None of You Have Gone Out?

Aoba did not know what Kushina and Mikoto were talking about. He returned to his seat and picked up the unfinished Dango.

"Brother Teuchi."

Aoba looked up at Teuchi. Now that there was no one in the shop, it was the best time.

"What's wrong?" Teuchi walked over.

"This is what Minato asked me to give you. It's the membership money." Aoba directly took out a money bag. It was the money bag that he had found from Otai.

"How much is this?" Teuchi looked at the money bag and asked.

"I don't know either. You should keep Minato's money first. Otherwise, it will be hard when Kushina and the others come back." Aoba directly pushed in the direction of Teuchi.

"Alright!"

Teuchi narrowed his eyes and smiled. His gaze lingered on the money bag for a few more seconds. Without saying another word, he directly put the money bag away.

After Aoba handed the money bag over, he confirmed that there were no more problems.

After that, he began to eat the bowl of ramen that was almost cold.

Teuchi glanced at the noodles.

Originally, he wanted to say that he could help him pour some hot soup again.

But then he thought about it.

It wasn't a big deal.

The matter of eating cold ramen was not a big deal.

Aoba was familiar with it.

There was no problem.

...

A few minutes later.

The outside became lively.

Kushina and Mikoto returned to Ramen Ichiraku Noodle House together.

Minato followed behind them.

"Minato, what happened outside?" Teuchi asked Minato.

Suddenly.

Kushina and Mikoto's eyes were all focused on Minato.

There was a glint of doubt in their eyes.

The two of them never got too close and did not know what had happened.

"Someone died in the opposite alley," Minato said slowly.

"Something like this actually happened." Teuchi couldn't help but sigh.

"If it just a person died, the problem wouldn't be so serious. What's important is that the person who died was not Konohagakure's people but Kumogakure!" Minato said in a deep voice.

In the Ninja World, there was always a war.

War had always been the main theme of the Ninja World.

Peace was a short thing.

Someone died.

It was nothing at all.

However.

The people who died were people from the outside village.

Then things would be much more serious than imagined. This might become a political weapon for negotiation between villages.

"Why did Kumogakure come to Konohagakure?" Kushina's face turned ugly. She couldn't help but think back to when she was in school, and Kumogakure kidnapped her.

"The identity of this Kumogakure Ninja is unknown, his strength is unknown, and his purpose of coming to Konohagakure is not clear. We need to investigate further. Fugaku should be more clear about these follow-up things." Minato said in a deep voice.

"Brother Fugaku... won't come back, will he?" Mikoto asked after a moment of hesitation.

"He can't continue to eat today's meal. Konoha Military Police Force's people have all arrived. Someone from another village suddenly appeared in the village. Konoha Military Police Force can't escape the blame. They must accept the punishment. The big problem now is..." At this point, Minato's face became very serious. He said, "Who killed this person?"

"Any clues?" Kushina asked.

"We haven't found anything yet. Even the cause of death is still waiting for the medical ninja team to confirm, but it seems like we have to lock it up and investigate." Minato said.

"This matter is really getting more and more troublesome. Not long ago, they just came to investigate again and again. I'm afraid that they will come to investigate again if they do not find anything." Teuchi complained helplessly.

For merchants like them, the most important thing was stability.

Every day, they would be able to open and make money steadily.

If Konoha Military Police Force came once every few days, it would cause a great deal of trouble for their business.

However.

It was as if it were confirming Teuchi's words.

A series of footsteps came from outside Ramen Ichiraku's entrance.

Immediately after.

A few Uchiha Ninjas wearing Konoha Military Police Force's uniform walked in.

"The few of you, come and make a statement. I want to ask you a few questions."

One of Konoha Military Police Force's leaders said arrogantly.

After he finished speaking.

His gaze then fell on these people.

If this kind of behavior was in modern times.

These people would be in trouble.

But that was what they were.

They did not care who you were at all, nor did they care what you were. This was Konoha Military Police Force's arrogance.

"Kenji, leave this to me."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from outside the door. It was Fugaku.

Then.

Fugaku walked in.

He came in front of Uchiha, who was in charge of the questioning and taking notes.

"Fugaku?"

The leader turned to look at Fugaku, his eyes flashing with doubt. He said, "This doesn't seem to be the place you are in charge of!"

"It is indeed not the place I am in charge of. But I was eating with them just now. The things outside have nothing to do with them." Fugaku said while shaking his head.

"Are you sure?" Kenji asked with narrowed eyes.

"Yes." Fugaku nodded.

"Since you are sure that they are fine, what's the problem, if I ask?" Kenji said with a faint smile. He even looked at Fugaku with eyes full of provocation. If it were someone else, he would not compete with him. However, Fugaku was different. He was a young genius of the Uchiha Clan whose name was even more resounding than his.

"Are you doubting my words?" Fugaku's face turned cold. Kenji's words just now made him feel like he had lost a lot of faces.

"Fugaku, you have to understand that this is a different concept. This is my task. Please understand!" The corners of Kenji's mouth curled up slightly. He had always been against Fugaku, and now he would not let go of such a good opportunity.

"And..."

Kenji continued, "If there is nothing to hide, what's wrong with me investigating? Could it be that you were the one who did the things outside?"

"You..."

Fugaku didn't expect the other party to throw the blame on him, which immediately caused him to become angry.

One had to know the people here.

They were all people who had good relations with him.

The person responsible for the investigation was Konoha Military Police Force, which belonged to the Uchiha clan.

Fugaku originally wanted to use this opportunity to provide a bit of convenience for his good friends to make himself look very respected.

Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished.

Not only did he fail to act tough.

On the contrary, he lost face because of this.

This made Fugaku extremely unhappy.

"Investigate."

At this time, Mikoto, who was sitting on the chair, spoke slowly. She had already seen through Fugaku's anger. If the stalemate continued, it would not benefit Fugaku at all.

It was better to investigate directly.

Anyway, they had no problems.

"Mikoto is still the most sensible!"

Kenji gestured to the people behind him then walked in. The other people behind him stood at the door.

"Mikoto, let's start with you. What were you doing during the time of the accident?" Kenji asked with a smirk. He knew the relationship between Mikoto and Fugaku. He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to cause some trouble.

"The five of us have been eating ramen here," Mikoto said.

"Five people?" Kenji asked, "Which five people?"

"Let me explain!"

Fugaku stepped forward and stood in front of Mikoto, staring at Kenji.

"When it happened, I was also eating ramen here. Why don't you just ask me?"

"Mikoto, Kushina, Minato, Aoba, and me. There are a total of five people eating ramen here."

"Including Brother Teuchi."

"We haven't gone out during the crime."

"Now you hear it clearly!"

Fugaku said with a serious face. He did not want to continue to tangle with Kenji.

"Is that so?"

Kenji swept his gaze over the few people inside and finally landed on Fugaku. He said, "None of you have gone out?"

"None of them have gone out." Fugaku nodded.

"I see!"

The corners of Uchiha's mouth curled up slightly as he walked toward Mikoto.

His gaze was fixed on the box with Dango on Mikoto's table.

"Mikoto still loves to eat Dango!"

Kenji opened the box with Dango on Mikoto's table without any hesitation. There were two strings of Dango inside the box that she had not eaten yet.

At this time.

He immediately picked up a string of Dango.

He placed it in his mouth.

He took a bite.

He chewed slowly.

"Hmm... these Dango are still warm. They should have been cooked for less than half an hour!"

Kenji keenly discovered the problem here.

Then.

He looked at Fugaku.

His pitch-black pupils focused on Fugaku.

"Since none of you have gone out, who bought these Dango?"

"There is no need to hide this kind of thing!"

"Even if you don't say anything..."

"I will know when I ask the owner of the Dango shop!"

"So..."

"Have you thought it through?"

"I'll ask you again."

"Have you never been out?"

Kenji's eyes flashed with an aggressive light. He was very clear in his heart that buying a Dango was a very small matter. There was no need to make such a big fuss.

No one would be able to kill people at the time they go out to buy Dango, right?

Then, he swaggered back and sat down to eat Dango.

This was simply impossible.

There was only one reason why Kenji did this: to make Fugaku make a fool of himself.

As long as he found Fugaku speaking a little bit carelessly.

He wanted to take advantage of the topic and make a big fuss out of nothing. He would definitely not let Fugaku leave comfortably.