When Danzo saw everyone's reaction, his expression became even more unsightly.
The corpse called Koshiro had already been taken away.
There were only five corpses left. But they didn't find anything.
"Bring in the following two batches!"
Danzo waved his hand, and as his voice fell, the Root Ninjas quickly carried ten corpses in.
"Now speed up; each of you will read the memories of the two corpses. The time limit is still two hours, and then exchange them. I will come back at night."
"If any of you find any information, tell me immediately. The people who provide the information will get unexpected rewards."
"But..."
"If you haven't found anything!"
"Then all of you, get lost!"
After saying this, Danzo directly turned around and left. Following him, the Root Ninjas carried the five corpses that had already read their memories back.
Then.
The iron gate of the room was slammed shut.
After that, the teams began to discuss in low voices.
"It seems that this is our last chance. There are a total of 10 corpses. If Midori and his team have not left, there should be 12 corpses. According to what Danzo-sama said, there are still four more batches. They should not be sent over again if we found nothing." Izumi analyzed in a low voice. Even he was not clear whether he was envious of Midori or felt that something would happen to Midori.
"Don't worry about so much. Let's look at the scene in front of us. After searching through the memories of these 10 corpses, I feel that I am going to die soon." Shinichi looked at the corpses carried in on the stretchers and could not help but feel a headache. The continuous high-intensity use of the Mind Reading Secret Technique had already made his body a little tired.
"That's right..." When Izumi saw these corpses, his desire to rush in immediately dropped.
"I'll go first."
Aoba said first, then walked past Izumi and Shinichi towards the two corpses.
Izumi and Shinichi did not react at all. They were already used to it. In their group, Aoba was just a bystander!
When each corpse was carried over, it was always Aoba who took the lead in raising his gun and then surrendered in less than three minutes.
It could be said that it didn't have much effect; it was simply useless!
In the eyes of the two of them, it didn't matter if Aoba went first or even if he didn't go. But going first still shows his attitude.
Aoba walked to the side of the two corpses.
He raised his right hand, touched the first corpse, and then touched the second one.
In an instant, two different memory fragments poured into his mind.
At the same time, the clear prompt of the Mind Reading System rang out in Aoba's mind, and he received two more ninjutsu.
"En..."
Aoba quickly browsed through the memories of these two people, but there was no information about Takashi coming to find him.
There was no problem.
It was the same as what he had guessed.
Takashi did not tell anyone about this matter. Other than Ikuto, no one knew the so-called "person".
Aoba's mood relaxed. After using the Mind Reading Secret Technique and rubbing the bodies of the two corpses a few times, he immediately put on a tired appearance and directly retreated.
...
The mind-reading time was long and boring. After losing their initial enthusiasm, these Sensory Ninjas already felt that they would not be able to find any clues.
Two hours later, then another two hours later ...
Unknowingly, ten hours passed.
The heads of these ten corpses had already been touched by Aoba, and he had obtained ten different ninjutsu, so his harvest was quite rich.
The other ninjas were so tired that they did not even have the strength to speak.
Of course.
In their eyes, Aoba was even more tired than them.
The continuous reading of memories made every ninja present mentally and physically exhausted.
In the darkroom, only the candlelight shone a faint light. If not for the two hours notification, everyone would not even know what time it was now.
Step, step, step...
The familiar footsteps stepped in and immediately attracted everyone's attention again.
Danzo, dressed in dark green clothes, walked in and appeared in front of everyone again.
"Have you found any clues?"
Danzo asked coldly. His sharp eyes swept across everyone. In fact, he had already known the result before he asked this question.
After all, he had already warned them.
They would definitely report it directly like Midori if anyone found any clues.
But in ten hours, no one reported anything.
Danzo had already realized in his heart that these people who could be sent out to be a sacrifice at any time did not have any information.
The scene was silent, and no one dared to speak.
"Mission ended."
Danzo's tone was still very cold. He knew it was useless to keep these people here to read memories.
After borrowing for such a long time, Konohagakure Intelligence Division did not say anything.
However, if they continued to read memories with such a high intensity, he was afraid something would go wrong.
It would be fine if there was important information...
But there was nothing now.
There was no need to take the risk.
"You can get lost now!"
Danzo waved his hand impatiently at the crowd and turned around to leave. These Sensory Ninjas were no longer useful to him.
Following Danzo's departure, everyone had a relaxed expression on their faces.
The vast majority of people felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They thought that this was not a place for opportunities. It was more like they had been locked up in prison.
"Unfortunately, we missed it..." Izumi sighed helplessly. Until the end, he did not find any more information about Uchiha.
"It's not a pity, it's not a pity. It's good that nothing has happened. I have been really uneasy recently!" Shinichi said with a smile. His expression became much more relaxed.
"Brother Izumi, Brother Shinichi, I'll go first."
Aoba greeted the two of them, then took the lead and walked towards the room entrance.
He did not care what this meant to them.
For him, this place was a dangerous land.
Fortunately, there were no problems.
"Aoba, what are you going to do?" Shinichi could not help but ask.
"Eat."
Aoba patted his stomach and said without turning back. His stomach was indeed a little hungry now.
The Root provided Military Rations Pills. However, that thing was not delicious at all. It was like a compressed biscuit, a simple and crude way to alleviate hunger.
"This Aoba, this is the only thing he's good at. First place in eating!" Izumi complained weakly. In his mind, Aoba had been doing nothing the whole time.
Aoba did not care about Izumi's ridicule. When he walked out of Konoha's prison, he instantly felt a cool breeze blowing on his body, making him feel much more comfortable.
"Let's go have fun with Ramen Ichiraku Noodle House!"
Aoba immediately made a decision. He was ready to go to Teuchi's place to have a full meal and then go back to sleep. Working 30 hours straight, even he was exhausted.