Chapter 93 - You Can Get Lost!

When Danzo saw everyone’s reaction, his expression became even more unsightly.

The corpse called Koshiro had already been taken away.

There were only five corpses left. But they didn’t find anything.

“Bring in the following two batches!”

Danzo waved his hand, and as his voice fell, the Root Ninjas quickly carried ten corpses in.

“Now speed up; each of you will read the memories of the two corpses. The time limit is still two hours, and then exchange them. I will come back at night.”

“If any of you find any information, tell me immediately. The people who provide the information will get unexpected rewards.”

“But…”

“If you haven’t found anything!”

“Then all of you, get lost!”

After saying this, Danzo directly turned around and left. Following him, the Root Ninjas carried the five corpses that had already read their memories back.

Then.

The iron gate of the room was slammed shut.

After that, the teams began to discuss in low voices.

“It seems that this is our last chance. There are a total of 10 corpses. If Midori and his team have not left, there should be 12 corpses. According to what Danzo-sama said, there are still four more batches. They should not be sent over again if we found nothing.” Izumi analyzed in a low voice. Even he was not clear whether he was envious of Midori or felt that something would happen to Midori.

Aoba walked to the side of the two corpses.

He raised his right hand, touched the first corpse, and then touched the second one.

In an instant, two different memory fragments poured into his mind.

At the same time, the clear prompt of the Mind Reading System rang out in Aoba’s mind, and he received two more ninjutsu.

“En…”

Aoba quickly browsed through the memories of these two people, but there was no information about Takashi coming to find him.

There was no problem.

Unknowingly, ten hours passed.

The heads of these ten corpses had already been touched by Aoba, and he had obtained ten different ninjutsu, so his harvest was quite rich.

The other ninjas were so tired that they did not even have the strength to speak.

Of course.

In their eyes, Aoba was even more tired than them.

The continuous reading of memories made every ninja present mentally and physically exhausted.

In the darkroom, only the candlelight shone a faint light. If not for the two hours notification, everyone would not even know what time it was now.

Step, step, step…

The familiar footsteps stepped in and immediately attracted everyone’s attention again.

Danzo, dressed in dark green clothes, walked in and appeared in front of everyone again.