Uchiha.

Using the Sharingan on civilians in Konoha without any reason would undoubtedly give the other side a handle to use against them if word got out.

Well, that's true, but radical Uchiha don't care where you are or what you're talking about, they'll use their Sharingan anyway. Normally, they would have used it on everyone by now.

They now have a better option, and they don't have to worry about the Konoha higher-ups causing trouble later.

Furthermore, one million is just a drop in the ocean for the Uchiha clan; using that money to build good relationships with geniuses who have entered the Naruto storyline is well worth it.

Despite their arrogance, the Uchiha clan knew exactly what they were doing.

P.S.: Stop right there! Robbery!

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Chapter 24 Two Small Fish

Isogen had no aversion to helping the police department.

The proud Uchiha clan is truly wealthy.

Konoha isn't lacking in resources for geniuses; it's just that a military base responsible for everyone is still slightly inferior to a wealthy family that has accumulated wealth over thousands of years in terms of the sheer amount of money available to an individual.

The existence of medicinal baths truly means spending money like water.

Fortunately, it wasn't just Uchiha's side business; there were also occasional financial injections from the Hyuga clan.

However, this increases personal expenses, inevitably reducing the support for the orphanage.

The thought of the orphanage cast a shadow over Fifty Strings' eyes.

Yakushi Nono has not returned to this day.

With the intensity of war decreasing in today's world, Pharmacist Nonou's life safety should not be a concern given her abilities.

But this is a ninja world fraught with danger.

Ninjas can do all sorts of incredible things, yet they can be killed by a kunai or a disease.

In the future, even the heroes of Sunagakure could be traded away as bargaining chips, and one of them committed suicide after being hit by thirty-three shuriken. Who knows if Danzo Shimura might have a moment of madness and let Dean Nono risk her life?

As he thought about this, Fifty Strings' gaze gradually became empty and dangerous, and the flow of chakra within his body accelerated.

Uchiha Fugaku was startled and quickly asked, "Isogen-kun?"

'Hmm? Captain Fugaku, is there anything else?'

"The spy has been caught, and the handover will be made to the village. The police department has no tasks for the time being. Want to go for a drink?"

“…Hmm?” Isogen tilted his head slightly.

Hinata Mizuki's eyes widened.

"Although I'm not interested in the three forbidden ninjas, but..."

Isogen raised his hand and clenched his fist in front of his eyes; it was small.

As long as the shop owner isn't blind, they should be able to tell that he's a minor. Are you, Fugaku Uchiha, planning to set a trap?

Fugaku Uchiha realized he had said something foolish and coughed lightly: "Hmm? The prisoner refuses to confess? I'll handle it!"

They ran away.

Scene shift.

The Akimichi family's barbecue restaurant.

The mountain of Thunder Country beef glistened enticingly under the bright lights, and with a sizzle on the hot plate, the oil soaked into the grill, releasing an irresistible aroma.

Fifty Strings believes that money is meant to be spent, and he spends a little bit of it every time he earns a small amount.

The main reason is that he is at the age of growth and needs to be nutritious and eat plenty of meat, so high-quality beef from the Land of Lightning became the first choice.

The thought of Yakushi Nonou being busy somewhere made him lose his mood.

When it was time to pay the bill, the chubby owner of the Akimichi clan looked at the plates on the table with curiosity: "No appetite today? You ate so little, so I'll give you an extra 10% off this time."

Wu Zixian casually waved his hand.

As a regular visitor, his treatment was far superior to that of the Konoha resident who only came occasionally.

Especially because of the first Ninja Academy War, the adults in these large families treated him better every day.

Upon hearing about the discount, a group of diners who had finished their meal immediately became dissatisfied: "Why do those two kids get a discount?"

Snapped!

A slap landed.

Wu Shixian said lazily, "The boss should give him a higher rate."

The shop manager nodded with a smile, then turned to the dizzy, unruly man and said...

"Don't even mention me, he can get discounts on everything on this whole street. What do you have to compare with him? Or are you even more handsome than him?"

After looking him up and down, the shop manager slowly shook his head: "It's an eyesore."

"Pfft! I want to file a complaint! I want to file a complaint!"

The store manager scoffed, "The police department often comes to my store for barbecue, and you're complaining about me?"

Troublemakers.