Qingyu walked through the dark grove and slowly walked towards the prosperous direction of the people in Konoha Village.

Be careful every step.

Make sure not to be seen by anyone.

Just as he walked to the edge of the woods, he could already hear some sounds of fighting and killing.

Through the gaps in the woods.

Qingyu could see a flashing glow in the sky at night in the distance.

This glimmer of light is the direction of the third generation of Naruto Sarutobi Hito's residence.

"This is setting fire!"

Qingyu saw it from a distance and guessed something, and then walked towards the dark streets and alleys in the opposite direction.

Those dead men who were brainwashed by Nara Takashi will inevitably go crazy and attack the third generation of Naruto Sarutobi Hinasen at all costs.

but.

After all, these dead men are limited in strength.

Even if you can catch yourself off guard, it will cause some damage to the residence of the third generation.

But it is impossible to hurt the third generation!

at last.

None of these people can survive!

This extremely bad incident of attacking the third generation, coupled with the attacker's lack of a slight respite, would definitely be killed on the spot.

"There is no ship that can carry the remnants of the old era in the era."

Qingyu went around a lot and finally returned to the Anbu dormitory under the night when no one noticed it.

...

The next day, early morning.

Qingyu woke up early, changed into a dark ninja suit, put on his cat-faced mask, and embarked on the journey to get back to work.

"Life has finally returned to normal."

Qingyu was in a very good mood, and his inner demands were greatly satisfied. He just liked this kind of quiet and simple life, did not like to participate in disputes, and did not like to be disturbed.

Although he hadn't gone to the torture department for a while, he still came to his small compartment with a familiarity.

He just came here.

I heard many noisy sounds.

Like a vegetable market.

This made a small question mark appear in Qingyu's head. When did the atmosphere in the torture department become so active?

"You're back."

It was at this time.

The stranger who was very familiar with Qingyu came over and was the captain of the guard who was responsible for escorting the suspect.

The guard captain followed two guards, holding a man who looked in his forties.

"I've left this person to you."

When the guard captain spoke, the two guards tied the man to the cross.

"OK."

Qingyu nodded.

I just came back and had work to do.

So happy!

This is even a bit impatient for Qingyu, who has been on vacation for a while.

"This man took advantage of the chaos to steal last night and was arrested by the police department. There should be no difficult place. I will send someone over here later. What happened yesterday is so messy." The guard captain complained.

"What's the matter?" Qingyu asked knowingly, like a novice who was completely unaware of it.

"Don't you know yet?" The guard captain was stunned for a moment, and then explained: "Yesterday, the three generations were attacked by some extremists, causing a lot of noise, attracting the attention of many people. This actually caused many thieves to emerge in the village!"

"So that's how it is." Qing Yu suddenly realized.

"I've left this person to you. I'll send someone else to the table. Some of them have been busy these days." The guard captain waved his hand and turned around and left. He and Qingyu were still familiar with each other, so he said a few more words.

Qingyu watched the guard captain leave without saying anything, until the latter disappeared from sight and turned to the middle-aged man.

"Take the robbery!"

Qingyu suddenly felt that this word was particularly appropriate to describe, which was the literal meaning.

"snort!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and there was no repentance on his face, but he just felt that he was in trouble.

Except him.

There are also many colleagues.

Not only was he not caught, he also escaped unscathed.

This made him feel depressed.

"I know you won't say it."

Qingyu pulled out a small stool, sat down directly, took out the prepared melon seeds from the ninja bag and started to eat them.

Crack-Crack-

Qingyu didn't even look at the man, and didn't ask anything, just sat on a small stool and ate melon seeds on his own.

“???”

The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw Qingyu's leisurely appearance.

What does this mean?

Is it a trial or not?

He wanted to delay for a while before he asked.

Some struggle.

But it is definitely impossible to fool him. He was caught on the spot.

But……

Why doesn't this person ask?

Crack-Crack-

Time passed by minute by minute, and the sound of eating melon seeds kept ringing in the small compartment.

This reverse silence in a noisy environment brings great psychological oppression to middle-aged men.

Every minute I spend is like a year.

The whole body feels itchy and uncomfortable.

finally.

After waiting for more than half an hour.

The middle-aged man couldn't hold back.

"Do you ask?" the middle-aged man said angrily.

He was trapped on the pillar.

Can't move.

It's still uncomfortable standing.

After a long time, I feel uneasy.

It’s not OK to change the posture!

If the ninja brother in front of him gave him some whip like a storm, he could also divert his attention.

The ears were full of hazy torture, but the compartment was as quiet as if it was fake, but there was also the sound of melon seeds sounding at a fixed frequency.

This feeling...

Unspeakable discomfort!

"Did you ask?"

Qingyu looked up at the middle-aged man, and did not stop eating melon seeds on his hand, as if he didn't care whether the other party was acting or not.

"I……"
To be continued...