svetikya Chapter 215 Investigating Uchiha Madara by Finding Danzo
Chapter 215 Investigating Uchiha Madara by Finding Danzo
Chapter 215 Investigating Uchiha Madara by Finding Danzo
As the screen slowly dimmed, the dream ended, and the dark theater gradually collapsed and blurred in the audience, with three blurry figures instantly disappearing.
The next instant, the scene before their eyes blurred, and they were all jolted awake from their dreams, returning to the real world.
At the same time, in a secret room far away in Amegakure, Obito Uchiha suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from his bed.
He felt satisfied, and then slammed his fist hard on the bed beneath him, making a dull thud.
"hateful!"
Obito gritted his teeth and growled, his face terribly gloomy.
The scenes from his dream kept replaying in his mind, making his chest feel tight and painful.
That was clearly a golden opportunity...
But he couldn't do anything at all!
Not only did he fail to have a proper conversation with Lin and fail to demonstrate his true abilities, he almost lost face in front of her!
Thinking of this, Obito's fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
Just as Obito was filled with anger, there were a few knocks on the door.
"Knock knock knock".
Obito, already annoyed, snapped at the doorway, "Come in!"
The door was pushed open a crack from the outside, and a dark figure silently slipped in.
In the dim light, only half of the newcomer's body was visible, as black as ink; it was none other than Black Jutsu.
Black Zetsu glanced at Obito's ashen face, hesitated for a moment, and cautiously asked, "Obito, you—you're awake? Um, didn't we agree yesterday to discuss Itachi's trip to Konoha this morning?"
"Discuss what?!" Obito interrupted him with a sullen face, his tone full of annoyance. "Don't bother me this early in the morning! I don't have time for such trivial matters right now. Go look it up yourself!"
He flung his hand away, stood up from the bedside, and didn't bother to look at Black Jue again.
Black Zetsu wanted to say something more, but Obito didn't give him the chance at all.
The next second, Obito's single eye suddenly glared, and his right Mangekyou Sharingan began to spin rapidly!
A vortex suddenly swirled and twisted in the air, spreading outwards and sweeping Obito's figure away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The room fell silent again, with only Black Zetsu standing alone at the door.
He stared at the spot where Obito had been standing, remaining motionless for a long time.
After a long while, Black Zetsu sighed helplessly, his heart filled with indescribable frustration.
He had almost gotten used to Obito's unpredictable temper lately, but today's scene still left him speechless.
"Uchiha Madara, Uchiha Madara—"
Black Zetsu muttered under his breath, his heart filled with dissatisfaction and worry for Obito, "What kind of person did you pick?! With Obito in his current mental state, is he even capable? Sigh—"
He shook his head, his expression indistinct in the shadows.
Black Zetsu couldn't help but begin to doubt whether the Infinite Tsukuyomi plan, now in Obito's hands, could still be successfully implemented—”
Konoha Village, the former site of the Uchiha clan.
A bleak, cold wind swept by, and weeds grew rampant among the ruins, presenting a desolate scene.
In the center of the Uchiha clan's territory stood a two-story wooden building.
At this moment, the building was already dilapidated, the door was half open, and the round fan emblem painted on the door was faded and mottled, making it almost impossible to see the original red and white color scheme.
Inside the dilapidated and dimly lit police department, in an archive room that had been sealed off for many years, there was dust and cobwebs everywhere.
Jiraiya and Kakashi Hatake walked side by side into the old Uchiha Police Department building.
At the end of the corridor were two rooms with their doors wide open.
Jiraiya went left and Kakashi went right, each entering a room to search.
The room Kakashi entered appeared to have been an office. The wooden sign that used to hang on the door had fallen to the ground, with one corner buried under the thick layer of dust, making the words illegible.
Upon entering the room, a musty smell that had been there for many years hit you.
The room was dimly lit, and the wooden floor was littered with broken tiles and scraps of paper, indicating that no one had set foot here for a long time.
Kakashi's heart skipped a beat, and he began to carefully scan the room that resembled an armory.
The room was cluttered, with empty weapon racks scattered on the floor and the walls covered with crisscrossing cracks. Kakashi's fingers lightly brushed across the wall and he suddenly touched several dents. These dents were all the same size, showing the marks left by shuriken embedded in the wall. There were many of them, densely covering the wall. Moreover, on the other side of the wall, he also found several charred black spots, which he assumed were marks left by fire-style techniques.
Upon seeing these unusual marks, Kakashi couldn't help but frown.
He stood up, his expression becoming somewhat serious.
Just then, footsteps came from the next room.
Jiraiya emerged from the house across the street, dusted off his hands, and muttered to himself, "This place is truly desolate."
Kakashi straightened up upon hearing the sound, exchanged a glance with Jiraiya, and both of them showed a look of solemnity and doubt.
Jiraiya's usual playful expression vanished, and he nodded solemnly: "You noticed too?"
Kakashi nodded silently, without saying a word.
Their gazes slowly swept over the dilapidated scene inside the room, finally settling on the crisscrossing battle marks on the walls.
After a moment, Kakashi spoke first: "Itachi Uchiha was the only one who carried out the massacre of the Uchiha clan. He single-handedly dealt with the entire Uchiha clan."
His gaze slowly swept around, his eyes filled with complex emotions. "But now it seems—"
"Now it seems that things weren't so simple back then," Jiraiya chimed in, speaking in a deep voice. "The battle traces left here clearly show two completely different styles."
"That's right. The traces are very well preserved, with almost no signs of fighting—it should be the work of Itachi Uchiha."
He excels at teleportation and illusion, allowing him to eliminate opponents silently and without causing much environmental damage.
"And another kind."
Kakashi walked to another wall inside the room, which was covered with dense holes from shuriken and large areas of charred burn marks.
"However, the other type of trace is quite strange—"
He reached out and pressed his hand against a black scorch mark on the wall, where his fingertips touched the wall and caused a slight indentation.
"The marks from these shuriken covered the entire wall, and together with the large areas of fire-style burn marks, based on the distribution, the attack range almost covered the entire room."
Upon hearing this, Jiraiya stepped forward and carefully examined the marks on the wall, then slowly said, "Faced with such a dense attack, there wasn't a single gap left in the wall for defense or parrying. It's just like..."
"It's as if all these attacks missed their mark," Kakashi continued, his eyes flashing slightly. "Or rather, it's as if these attacks pierced right through our eyes."
Kakashi suddenly fell silent, his lips pressed together, his expression growing increasingly serious.
As he uttered his deduction, the image of one person involuntarily surfaced deep within his mind—Obito!
He remembered that the other party possessed a strange ability to make their body ethereal in order to avoid all attacks!
Upon thinking of this, Kakashi's heart tightened suddenly.
He tried his best to remain calm, slowly squatted down, and carefully examined the ground. He saw that the floor was covered with a thick layer of dust, and apart from some scattered debris, there were no signs of trampling caused by high-speed movement.
After a long while, Kakashi stood up, his gaze shifting uncertainly.
The absence of footprints on the ground, typical of intense combat, suggests that the mysterious second assailant did not dodge all attacks using speed.
Therefore, only one possibility remains.
A thought flashed through Kakashi's mind, shaking him deeply: "Could it be that the tragedy that befell the Uchiha clan back then was really related to him?!"
Seeing Kakashi's uncertain expression and his continued silence, Jiraiya finally couldn't help but ask, "Kakashi, have you discovered something?"
Kakashi's body trembled slightly upon hearing this, but he quickly regained his composure, shook his head, and said, "No, it's nothing."
He hesitated for a moment, then added in a low voice, "...just some immature guesses."
Seeing this, Jiraiya didn't ask any further questions.
He crossed his arms and then said in a deep voice, "It seems that there are hidden secrets behind the massacre of our clan back then that we don't know about."
Kakashi nodded, a complex look appearing in his single eye: "What exactly happened back then is probably far more complicated than it appears on the surface."
"Yes." Jiraiya sighed, shifting his gaze from the scars on the wall.
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly remembered something and turned to ask, "By the way, where are all the documents and records left behind by the Uchiha clan kept now?"
Kakashi recalled for a moment and replied, "Back when I was in the Anbu, I never had access to any Uchiha clan documents. As far as I know, those things were later taken over by the Root organization."
Jiraiya nodded knowingly, "I see. Then let's split up. I'll go find Itachi Uchiha; he should be arriving in Konoha soon. You go find Danzo and get the Uchiha clan's documents."
Kakashi replied in a deep voice, "Understood."
Jiraiya glanced around the empty and dilapidated Uchiha mansion, a forced smile appearing on his lips. He patted Kakashi on the shoulder and said, "Be careful. Danzo has a bad temper; he might not cooperate with you."
Kakashi nodded slightly: "Lord Jiraiya, please be careful as well. Itachi Uchiha—he probably didn't come alone."
"Heh, don't worry." Jiraiya waved his hand and said confidently, "I know what I'm doing."
The two then parted ways, each disappearing instantly into the abandoned mansion.
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Konoha, Danzo's residence.
In the courtyard, Shimura Danzo sat alone on the wooden corridor under the veranda, closing his eyes to rest, seemingly enjoying the morning sunlight.
However, no matter how bright the sun was, it could not dispel the gloomy aura surrounding him.
"Why—why can't I enter that dream again?!"
Danzo's long-suppressed questions resurfaced. Just as Danzo's thoughts were churning and he was feeling agitated, he suddenly heard a very faint "whoosh" sound as air was being cut.
Almost simultaneously, he keenly sensed an unfamiliar presence in the courtyard.
Danzo suddenly opened his one eye and saw a figure that had appeared in the center of the courtyard at some point.
The man had silver hair and wore a headband, a dark green vest, and half of his face was covered by a black mask—it was Kakashi Hatake.
Instead of waiting outside the main gate for permission to enter, Kakashi silently slipped into the courtyard.
Danzo's pupils contracted slightly, and he thought to himself, "This kid dares to barge into my residence without even a greeting!"
He slowly got up, took two steps into the courtyard with his cane, and his face showed displeasure.
Danzo's mind raced, quickly guessing Kakashi's purpose for coming: First Jiraiya had caused trouble several times, and now it was Kakashi.
Hmph, Hiruzen Sarutobi, you're such a persistent ghost!
He snorted coldly, a surge of anger rising within him. "Could it be that that old bastard is plotting against me in secret after his abdication?!"
Danzo's gaze darkened slightly, and his vigilance increased sharply.
He maintained his composure and slowly asked, "Kakashi, what brings you here?"
Kakashi stepped forward and said respectfully, "Lord Danzo, please forgive my rudeness. I have come on the orders of the Hokage to ask for your assistance in investigating some matters."
Danzo frowned upon hearing this, and sneered, "Assist in the investigation? Hmph, Kakashi Hatake, you're just a Jonin, you're not qualified to investigate me!"
"Even Tsunade would have to think twice before touching me, let alone you!"
When Danzo openly invoked his status to intimidate him, Kakashi remained unmoved, simply straightening his back and meeting Danzo's gaze.
He said in a deep voice, "Lord Danzo, please don't misunderstand. This investigation is not directed at you personally; it's a direct order from the Fifth Hokage. We are investigating matters related to 'Uchiha Madara,' and we hope for your cooperation. I need to review all the documents and records left behind by the Uchiha clan."
"Uchiha Madara?" Danzo's pupils contracted slightly upon hearing this.
The tension in my heart eased a little.
So you weren't here to check on me?
It seems these guys got some new information from their dream and have turned their attention to Uchiha Madara.
Danzo's hatred intensified upon thinking of this. Ever since losing his position as Hokage's advisor, he had been unable to access any secrets of the dream projection, and this intelligence advantage had been completely severed.
This feeling of being excluded from the core of power and intelligence made him extremely unhappy.
However, despite his inner resentment, Danzo remained outwardly calm.
He looked at Kakashi with feigned confusion, then slowly nodded and said, "I see—Uchiha Madara? I didn't expect you guys to start noticing him too."
His tone softened slightly, as if to cooperate: "Since it's the Hokage's order, I will comply. Kakashi, what aspect of Madara Uchiha's information do you wish to know? The Uchiha clan has a wealth of documents and files; I can have my men find them for you, saving you time."
"No need." Kakashi shook his head without backing down, his voice still calm. "Please hand over all the original files from back then, and I will review them myself."
Upon hearing this, Danzo's face darkened abruptly, and he let out a cold laugh: "Ha, truly a newborn calf unafraid of tigers."
For a moment, the entire mansion fell into a deathly silence.
Kakashi and Danzo stood facing each other, neither of them speaking.