Reborn in Konoha as the Anbu Torturer

"Eighty years?!"

Morino Yiton's mouth twitched hard again, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Qingyu, come on!"

Iton Morino raised his right hand to pat Aoyu on the shoulder.

suddenly.

He thought of Qingyu's poor health.

I just went through a strenuous warm-up exercise.

Then he quickly ended the practice within three minutes.

I'm afraid he is in a weak state.

Suddenly.

His hand stopped in mid-air.

I didn't dare to take pictures.

Don't cripple such an enlightened subordinate!

immediately.

Morino Itun said nothing, retracted his hand, left directly, and passed by Qingyu.

After leaving.

Iton Morino thought about what Aoyu just said.

Can't help but feel a little funny.

"Eighty years..."

"This boy is so brave!"

"How many ninjas can live to be eighty years old?"

Iton Morino shook his head as he thought about it, feeling that Qingyu had a problem with his understanding of life, let alone in the torture department.

Doesn't seem to be on the battlefield.

But we are actually on a harsher battlefield!

…

Seeing that Morino Iton had let down his guard against him, Aoba felt much better and went straight back to the ANBU's dormitory.

After going back.

Qingyu started to wash up.

Wash the sweat off your body.

Then he cleaned the ninja uniform again.

After all this was over, I finally felt a little tired.

This was the first time he felt tired since coming to the ninja world.

"sleep!"

Qingyu didn't hesitate at all and fell asleep while lying on the bed.

If you want to exercise well, you must first rest!

Tomorrow I have to do the work of reading memory and exercising!

…

The next day.

Qingyu arrived at his studio earlier than the agreed time.

Same as the day before.

The bodies have been placed on the ground in advance.

These corpses were all processed by the medical team, and special procedures were carried out on the body, which greatly slowed down the rate of decay and did not emit any peculiar smell.

"Let me count first..."

Qingyu grinned and found that this excuse was very useful. Although Yamanaka Yuta had not arrived yet, it did not prevent him from using this excuse to read the memory.

one.

two.

Three.

…

twelve.

Twelve bodies in total.

Qingyu touched them one after another.

Scene after scene of memories poured into his mind, like downloaded short movies, stored in one folder after another, waiting for his blessing.

at the same time.

Ding Dong’s electronic beeps kept ringing in his mind.

Each ninjutsu was integrated into his thoughts.

As long as he wants.

Ready to use.

For these ninjutsu.

Qingyu gradually got used to it.

I haven't read any big boss's memories yet, and I haven't received any high-quality rewards. They are all D-level and C-level ninjutsu with five attributes.

"Get to work!"

Qingyu said this for himself, but also for the air.

He lifted the top body.

Placed on a cold iron bed.

Then pose.

Close your eyes slowly.

During this process.

He did not use the secret skills of the mountain clan, but went through the memories of these people one by one.

…

Half an hour later.

Yamanaka Yuta walked in.

He saw that Qingyu had already started working, with an expression of relief on his face.

Qingyu was not disturbed.

He lifted a corpse and began to search for memories.

…

Time passed by minute by minute.

In the blink of an eye.

It’s lunch break time again.

but.

Now this time.

Yamanaka Yuta is still searching for memories. He still has the last corpse in his hands and needs to finish the search before he can rest.

Qingyu was the first to open his eyes.

"really!"

A flash of understanding flashed in Qingyu's eyes.

in the memories of these people.

Have many things in common.

These people are all prisoners in Konoha's cell!

These prisoners are all prisoners who are about to be released from prison!

in all memories.

The latest one.

He will be released after serving his sentence in half a year!

and.

In everyone's memory.

Nothing unusual at all.

No arguing with anyone.

There is no enmity with anyone in prison.

Nothing particularly unusual happened before death.

Totally sudden death!

Or a sudden death within a concentrated period of time!

These are all questions!

Qingyu summed up the pattern, but was unable to find the person who did this in these memories.

Who gave the poison?

How was it poisoned?

These questions are not known at all in memory.

Qingyu was certain that it was not a matter of diet, because all the prisoners in the cell had the same diet, but only these people died, and the rest did not.

strangeness!

Qingyu vaguely felt something.

But I just can’t say it.

"call……"

At this time, Yamanaka Yuta exhaled heavily and slowly opened his eyes, with a strong look of fatigue in his eyes.

"Did you find anything?"

Yamanaka Yuta looked towards Qingyu and asked in a deep voice, without any expectations in his tone.

He explored the bodies' memories.

Many doubts were discovered.

But there is no substantial breakthrough!

Therefore, he didn't think Qingyu would find anything, he just asked routinely.

"No."

Qingyu shook his head. He maintained his attitude of pretending to die as long as Yamanaka Yuta didn't tell him what the mission was.

"Go and rest!"

Yamanaka Yuta waved his hand. After this continuous memory search, he was also very tired, so he walked out directly without looking for the corpse that Qingyu had searched for.

"yes."

Qingyu looked at Yamanaka Yuta's back and silently responded.

Lunch break time.

Qingyu returned to the dormitory.

Sit quietly and do push-ups and squat jumps.

He didn't go running in the woods. After all, it was daytime and he couldn't be too conspicuous.

…

When Qingyu came back in the afternoon, there was no body in the house.

"no yet?"

Qingyu asked Yuta Yamanaka in confusion. According to what he learned from the memories of those prisoners, there should be many more people who died.

"Our mission is over." Yamanaka Yuta said solemnly.

"ah?"

Qingyu was stunned for a moment. His instinctive reaction was that someone had solved the case.

This piqued his curiosity.

What happened?

what is going on?

He hesitated for a moment.

Qingyu pursed his lips.

"What do we do next?"

Qingyu still didn't ask about these corpses. After all, it had nothing to do with him after all. Curiosity would kill the cat.

"Aren't you curious?" This time it was Yamanaka Yuta's turn to be confused. He looked deeply at Qingyu and felt that this boy was a bit too Buddhist!

"Not curious!"

Qingyu shook his head directly. He had suppressed all curious thoughts. He knew very well that when working in the torture department, there were some things that he couldn't ask more questions about.

The more you know, the more dangerous it is!

He can know quietly.

But he must not let others know that he knows...