My Hidden Road

Most of the areas that Naoto is responsible for are less important residential areas with low economic value. They are actually slums in Yuyin Village.

Under the dense rain, there were almost no pedestrians on the road, and neon lights lit up on both sides of the street. Looking at the dilapidated Amegakure Village, Naoto thought of the term "steampunk". Amegakure Village is indeed interesting. Chaos and order intersect, and prosperity and dilapidation coexist.

, steel, pitch black without seeing the sky.

Walking in the rain, Naoto took an umbrella and took a leisurely stroll. There were sparse lights on this shabby street called "Sifang Street". Naoto walked to a watch repair shop, took back his umbrella and put it under the eaves.

"How is business?"

The middle-aged man who was carefully playing with clocks on the counter stopped what he was doing: "Which one do you want? We have many here. Do you want to use it yourself or give it to others?"

"My friend said that a clock like yours is better and very practical."

The middle-aged man raised his glasses and looked at Naoto in front of him: "I would like to ask, is your friend the one who likes fishing?"

"yes."

"Please come with me."

The middle-aged man took Naoto into the store. There were a dazzling array of clocks in the store, and they made ticking sounds. Here you can feel the passage of time best. After passing through a corridor, the two came to a toilet. The middle-aged man

Pull the rope on the water tank, and a deep passage will appear behind the toilet.

"Go inside and someone will greet you."

"Thanks."

After thanking himself, Naoto walked into the deep tunnel. After a few steps, the sound of stones rubbing against each other was heard, and the light behind him disappeared. A light bulb lit up in the tunnel. After walking through the dark and damp passage, a counter appeared in front of Naoto. On the counter, there was a man wearing clothes.

The man in waiter's uniform is making a very pleasant crackling sound on the abacus.

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

Naoto sat on the chair in front of the counter, and then took out a photo from his pocket: "Help me put this person in the reward, one million taels, and it can be deducted from my account after acceptance."

"No problem, please wait."

The photo on the table was taken away by the waiter, and then he turned around and took out a dense piece of paper for Naoto to sign. Naoto signed his name on the authorization form without thinking. This means that as long as someone can take the body in the photo to the black market for money,

Here, the person in charge only needs to verify the body to withdraw one million taels from Naoto's black market account.

The one Naoto placed a bounty on was not anyone else, but his companion, Shinta, the leader of the Amegakure patrol unit. Naoto originally planned to do it himself, but he might be suspected if he did it, and he was not sure that he would kill him with one hit, so he had to offer him a bounty.

's head.

Half an hour later...

In the watch shop facing the street, Naoto picked up the umbrella under the eaves. The middle-aged man sitting on the chair playing with a pocket watch nodded slightly to him. Naoto held up the umbrella and strode into the rain.

After this transaction, Naoto's black market account only had a few hundred thousand taels, and his savings in the past two years were basically gone, but Naoto felt that it was not a pity.

After completing this matter, Naoto continued to wander in the village. Naoto's figure appeared next to the trash can next to Sifang Street. He bent down and took out the note wrapped in a plastic bag under the compartment of the trash can.

After reading the words on the note, Naoto chuckled. He didn't want the horse to eat grass but also wanted the horse to run fast. This old fox, Danzo, really had a good plan. In this case, I will give you an important piece of information.

Naoto took the note out of the transparent plastic bag and threw it on the ground. Soon the fonts on the shredded paper became wet and blurred.

There has been no large-scale dispatch of troops from Amegakure Village recently, and with Danzo's order, Naoto guessed that Hanzo was taking the opportunity to ask for supplies from Konoha, and at the same time he seemed to be flirting with Iwagakure Village. He must have seen

Konoha was a little nervous being besieged by all the major powers.

Naoto determined that if Konoha did not come up with this supply, or did not find a solution, then Hanzo might defect and accept the conditions of Iwagakure and Sunagakure, and Konoha Village would be attacked from both sides.

Thinking about this problem, Naoto came to the place where he currently lives, which is located in an apartment in a high tower. Walking along the exposed stairs to the door, Naoto put down his umbrella and took out the key. The house was clean and simple, with nothing except the necessary furniture.

No.

Sitting on the desk in the room, Naoto wrote something on a piece of paper. After writing, he put it in a plastic bag with a satisfied smile, walked out of the house, walked across several streets and put it under the mezzanine of a trash can.

Of course, Naoto would not make things easier for the Leaf Village, so he fabricated the information that Hanzo was having a secret conversation with Iwagakure, and at the same time, he did not forget to continue asking Danzo for money.

After running around for half a day, Naoto, who had put down the information, was stopped by an rain ninja before he could even walk into the house. This man was none other than the god known as Hanzo's right-hand man. The black markings on the right side of his face were eye-catching.

memorable.

"Hanzo-sama has a task for you, come with me."

"Um."

Naoto went with him without thinking much. After returning to Amegakure Village for half a month, it was indeed time to assign himself a mission.

After walking under an iron tower, Naoto followed Mita up the stairs. Hanzo lived on the top of the highest iron tower in Amegakure Village, probably because he wanted to overlook the entire Amegakure Village.

Coming to the room where Hanzo was, Hanzo was sitting on the couch through the gauze curtain. I don’t know who he learned this tune from.

"Sir, we have brought him here."

"Um."

Mita bent down and took three steps back, then turned and left, having learned enough of the dregs of feudalism.

"It's been half a month since I returned to the village. I heard that you killed one of your subordinates on your first day. Is the rumor true?" Hanzo asked with an arrogant tone.

"true."

"Why kill him?"

Naoto knelt down on one knee and said sincerely: "He neglected his duty, deliberately murdered his superior, was unruly, and had no law. The village does not have complete laws and regulations, and there is no department that can punish his behavior. I will serve as the commander of the troops.

An officer must regulate his subordinates, so if he kills him, he is qualified to kill him."

"Forget it! This matter is indeed difficult. As you said, the village does not have a department to manage the behavior of ninjas. If you kill him, you will kill him."

Hanzo switched the phone and said: "Now there is a task that I need to ask you to do. There are ninjas missing for no reason in the southwest border area. I need you to investigate clearly. At the same time, I will send others to go with you."

"who?"

Before he finished speaking, two figures came over and knelt in front of Hanzo. "Master Hanzo, you summoned us."

"Your companions are them. You must know one of them, and you will get to know the remaining one later. The task of the three of you is to investigate the missing ninjas in the southwest border area. If there are any changes, report them immediately. In this operation, you must

Follow Gan Yu's command, and he will be the captain of both of you."

"Yes!" Naoto and the other three replied in unison.

Apart from Naoto, the remaining two people on this mission are Da Ya, who has a long-standing grudge, and Gan Yu. Gan Yu is wearing a black raincoat and shawl, a gas mask on his face, short black hair and goggles on one eye.