Reborn in Konoha as the Anbu Torturer

"..."

When Yuta heard Aoba's words, he was speechless.

This newcomer was too dull!

It felt like he had no motivation at all!

Or...

He had no sense of curiosity at all!

After searching through the memories of so many corpses, did he not find anything special about them?

Wasn't he curious about how these people died?

Yuta looked at Aoba in a daze.

He felt like he had punched cotton.

Every time he chatted with Aoba, he would feel this way.

This was the feeling!

No matter what happened, Aoba was not interested...

"The work here is over."

Yuta shook his head helplessly and waved to Aoba.

"Come with me."

After saying that.

Yuta took a step forward and walked out.

"Yes."

Aoba responded and followed behind Yuta, looking very calm.

However.

His heart was not completely calm.

There were several small question marks on his head.

What happened during the lunch break?

They were still searching for the corpse's memories in the morning. So why does it suddenly end in the afternoon?

Had the mystery really been solved?

Or had something else happened?

After all, things had happened too suddenly.

Aoba did not expect that the matter he had been investigating for the past two days would mysteriously end.

Of course.

He would not reveal the doubts in his heart!

On the surface, he was a person who was not curious about anything and did not care about anything.

Not long after.

Yuta brought Aoba to a small compartment next to the small black room.

The area of the compartment was very small.

It could only accommodate three or four people standing.

Moreover, it was very dark.

In the corner, there were some torture instruments stained with blood.

"Aoba."

"From now on, this compartment belongs to you!"

"When there is no mission to search for memory."

"You interrogate the prisoner who was sent to Konoha's prison here."

Yuta said to Aoba. Even he did not expect that things would change so quickly that the work of searching the memory of the corpse stopped.

"Yes."

Aoba immediately nodded and did not say anything unnecessary. He had no objections or doubts and completely listened to the arrangements of his superiors.

"I know that your ability is not enough. When you are here, train your interrogation skills well, and it will be useful in the future!"

After Yuta finished speaking, he turned and left.

The moment he turned around.

There was a lonely expression on his face.

Things had deviated from their original plan.

It was to the extent that they did not have any corpses to search for their memories.

At least after discussing with Captain Eaton, they would transfer a portion of the Sensory Ninjas to Interrogation Division. They would wait until they had a mission to read memory before going back.

After all, Torture and Interrogation Force had limited personnel.

Sometimes, they had to adjust their positions.

Moreover.

Through this opportunity.

Yuta also wanted to make Aoba more comprehensive.

After all, continuing to search for memories would consume a lot of energy.

Currently, among Konohagakure Intelligence Division's members.

Aoba did not have any special characteristics.

But he was the one with the least ambition!

...

Aoba watched as Yuta left, feeling even more puzzled.

Something was wrong!

Just two days ago.

From Eaton's performance,

He was obviously ready to go all out.

But...

The change was a little sudden!

This was definitely not arranged in advance!

If Eaton wanted him to develop in the direction of the interrogation, he would not let him follow Yuta to search for the corpse's memories.

All of a sudden.

Aoba found it very strange.

He seemed to have overlooked something.

For the time being, he had not thought of it.

...

About twenty minutes later.

At the door of the compartment, a few guards approached with a prisoner.

In front of Aoba, they tied this person to the wooden column very skillfully.

"He stole from the market and refused to admit it after being caught. Think of a way to make him confess everything."

The leader of the guards gave a simple explanation to Aoba and then left with the other guards.

The whole process was cold and indifferent.

It could be seen.

This was the daily routine of the guard.

"Steal?"

Aoba's dark pupils focused on the bound man through the peephole of the cat's face mask.

This man looked to be around forty years old and wore coarse linen clothes. One could tell that he was just an ordinary person and not a ninja with just a glance.

The man seemed to have not heard Aoba's words, and he did not say a word and remained silent.

"Interesting."

The corners of Aoba's mouth curled up slightly behind the mask. He never thought that there would be a time when he would interrogate a person.

Konohagakure Intelligence Division was really a magical place.

He could not even think of it.

Wait until he stays here for a few years.

He will definitely become Konohagakure Intelligence Division's all-powerful ninja!

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it."

Aoba shook his head and walked towards the middle-aged man step by step. His tone was very calm, without any threat, and it did not seem like he was interrogating him.

It was just through the tone.

The middle-aged man confirmed in his heart that the masked Anbu Ninja in front of him was a rookie.

In addition to the tone of the voice.

He was not old.

I'm afraid he hasn't even grown a single hair!

Instantly.

He was as if he had taken medicine that could calm his heart. His heart was calm and unhurried, and he didn't put Aoba in his eyes at all.

"I wonder if it's luck or misfortune for you to be assigned here..."

Aoba walked in front of the middle-aged man, his pitch-black pupils flashing with a bright light.

"You won't suffer any physical pain."

"But you can't hide anything you have done."

"Because..."

"Memory won't lie!"

As Aoba spoke, he raised his right hand and pressed it on the middle-aged man's head.

Hum!

In an instant.

Aoba's body slightly trembled.

This person's memory was like a movie downloaded into his mind.

"Ding Dong! Memory Reading Succesful! Obtained, chakra increased!"

A crisp electronic prompt sounded in Aoba's mind.

At the same time.

There was a warm current in his body.

The amount of chakra he could mobilize had increased.

"Matsuda Ken'ichi."

"Male."

"Forty-two years old."

"Not married."

"Living in Konohagakure No. 109 street."

"This morning, You first stole two boiled eggs from the old granny at the market."

"Then you stole a string of candied haws from the stall when the owner was unprepared."

"In the end, you were discovered when you were stealing money from the Pork Shop in the market."

"So you were a repeat offender!"

Aoba said slowly and almost reported the identity number of this middle-aged man.

"You..."

When the middle-aged man heard what Aoba said, his face suddenly changed, and his round eyes were full of shock.

"You what? Let's change to another cell more suitable for you." Aoba said casually.