An hour later, Uchiha Fukuyama stood in his office, through the glass window, watching Fugaku and Yasuo leave with a smile and a smile, like a pair of brothers, his face was complicated.

Will it change the villagers' perception of the police force?

Can the estrangement accumulated over decades really break the ice with a small movie?

This is something that neither the Ninja God nor Madara has accomplished, so why is this little imp so confident?

But the story of "Infernal Affairs" is really good......

Speaking of which, when I was young, in order to arrest drug lords, I also went undercover to endure it......

Fukuyama sighed, not knowing if he had made the right decision.

"Knock knock!"

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

"Report to the captain, I just got the news that last night, an important forbearance equipment was stolen from the dark department, and the elder of the regiment asked our police force to immediately investigate the sensitive area, and if they encounter suspicious elements, they will all be taken into custody!"

Listening to the news brought by his subordinates, Fukuyama frowned:

Throwing the most troublesome errand that offends people to our police department again, damn the Tuanzang puppet!

Even though he was extremely dissatisfied in his heart, Fukuyama still waved his hand: "Pass the order, all the police forces are assembled!" ”

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The Land of Wind, Sand Hidden Village.

Located in the southwest corner of the continent, the country of wind is the largest country in the ninja world.

However, since most of the land is desert, the population of the Land of Wind is only half that of the Land of Fire, and the level of wealth is incomparable.

Even in Shayin Village, water is an extremely precious thing, and no one will waste it easily.

However, in the middle of a delicate mansion on the edge of the village, there is a lake surrounded by willow trees.

A woman is holding an umbrella cover and concentrating on fishing.

Maybe the lake is too small, or maybe the wind is not smooth, and most of the day the fish protection is still empty.

"Sister, Kazekage-sama is looking for you."

The arrival of a middle-aged man shattered the tranquility of the small lake.

"Ebizo, didn't you tell that Shamon guy I was fishing, if it wasn't something important, I wouldn't let you go easily."

The middle-aged man wiped his sweat and said to his sister: "It is indeed a very urgent matter, the Ministry of Intelligence transported a strange ninja from Konoha overnight, and it is difficult to analyze the purpose of this ninja with my knowledge." ”

"Oh, Konoha's ninja gear? That's kind of interesting, I hope your intelligence department can really get something good. ”

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When Chiyo and Ebizo packed up a little, they set off for the Kazekage Building.

A red-haired boy sneakily looked around, and when he was sure that no one had noticed, he ran out of the house quietly.

As the only son of Chiyo and Liedou, Chira has lived a worry-free life since he was a child, and has the cultivation resources of a puppeteer who is popular with others.

But even Chiyo's mother didn't know that Chira wasn't actually happy.

For no other reason, Qianluo actually doesn't like the puppet technique he learned since he was a child.

In fact, Chiyo knew about her son's complaints in the early years, but which child likes to practice since she was a child, she didn't take it seriously.

As she grew older, Qianluo no longer complained, but she was just passively learning her mother's rich knowledge of puppets and poisoning.

Today, seeing that her mother and uncle are busy, Chira's throbbing ninja spirit is rekindled.

In an empty sandstone wasteland outside Shayin Village, the scorching sun dragged Qianluo's shadow for a long time, but Qianluo didn't feel the heat at all.

Energetically, he took a scroll from his bosom and carefully laid it on the blazing ground.

"Sure enough, I still prefer psychic scrolls, it's so handsome compared to a stupid puppet!"

Years ago, the leader of the Land of Rain, demigod Hanzo, came to the village of Sand Hidden to negotiate a land dispute.

Chira didn't know what the outcome of the negotiation would be, but the huge body of Sansho Uoi Fushi left an extremely deep impression on the young man.

After that, a seed gradually sprouted in Chira's heart.

However, in the eyes of his mother Chiyo, for a great puppeteer, the puppet is his power, and the kind of psychic beast is just a boring trick.

She didn't want her precious son to spend his talent and energy on such a boring thing.

"I must succeed today!"

A week ago, Chira had found the psychic scroll and some mutilated seals from the village's library.

For a few days, whenever he had the chance, he would come here to try his hand at spiritism.

"Hai-戌-酉-申-未!"

Chira skillfully formed the Psychic Seal, but as the previous times, nothing happened.

"Damn, what's wrong!" Qianluo's annoyed hands propped up on the ground.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the fingertips, and it turned out to be a scorpion that stung Chira.

This scorpion is the most common creature in the desert, and although the tail needle is sharp, it is not very poisonous.

"Hurry up and try one last time, it's not good to be found by your mother."

Chira ignored the bleeding fingers and once again skillfully sealed her hands.

"Hai-戌-酉-申-未!"

"Cheng ...... It worked? ”

Unlike before, the blood on Qianluo's fingers had a subtle connection with time and space, and a strange distortion made Qianluo can't help but scream.

However, in the next second, as the white smoke rose, nothing was channeled out, but Qianluo himself fell into the boundless darkness.

After a frenzied struggle, Chira's body fell heavily to the ground.

"Here?"

Embarrassed to get up, looking at the foggy world around her, and the faint fragrance of birds and flowers, Qianluo fell into shock.

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