I became the head of the Uchiha clan

"Fugaku, is it possible that the other party already knew that Mikawa was exposed? After all, Mikawa's story has spread throughout Konoha." Sanada said.

"I don't rule out this possibility. I will personally visit Shanshui Village. You can bring more members of the guard team out and monitor it together with another information transfer place.

If a suspicious ninja appears, arrest him immediately."

Sanada nodded.

Fugaku said hello to the others and disappeared with a teleportation technique. Shanshui Village was not far from Konoha. It had appeared in his sight for nearly an hour.

The population of Shanshui Village is not large, unlike Konoha. There are tens of thousands of ninjas alone. Konoha as a whole is more like a city than a village.

There are more than 300 villagers in Shanshui Village, most of whom are civilians. It is not easy to find a lurking spy among the 300 people.

With a transformation technique, an ordinary civilian appeared on the spot and sneaked into Shanshui Village. There was no news about Mikawa in Shanshui Village. After all, there were no ninjas in the village and they didn't pay much attention to the news about Konoha.

The village chief of Shanshui Village is named Yan Hehe, and he takes several strong men from the village out hunting every day.

At this time, Yanhe was returning with several villagers, carrying prey on his back, looking very happy.

The Sharingan glanced over and found that these villagers who had gone out had very little chakra and had not yet reached the most basic genin level.

Fugaku walked directly towards Iwawa. The moment he looked at him, his Sharingan had already hypnotized him.

"Village Chief, I have something to tell you."

Yanhe nodded, showing no signs of being hypnotized.

The two walked directly out of the village and approached a dense forest next to the village.

Fugaku turned around and looked directly into his opponent's eyes with his Sharingan.

"Let me ask you, has there been any missing persons in your village recently or has anyone died suddenly?"

"No."

Fugaku nodded, the other party might still be hiding in the village.

"Are there any villagers in Shanshui Village who are unwilling to communicate with other people and seem a bit mysterious?"

"There is one man named Yuancang. He rarely leaves home except when purchasing daily necessities and food."

Fugaku nodded and said, "Take me to Motokura's house."

"good."

Yuancang lives in a remote corner of the village, and rarely interacts with others, so the neighbors are unfamiliar to him.

Fugaku gave the village chief the order to go home and sleep, turned around and appeared in Motokura's yard with a teleportation technique.

The moment Fugaku appeared in the courtyard, a black shadow rushed towards Fugaku at an extremely fast speed.

The Sharingan glanced at the opponent. The chakra in his body was strong, and he had at least the strength of a Jonin. The kunai quickly passed by, wanting to directly deal with Fugaku.

Although the opponent's attack was fast, he could see it clearly with the insight of Sharingan. He avoided the opponent's attack sideways, and the kunai suddenly penetrated the opponent's body from below.

In just the first round, the opponent was severely injured, and the blood donation instantly dyed the opponent's clothes red.

"You are the crow, and Mikawa is Ishimaru. He has abandoned the dark side and gone to Konoha. He has already explained everything about you.

You'd better surrender and be captured, maybe you still have a chance to survive, otherwise you'll just die."

Crow covered the wound, his face turned pale, and he sneered: "Since I can come out as a spy, I have no intention of going back alive. Mu Chuan should have been exposed himself.

But if you want to get information from me, it’s just a dream.”

Fugaku's face remained calm as the writing wheel spun rapidly and turned into a kaleidoscope in the blink of an eye, directly looking into the crow's eyes.

The crow's eyes only struggled for a while, and then were submerged in the illusion of the kaleidoscope.

"How many intelligence agents do you have in the Fire Country?"

"I don't know, I'm only responsible for the Muchuan line."

Fugaku nodded, knocked the crow unconscious, a signal popped up in the sky, and soon several guards appeared in the yard.

"This is the spy crow on the streets of Hemu Chuan. Take him back to Konoha."

Crow has very little information, and Iwagakure's spies basically have one-way communication. It is basically impossible to uncover a large number of spies through one line.

The guard couldn't ask too many questions and handed it over to the interrogation department. After a week, they still couldn't ask anything useful. In the end, they could only conduct a memory search, which directly led to the death of the other party.

From rumors to spies, from hustle and bustle to tranquility, Konoha has returned to its former liveliness, and the scale of the four-nation melee in the Land of Rain is gradually becoming smaller. Even the big countries cannot withstand such intense consumption after a long period of fierce fighting.

It takes several years for a ninja to graduate and become a qualified ninja.

On the battlefield, it may only take a few days to kill a qualified ninja.

A year passed slowly in this peaceful life, and in the thirtieth year of Konoha, Fugaku spent his fifteenth birthday.

In the back mountain of Konoha, Fugaku sat cross-legged, trying hard to sense the spatial coordinates in front of him. After a year of practice, the effect was not very obvious.

The sense of space is not easy to comprehend just by spending time. It also requires the occasional flash of inspiration.

Tomorrow is the day when the two disciples of the Third Generation, Tsunade and Orochimaru, will return to the village. The two consultants will be responsible for replacing them.

A large number of villagers were already waiting outside the village early in the morning. The third generation led the elders and the heads of various Konoha departments, including the captain of the guard Uchiha Tenjo, came out of the village to greet him.

These returning Konoha ninjas are all heroes of Konoha. The three disciples of the Third Generation have been stationed on the battlefield of the Land of Rain for more than a year, giving Konoha a clear advantage and its reputation in the village has greatly increased.

As two of the four frontline commanders, Hatake Sakumo and Jiraiya have already rotated once, and this time only Tsunade Orochimaru is the one.

In one month's time, the latest class of the Ninja School will graduate, Tsunade's younger brother Naoki, and Fugaku's fiancée Uchiha Mikoto will both graduate.

The purpose of the rotation of the two of them was also relatively clear. Naoki was apprenticed to Orochimaru. As the grandson of the first generation, Naoki had high hopes from many people when he was born.

Fugaku blended in with the crowd and followed the crowd out of the village, arriving at the open space at the entrance of the village.

In the distance, black shadows were seen quickly moving through the forest, and the crowd cheered loudly.

Fugaku could feel the contagiousness of this cheering. If it were the original Fugaku, he might have joined many villagers in cheering for the Sannin and cheering for the future of Konoha.

Cheers resounded throughout Konoha, and people continued to take to the streets to send blessings to the returning ninjas, with happy smiles on people's faces.

However, there are still many civilians who smile very reluctantly. They are all family members of those who died in the war, and their relatives did not wait for such a bright moment.

The noisy day passed quickly. At night, in a civilian house at the north corner of Konoha Village, two somewhat mysterious figures were talking.