(Some of the content about reality is purely fictional, so don't take it seriously.) ）

A dim light entered, streaks through the glass, and all the way through the dusty table, marking a line between light and dark in the room.

Yu Bai set up a chair and sat at the window, repeating the behavior of the past two days.

This is a room that has not been used for a long time, and it looks like the furnishings have probably been used as a utility room by the business owner of this building, and Yu Bai happened to find this place when he came over, because the location was just enough to see the target on the high-end apartment opposite, so he stayed here most of the time.

And the goal is self-evident, Yu Xiaobai thinks that it is very likely to involve the original creator of the Naruto manga, Keishi Kishimoto, who travels through the truth.

There are a few pieces of information on the windowsill at hand, some of which were checked on the Internet, and some of them were obtained from the unlucky comic company employee at the Modu Comic Con.

Yu Bai glanced at it, and silently recited the information that he was already familiar with in his heart, "Kishimoto Keishi, 43 years old, was born in Katsuta, Okayama Prefecture...... Manga artist, currently living in Iwamoto-cho, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo...... Room 1603, A2 Floor......"

After Yubai arrived in Chiyoda, he didn't stop for long, and immediately devoted himself to the work of gathering intelligence.

First of all, Chiyoda is a weekly distribution company that serializes manga, and Chiyoda is a very prosperous city, where most of the central ministries and agencies such as the Imperial Palace and the Japanese Diet are located, and in addition to the important political center, the headquarters of many famous Japanese companies are also located in the area, and the head of the publication of "Weekly Shonen Jump" is Shueisha, which is also located in this area.

Although there are bigger groups above Shueisha...... But Yu Bai will definitely not check so carefully, everything is just the beginning, and the cost and difficulty are also problems.

There are some unspeakable and unspecific characteristics of crossing this matter, if you really want to get to the bottom of the problem without leaking the gap, the safest way is undoubtedly to slowly penetrate and understand, but Yu Bai does not have so much time. After confirming that the location was correct, he quickly got started with the means of a ninja, pretending to be a member of the club during the day and going in a circle, and sneaking into the office at night to check for a while, to be honest, this is not very efficient, and the results also showed that there was nothing abnormal, it was a serious company.

Yu Bai was not discouraged, in fact, this was similar to the expectation of countless days and nights, things would not be so simple, and then he focused on the comic book author.

***

The sound of plastic bags. In the afternoon, in the quiet room, Yu Bai had just come back from outside, and after confirming that no one had noticed him, he quietly closed the door, and it became a utility room that no one cared about. He walked around a few things piled up on the floor, put the bag of food he had bought on the long table, pia, and a circle of dust splashed without face.

Tearing open the bag, it was a bento that had just been heated from the convenience store, and a bottle of milk was inserted with a straw, and Yu Bai checked the opposite floor again while eating.

"That's all there is to super-tracking perverts." Yu Bai said vaguely, "It's not a woman yet, it's bad." ”

Do shadow clones need to eat? Yu Bai doesn't know, but this can make the body and mind a little more pleasant, so he doesn't care, after all, the current intelligence collection is not brave into the tiger's den, it is too monotonous compared to the assassination of hostile ninjas, and the money is not his.

I have to say that when he first came to Chiyoda Ward, Yu Bai was a little unrecognizable, even if he knew Japanese, at the beginning he looked at the words "Tokyo Metropolitan Center", "Tokyo Metropolitan Area", "Tokyo Metropolitan Area" written on the map, his head was about to explode, and even the densely arranged towns, I don't understand what the people in charge of administration think, why do they come up with so many messy regional division terms, isn't it good to simply have one ring and two rings?

Later, he knew that "Tokyo City" was very big in a broad sense, and he had already arrived in the core area of Tokyo anyway, and he could guess it by looking at the surrounding high-rise buildings and bustling streets.

Faced with Tokyo's population density, Yu Bai knows why the subway can be crowded at night, but he is a rich man who takes a taxi. But for some reason, the taxi driver who got in recently was very friendly, and he would ask if he knew a person named "タクシーマン".

“takushi…… man…… Recent popularity? Yu Bai, who was sitting in the clutter, recalled the word, wondered the other party's actions, and finally sighed that the Japanese were really unfathomable.

In the utility room where the sense of space is closed and the environment is not very clean, Yu Bai doesn't feel much, these days are all running around without relaxation, but he doesn't feel complaining, generating bad emotions such as bad, as long as he needs to, he can carry out tasks in worse situations, and he believes that the same is true about this ontology.

Of course, the fact that the intelligence gathering target is a man is very bad, and he still has to emphasize it.

"I still don't see anything that this comic book author needs to pay attention to." Yu Bai put away the leftovers and thought, "I only stayed in Japan for seven days, and half of it has passed, and the main body is ...... Maybe you're in a hurry, right? ”

The information he collected, Keishi Kishimoto got up close to noon every day, and spent most of his time in the house and his assistant working on the creation of original paintings, with little entertainment, and the lights were on until late at night...... It seems like it's hard work to complete the weekly serial missions.

These are superficially observed, and are free of anomalies and oddities.

"If you continue like this, you won't gain more." Yu Bai picked up the binoculars, put them down, and a schedule that he saw in the comic company in his mind reappeared, "It's almost, today is the day when the other party participates in the small gathering of the company's cartoonists and delivers the manuscript by the way...... I'll take a look at it later. ”

The overhead sun loomed in the clouds a few times, and the light reflected off the high-rise buildings that could be seen everywhere in the area, and the people on the street almost did not warm it, and through the angle, it was still a lively time of day.

Behind the balcony of the high-end apartment opposite, the figure swayed, Keishi Kishimoto greeted the assistants, and began to wear formal clothes, and when the assistants left, he was almost ready, separated by the distance between the two high-rise buildings, Yu Bai seemed to be able to hear the click of the other party closing the door.

Luckily, the other party didn't lock the windows.

A few minutes later, Yu Bai looked down from a high place and saw the middle-aged man named Keishi Kishimoto across the street coming out, as a shadow clone, he had a part of the strange mentality that belonged to the ninja world and looked at this man who seemed to be "the legendary creator hidden behind the scenes", to be honest, there is a deviation between appearance and imagination, the length is not very handsome, it will not be surprising to be thrown in the crowd, the hair is the same as most Japanese men, slightly long, middle, usually wear ordinary shirts, and it will be more formal when you go out.

He watched as the other man left in the car.

After a long time, after taking a breath, Yu Bai began to move.