Ninja World: Insect Princess from Konoha

Chapter 826 Really Enough
Opportunities always come unexpectedly.

"Disappeared?"

Zhishui asked in surprise.

"Yes, meow." Li Wan said, licking the small dried fish that reached his mouth, "Everyone knows that people in the city will disappear without knowing it."

Everyone refers to the ninja cats of Konoha.

"How is it possible?" Zhishui said, "According to the regulations on humanitarian aid for homeless people, homeless people can go to the relief station to apply for social assistance."

"I don't understand what you said, meow." Riki said: "But everyone said so, it will disappear, it's best not to get close to it."

"Are you kidding!" Zhishui didn't believe it.

"Then have you seen beggars in the city?"

Who would pay attention to such things, Shisui's memories of hard work.

I remember seeing homeless and wandering people when I was a child, but when I grew up, I never saw them again.

"I'll investigate."

Immediately changed direction, Zhishui began to follow the rescue station that day.

It's not as lively as imagined. The lobby is full of homeless people sleeping, and the rescue station looks deserted. A few staff members hang around all day long, and even leave work early during working hours.

In this case, there is nothing unusual on the surface.

On a dark and stormy night, Zhishui ventured in. As a professional ninja, he easily and smoothly sneaked into the data room to check the paper files over the years.

Although Konoha has a more convenient network data archive center, it still retains traditional paper records.

It was a huge help.

Zhishui checked the data, and due to the huge workload, he sneaked in at night for several weeks until he left at dawn.

Unfortunately, no recorded exceptions were found.

Teacher, they are innocent.

Although he breathed a sigh of relief, he was inexplicably regretful.

To be on the safe side, Zhishui visited several other rescue stations and came to the same conclusion.

After sorting out, report to Tsunade for progress.

"There is nothing wrong with the record on the surface."

"So." Tsunade looked at Shisui who was kneeling in front of him.

"I don't have permission to access Konoha's database."

Tsunade has the highest authority, and he is often used in his work on weekdays, and he has recorded everything in detail.

"I see." Tsunade waved his hand and said, "Keep working hard."

"what!"

After Shisui left, Tsunade leaned back.

The Konoha database is also a large-scale biological equipment and institution built by Maggie, and the data in it has never been wrong.

But that is under the premise of completely trusting Maggie.

I firmly believe that she will not deceive herself and hide herself.

Otherwise, what she saw was what she wanted her to see.

Where do the homeless go?

Data can be faked, but reality does not.

Tsunade started Konoha's database and browsed in depth.

This matter was not among Tsunade's previous concerns, and the follow-up progress is not very clear.

The establishment of the rescue station can be traced back to the Second Ninja World War. During the Mito agency period, it was originally the responsibility of the rescue management station, and it was an organization to deal with the issue of prisoners of war during World War II.

Before the third generation abdicated, Konoha did not have a similar institution.

Later, it gradually evolved into a rescue organization for the socially disadvantaged.

The rescue examples recorded one by one are displayed under Tsunade's browsing.

If everything is implemented, then it is only natural that the current aid station has become deserted.

So where did people disappear?
It took a little while, and Tsunade took the time to browse carefully.

Behind the cold data, Tsunade felt full of warmth.

Sure enough, this is the real Meiji, who always helps people in need without showing any signs of expression.

Through these massive real events, we can actually see that people's lives are getting better little by little.

However, having presided over Konoha's work for many years, Tsunade has seen too much of the warmth and indifference of people's hearts.

A true fiend who doesn't mind giving a helping hand to poor pups on the side of the road.

He will give out ham sausages on a whim, and he will also kick him on a whim.

Humans are complex animals.

A few days later, after sorting out the files, Tsunade called Shisui.

"The above situation, you go to confirm whether it is true."

A thick information bag was placed in front of Zhishui.

"Ha!" Zhishui responded energetically.

After leaving Hokage's office, immediately rush to the front line of work.

The first is the first.

Water stop knocking on the door.

"Who is it?" The middle-aged uncle who didn't seem to be troubled opened the door emotionally, looked at Zhishui in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Are you all right?"

Of course I have something to do.

Without any nonsense, Zhishui took out the photo and asked, "This person is you, right?"

The down-and-out youth in the photo is so poor that he has no shoes.

"No, who are you?"

Zhishui took out his ID card and said, "If you have any questions, you can go to Shinobi for confirmation. Now, I have some questions to ask you."

"Okay, sir." The middle-aged man changed his face.

"Is this person you?" Zhishui asked repeatedly.

"Ah, yes." The man nodded.

"Excuse me, why don't you wander anymore?" Zhishui asked.

What the hell question is this, are you being polite.

"Dog man, who is it! There's no end to it!" A woman's roar came from inside the house.

Not wanting to lose his identity in front of outsiders, the man yelled: "It's none of your business, get out!"

Suppressing his anger, the man gritted his teeth and said, "I have a fucking job, eat well, drink well, have a wife and children, what a vagabond."

"I see." Zhishui nodded and recorded it in his notebook.

"It's against you! Where did you tell me to get lost just now!" The woman shouted louder, with disheveled hair and a bench, she rushed out, seeing the stagnant water at the entrance, she stopped in her tracks.

Not a salesman, but a serious ninja.

Quietly, she put down the stool, brushed her hair at Zhishui, and showed a gentle yet awkward polite smile.

The man looked impatient, looking at Zhishui and suppressing his impulse.

"Excuse me, do you feel happy?"

This is His Majesty's question.

Inquire on behalf of.

Zhishui's scalp tingled for a while.

The man looked deeply at Zhishui.

Do you have no eyes yourself?

Lucky or not, can't you see it?

"I'm fucking happy, I'm so happy." The man gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up."

"I probably understand the situation, and it is basically true. Thank you for your support for my work."

Zhishui felt it was time to retreat.

But men are more straightforward.

"Walk slowly, don't send."

The door slammed shut.

Zhishui hesitantly ticked the box.

This guy must be very happy.

The so-called pain and happiness, is probably the same thing.

Turning his head, he went to the next house without stopping.

"Excuse me, are you happy?"

"Yes, I'm very happy." With a happy smile on her face, grandma grabbed Zhishui's hand and began to talk about the past.

"At that time, we were poor and white, and the child's father died early."

"I took three children alone, and I heard that Konoha was giving food, so I ventured to Konoha to beg."

"Not only was I taken in by Konoha, I was given a place to live, and I was also given a capable job."

"Even if it's just me, I can raise my children and not just die."

The old lady wiped her tears.

"Now, I am very happy."

Zhishui quietly listened to the old man's narration.

A sad thing about the past years.

"This is the gift of the fourth generation, and our family will always be grateful to her."

"The fourth generation is the most kind and good person I have ever met in my life."

"Yes." Zhishui nodded repeatedly, sincerely agreeing.

This quiet listening lasted for several hours.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, Zhishui, who was caught by grandma, was in a hurry.

"Grandma! Enough! Really enough! I have other things to do!"

(End of this chapter)