Reborn in Konoha as the Anbu Torturer

"Understood!"

Fugaku nodded at Akaru, then turned and left. He then walked out of the Konoha Military Police Force building.

After he left.

His face turned ugly.

The things that happened one after another made Fugaku suddenly realize the human heart's sinister nature.

He did not have much confidence in Akaru anymore.

First, Kenji planned to let him take the blame by tricking Aoba into going to the western forest.

Then, Akaru felt that Kenji's disappearance might be related to him.

Fugaku suddenly felt very tired.

Perhaps...

Only real relatives would not betray each other!

Fugaku's heart changed greatly at this moment. He deeply realized that the only people he could trust in the future were his wife and children.

Only them.

They would not betray him!

"I'm going to Konohagakure Intelligence Division again."

Fugaku suddenly thought of Aoba. Deep in his heart, he did not want to involve Aoba in these broken things.

After all, Kenji wanted to frame him in this way.

In addition, he had already regarded Aoba as one of his own in his heart.

Then...

He also did not wish to involve Aoba in this whirlpool.

"Fugaku!"

All of a sudden.

A hurried voice sounded.

Then a figure quickly ran to Fugaku. It was Fugaku's good friend, Sekai.

"Sekai?" There was a flash of confusion in Fugaku's eyes. He did not know why the latter suddenly found him.

"Fugaku, go back quickly. Akaru-saa is looking for you!" Sekai said.

"I just came out from Akaru-sama's place. Now I have to go to Konohagakure Intelligence Division." Fugaku thought that Sekai had not updated the news.

"No, it was just a second ago. Akaru-sama asked me to call you back. I will be going to Konohagakure Intelligence Division to call someone." Sekai said.

"You're going?" An ominous feeling rose in Fugaku's heart. He stared into Sekai's eyes and asked, "Who will you call over?"

"Yamanaka Aoba." Sekai answered directly, "This is what Akaru-sama asked me to look for."

"So that's how it is."

Uchiha suddenly smiled, and his face revealed a knowing expression.

"Sekai, you can go. I'm going back."

Fugaku said and directly returned to Konoha Military Police Force's direction.

This time.

He understood.

Akaru was suspecting him.

This made him very disappointed.

Sure enough.

Not saying Madara's name and the stone tablet were the right things.

...

Aoba was studying the young man tied to a wooden pillar in Konohagakure Intelligence Division.

He now had a profound medical theory, but he lacked practical experience; he could practice it here.

However.

He did not have the conscience to give the experimental subjects any anesthetic.

If it hurts, then it hurts!

They've all come to Konohagakure Intelligence Division.

So experiencing this kind of thing was normal.

In any case...

They won't die anyway.

When Aoba attacked these prisoners, he first read the memories of the other party and then chose how to attack according to the other party's situation.

For this person who came from outside of the village to Konoha and was so arrogant.

Of course, Aoba had to teach him a lesson.

"So the chakra pathways are like this!"

Aoba used his chakra to cut the chakra pathways of this young man while he lowered his head to study as if he was doing some research.

"Woo..."

The young man was in so much pain that his forehead was covered in sweat. This pain was like an ant crawling on his nerves, constantly stimulating his senses.

However, the level of pain was not so severe that he would immediately faint.

He wanted to struggle, but the rope was too tight.

He wanted to roar but was unable to make a sound.

The entire process was extremely uncomfortable.

Gradually.

Time slowly passed.

"It's about time."

Aoba felt that he had accumulated enough practical experience. If he continued to do it, it would be abuse.

"It's time to put back the parts on your body."

The Chakura no Mesu(Chakra Scalpel) looked like a sewing needle in Aoba's hand. His fingertips, surrounded by thin chakra threads, slowly penetrated the young man's skin and sewed up the broken parts.

Demon!

This was a demon!

The young man was completely in fear. He could clearly feel the pain in his body, but he could not make a sound. He could only look at Aoba with fear in his eyes.

After this incident.

This young man no longer dared to provoke Konohagakure's people.

His impression of the Konohagakure Intelligence Division had changed dramatically.

A group of demons lived here!

...

A few minutes later.

Aoba finished stitching up the wound on this youth's arm then he raised his left hand and used Shōsen Jutsu(Mystical Palm Technique).

Hum Hum Hum Hum Hum...

A chakra fluctuation spread out from Aoba's palm and directly covered the youth's arm. With extremely powerful chakra, the youth's wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's time for your throat."

Aoba looked up at the young man and instantly noticed the fear in the young man's eyes.

"This is your vocal cords."

Aoba shook the two strips of meat in his left hand in front of the young man.

"If you cooperate with me, I will put this cute little thing back into your neck. If you move around, you might be in pain even more. Do you understand?" Aoba asked.

"Woo..." The young man stammered and nodded, indicating that he understood what Aoba meant.

"Raise your head," Aoba said indifferently, and his tone revealed a trace of unquestionable tone.

The young man was afraid.

However, he dared not disobey Aoba.

He could only raise his head reluctantly.

He then revealed his throat.

"I'm going to start."

Aoba suddenly stretched out his right hand, and his palm was suffused with tyrannical chakra energy. It was Chakura no Mesu(Chakra Scalpel).

A light blue light appeared on the palm of Aoba.

After this light appeared.

The young man's body could not help but tremble. The fear in his heart was spreading.

Now he feels he has PTSD and could not look straight at Chakura no Mesu(Chakra Scalpel) and Shōsen Jutsu(Mystical Palm Technique) anymore. Even if he encountered any problems in the future, he would not dare to look for medical ninjas.

Aoba saw the young man's expression and could not help but want to laugh. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask and did not need to control his facial expression too much. He just needed to control his eyes.

Swish!

Aoba controlled Chakura no Mesu(Chakra Scalpel) to cut through the young man's throat.

He then stuffed the vocal cords into their original position and quickly sewed them up before it bleed.

Immediately after.

A stream of chakra containing life energy spread to the young man's throat.

He healed the young man's wound bit by bit.

Not long after.

Aoba finished everything.

Then, he stitched up the wound on the young man's throat again and completed the vocal cord muscle recovery operation.

"Try to speak slowly."

Aoba looked at the young man in front of him and suddenly thought of something he had seen before. He didn't know whether it was from a piece of news or a joke.

A boy found a girlfriend who studied medicine. After being stabbed several times, he fell into a pool of blood. During the rescue, they found that every knife cut perfectly avoided the vital part.

Aoba now had this kind of feeling.

One of the most basic conditions for him to use these prisoners to conduct experiments was to be sure that these people would not die in his hands.

"Woo..."

The young man shook his head repeatedly. He did not dare to speak at all. Now, his throat felt like it was on fire. The pain was unbearable. His Konohagakure Intelligence Division's experience was like a nightmare to him. He did not want to experience it again.

"Try it. If there are any problems, I will treat you again. If there are no problems, you can write a confession letter." Aoba turned around and went to the drawer not far away to take out the confession book.

"I... write..."

The young man seemed to be afraid to speak. He stared at the confession book as if he saw a life-saving straw.

Hurry up and leave this place.

This place was too terrifying!

The young man felt that every second he stayed here was torture.

If he stays here for a few more days.

He was afraid that he would die here!

...

After the young man wrote the confession letter, Aoba handed him to the prison guard, and then the compartment became silent again.

Just when Aoba thought that the next target was coming, hurried footsteps sounded outside his compartment.

"Aoba, are you there?"

A low voice came from outside his compartment. The owner of the voice was Eaton.

"Captain Eaton?" Aoba was stunned for a moment and immediately got up to greet him.

"It's good that you're here."

Eaton breathed a sigh of relief and quickly entered the compartment while closing the door behind him.

"Aoba, something is going on outside. You stay inside in this compartment. Don't go anywhere; leave the rest to me." Eaton seemed to have the demeanor of a big brother.

"What do you mean?" Aoba was stunned for a moment and did not understand what was happening.

"Konoha Military Police Force's people are here again. I don't know what kind of wind they got. They are calling you over to help them read some memories." Eaton said in a deep voice.

"Oh."

Aoba immediately responded and quickly turned his head.

Didn't Fugaku just leave?

Why did he find him again?

Could it be because he had said the name 'Madara-sama'?

Aoba calculated in his heart, but he did not say these words. After all, he had just recognized Eaton as his big brother.

If something happened, look for big brother!

This was what Eaton said!

Then what was there for him to worry about?

No matter what was waiting for him, there was a big brother supporting him, and the benefits of this big brother are reflected as soon as he recognizes it.

"Big Brother Eton, I'll leave this matter to you. I don't want to have any contact with Konoha Military Police Force," Aoba said.

"Don't worry, this kind of thing about Konoha Military Police Force has never happened before. They are simply bullying us, Konohagakure Intelligence Division. I am here, so don't come out. I will come and find you when I am done!" Eaton warned Aoba.

"Okay."

Aoba smiled and nodded, but his smile was covered by the mask.

He was very clear.

Unless it was absolutely necessary.

It was better not to go to Uchiha's clan.

There was a group of red-eyed lunatics there, and no one could guarantee what they could do!

After all.

The people of this clan.

They were ruthless.

They could even destroy their own clans!

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