Reborn in Konoha as the Anbu Torturer

Aoba watched the Anbu leave and then walked out of the door.

"Wait... wait... wait!"

When the middle-aged man saw that Aoba was about to leave, his eyes widened and were a little panicked.

"I haven't finished writing yet!"

The middle-aged man held the confession letter in his hand. When he was writing it, he had intentionally slowed down his hand speed, so he had not finished it yet.

"You don't have to write anymore."

The corners of Aoba's mouth curved up slightly behind the mask. He felt that this middle-aged man was quite funny.

What was this person thinking?

In the beginning, He wanted to drag it out.

Now he even dragged out a confession letter.

It's fine.

I can afford it!

Aoba just wanted to slow down the interrogation speed, because his previous speed was too fast.

It came and went quickly.

It seemed to be very efficient.

In fact, this was not good.

When it should take a long time, it should be a little longer. This way, not only would he feel more relaxed, but he would also be able to avoid some trouble.

Aoba walked towards the middle-aged man.

He snatched the confession letter from the middle-aged man and threw it to the side.

"I don't think you understand what to write. So I'll give you time to think about it. You can write it when you think it through."

As Aoba spoke, he held the rope and tied the middle-aged man up again. After tying him up, he tied him again with another rope.

After that, Aoba turned around and left.

"Huh?"

"Wait!"

"Don't go!"

"I've thought it through!"

"I know what to write!"

The middle-aged man widened his eyes, his face full of panic. He did not want to be left in this gloomy place.

However, Aoba ignored his words.

It was as if he had not heard him and left the compartment under his gaze.

Bang!...Clack!

The compartment's door was slammed shut and locked outside.

The moment the door closed.

The last light in the compartment was blocked.

It was completely dark in this quiet compartment.

"Waaaaaaaaaa!"

"Help!"

"I confess!"

"I'll tell you everything!"

"Can you not lock me up here?"

"I'm scared!"

The middle-aged man kept screaming inside the compartment. In this dark and empty environment, the pungent smell of blood was everywhere, stimulating his nerves to a great extent, making him extremely uncomfortable.

...

Aoba directly walked towards Konohagakure Intelligence Division's meeting place.

He thought as he walked.

From how Anbu Ninja called for people just now, it seemed like he wanted to call all of Konohagakure Intelligence Division's Sensory Ninjas over.

Then something must have happened.

It didn't seem like a regular meeting!

All of a sudden, Aoba vaguely sensed something, but he was not very sure. He needed to go and see what was going on.

On the way, Aoba saw many of Konohagakure Intelligence Division's ninjas.

Just like him, They all walked towards Konohagakure Intelligence Division's meeting place.

...

A few minutes later.

Aoba blended in with the crowd and followed Konohagakure Intelligence Division's Sensory Ninjas to the meeting room.

At this time, there were thirty to forty people gathered in here.

No one spoke.

They were all waiting patiently.

Aoba slowly moved to a corner and found an extremely inconspicuous position.

No matter what it was, he didn't want to get involved.

After all, his vacation had just ended, and he didn't want to be involved in something just as he came back.

Gradually.

Time slowly passed.

More and more people gathered.

It had turned into nearly a hundred people from the thirty to forty people that Aoba had just arrived. All of them were wearing masks, and their bodies were imbued with a cold and gloomy aura. No one spoke.

Another period of time passed.

Steady footsteps sounded, and a man wearing a black trench coat and sunglasses walked in.

It was Konohagakure Intelligence Division's Captain, Eaton.

Everyone's eyes all of a sudden were focused on Eaton. The originally quiet atmosphere became more serious.

"Almost everyone is here, right?"

Eaton said slowly. As he spoke, his gaze swept over Konohagakure Intelligence Division Ninjas present.

Although everyone was wearing masks, he could still determine some people's identities from the patterns on their masks.

"I have called all of you over. There is a very important special mission, and I will select some people among you. The right to choose is not in my hands, and I do not know who I will choose either. You all should prepare yourselves because you can't come back before completing it."

Eaton said to everyone. He seemed to have said something, but no one understood, and it felt no different from not saying anything.

However, these words made Aoba's face behind the mask become serious.

What mission?

Do you need to be selected to carry it out?

Can't come back before completion?

Aoba felt that this mission was very dangerous and troublesome. It was always not a good mission.

F*ck!

If he had known earlier that this would have happened.

It would be better to have another week of vacation.

Aoba suddenly felt that it was a bit rushed to come back, but this time he came back with the previous plan, which allowed him to break free from the incident of Konoha's remnants.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

All of a sudden.

A series of even more steady footsteps sounded, and it was especially clear in this quiet room.

Someone came again, without waiting for Aoba to raise his head to look over.

He heard Eaton's respectful voice.

"Danzo-sama!"

Eaton's tall body showed a 90-degree bow, then he took a step back and gave up the most important position.

Danzo?

Aoba was slightly shocked.

He thought of many possibilities.

However, he did not expect that Danzo would come to Konohagakure Intelligence Division.

Instantly.

He lowered his head slightly and made himself less conspicuous.

No matter what kind of mission it was.

He absolutely could not be picked.

...

Danzo's appearance caused the entire audience to be deathly silent. Everyone in Konohagakure's Anbu knew of Shimura Danzo's fame.

Everyone's gazes instantly converged on Danzo. Their gazes were different, revealing different emotions.

Some were excited.

Some were afraid.

Some were panicking.

Some were eager to try.

...

"Are all Sensory Ninjas here?" Danzo asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yes."

Eaton nodded and said, "You can choose as you please."

"There is no need for so many people."

Danzo calmly swept his gaze over these ninjas wearing masks and said in a low voice, "Take off your masks."

As soon as this was said.

Including Aoba, everyone took off their masks.

No one dared to disobey Danzo at this time.

One face after another entered Danzo's line of sight.

"Among you people..."

Danzo's eyes that were exposed to the outside suddenly became sharp, and a kind of aura that had been in a high position for a long time jumped out.

"Yamanaka clan, step up."