"Eighty years"
The corners of Eaton's mouth twitched again. For a moment, he did not know what to say.
"Aoba, you can do it!"
Eaton raised his right hand and wanted to pat Aoba on the shoulder.
All of a sudden.
He remembered that Aoba was not in good health.
He had just experienced a fierce warm-up exercise.
Then, he finished the three minutes training.
He was probably in a weakened state.
Suddenly.
His hand stopped in mid-air.
He did not dare to slap it down.
He doesn't want to cripple such a good subordinate!
After that.
Eaton didn't say anything. He withdrew his hand and left, brushing past Aoba.
After leaving.
Eaton recalled what Aoba had just said.
He couldn't help but feel that it was a little funny.
"Eighty years..."
"This kid really dares to say it!"
"How many ninjas can live to eighty years old?"
Eaton thought while shaking his head. He felt that there was something wrong with Aoba's knowledge of life, let alone in the Konohagakure Intelligence Division.
It seemed that he felt that he was not on the battlefield.
But in fact, he was on an even more harsh battlefield!
...
Seeing that Eaton had put down his guard against him, Aoba felt much better and directly returned to Anbu's dormitory.
After going back.
Aoba began to wash up.
He washed away the sweat on his body.
Then he washed his ninja clothes.
After all, this was over; he finally felt a trace of exhaustion.
This was the first time he felt tired after coming to the Ninja World.
"Sleep!"
Aoba did not hesitate at all, lying on the bed and entering a state of slumber.
If you want to exercise well, you have to rest well first!
Tomorrow, you still have to train and read memories!
...
The next day.
Aoba arrived at his workplace earlier than the appointed time.
Just like the day before.
The corpses had already been placed on the ground in advance.
These corpses had been dealt with by the medical ninja. The body had undergone a special process, greatly slowing the decay speed and not emitting any strange smell.
"I'll count first..."
Aoba grinned and found that this excuse was very useful. Although Yuta had not arrived yet, it did not stop him from using this reason to read memories.
One.
Two.
Three.
...
Twelve.
There were a total of twelve corpses.
Aoba touched them one by one.
Memories flooded into his mind one after another, like a downloaded movie, stored in one file after another, waiting for him to watch.
At the same time.
The System's electronic sound continuously sounded in his mind.
One by one, ninjutsu emerged into his mind.
As long as he wanted to.
It could be used at any time.
For these ninjutsu.
Aoba gradually got used to it.
He hadn't read the memories of any big shot for the time being and had not received any high-quality rewards. They were all just the five-attribute D-rank or C-rank ninjutsu.
"Let's start working!"
Aoba said this for himself and also to the air.
He lifted the topmost body.
He placed it on the cold iron bed.
Then, he stood.
He slowly closed his eyes.
In the process.
He did not use the secret technique of the Yamanaka clan but went through the memories of these people from the System in turn.
...
Half an hour later.
Yuta walked in.
He saw that Aoba had already started working, and his face revealed a gratified expression.
He did not disturb Aoba.
He picked up a corpse and began to search for memories.
...
Time passed by.
In the blink of an eye.
It was lunch break again.
However.
At this time.
Yuta was still searching through the dead memories. He still had the last corpse in his hands, and he needed to finish searching before he could rest.
Aoba was the first to open his eyes.
"As expected!"
A flash of understanding flashed through Aoba's eyes.
In the memories of these people.
There were many commonalities.
These people were all prisoners of Konoha!
These prisoners were all prisoners who were about to be released!
In all the memories.
The latest one.
It will be released in half a year!
Moreover.
In everyone's memories.
There were no abnormalities at all.
They did not argue with anyone.
They did not become enemies with anyone in prison.
Before they died, nothing unusual happened.
It was a sudden death!
It was a sudden death within a period of time!
These were all the problems!
Aoba summed up the problem, but he could not find out who was the one who did this in these memories.
Who poisoned them?
How did he poison them?
He could not get the answer to these questions in their memory.
Aoba was sure that it was not a problem of food and drink because the prisoners in the cell all had the same meal, but only these people died, and the rest did not die.
Strange!
Aoba vaguely felt something.
But he just could not identify it.
"Hu..."
At this time, Yuta exhaled heavily and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were full of fatigue.
"Did you find anything?"
Yuta looked at Aoba and asked in a low voice. There was no expectation in his tone.
He searched through the memories of these corpses.
He found many suspicious points.
However, there was no substantial breakthrough!
Thus, he did not think that Aoba would discover anything. He just asked in a normal manner.
"No."
Aoba shook his head. He maintained the posture of knowing nothing as long as Yuta did not tell him what the mission was.
"Go and rest!"
Yuta waved his hand. After this chain of memories searching, he was also very tired. He immediately went out and did not search for the corpse that Aoba had searched.
"Yes."
Aoba looked at Yuta's back and silently responded.
Lunch break.
Aoba returned to the dormitory.
He sat quietly on do push-ups and squat.
He did not run into the woods. After all, it was daytime, so he could not be too conspicuous.
...
When Aoba came back in the afternoon, there were no corpses in the room.
"Is there nothing else?"
Aoba asked Yuta doubtfully. According to what he had learned from the prisoners' memories, there should be more than a few people who had died.
"Our mission is over," Yuta said in a deep voice.
"Eh?"
Aoba was stunned. His instinctive reaction was that someone had solved the case.
This aroused his curiosity.
What exactly happened?
What was going on?
He hesitated for a moment.
So Aoba pursed his lips.
"What are we going to do next?"
Aoba still did not ask about the corpses. After all, it had nothing to do with him if it ended, and curiosity would kill the cat.
"Aren't you curious?" This time, it was Yuta's turn to be puzzled. He looked deeply at Aoba and felt that this young man was a little too innocent!
"I'm not curious!"
Aoba shook his head directly. He had already suppressed all the curious thoughts, and he was very clear that he was working in Konohagakure Intelligence Division. There were some things that he could not ask about.
The more things he knew, the more dangerous it was!
He could secretly know.
But he absolutely could not let others know that he knew...