Chapitre 36: Torture
The man in the raincoat realized that he could not win and tried to run away towards the blonde. But after a split second, he had to jump back as Samehada swept horizontally in the place where he almost ran. Taking out a kunai, he attacked the nearest Akatsuki member to him.
But Itachi calmly with a roundhouse kick sent him back to the ground.
Realizing that the enemy was weak, I put the sword back into its sheath. Jumping off a cracked tree from my dense chakra, I stood nearby and watched with folded arms.
In speed and strength, this man was too weak to worry. Realizing that he could not win or run away, he raised a kunai and directed it into his heart. But the blow was softened by the paper that appeared out of nowhere. Fully wrapping him in the paper leaving only his face Konan carried him back to the cave.
Silently everyone followed her. Sasori arrived first and volunteered for torture.
Taking off the hood, we saw an ordinary ninja. There was a sign of a hidden mist on his forehead. Konan did not speak and immediately passed Sasori, who began to play around in the man's nerves, breaking him. Even hardened ninjas like this had a threshold and after half an hour, the ninja of the hidden fog cried and begged for mercy. Watching Sasori fiddling about opening his hand and exposing his nerves, I saw a strange device that was broken in the palm.
"Please don't .. "Sob" .. I'll tell you stop…" - lying crushed by the paper, he cried and begged to stop for an hour. Sasori put down the medical knife and walked back. But he did not cover the open skin of his arms, under which neatly cut muscles and raised veins were exposed. I have to admit he is really good and by watching him I learned more than a few books put together.
"I am the Anbu of the hidden intelligence corps under the command of the Fourth Mizukage. My name is Terumine, I was collecting information about a new group that gained influence around the world in a matter of years ... "- after laying out everything he knew, he began to breathe heavily.
Konan raised her right eyebrow in surprise. To confirm intel Sasori continued torture and broke this man completely. Deciding to finish this, Sasori raised his kunai to throw it in the head.
"Get your reward then," Sasori said in a hoarse voice.
"Wait. The information may not be correct. " Konan stopped him knowing something.
"Do you see his eyes? He is a madman, he does not see the meaning in life, he wants to die of pain. He's useless when he doesn't know who he is now. "
"Nevertheless, we have a way to get information on a deeper level. Can you do it? " Konan turned to me.
"Are you saying he can torture better than me?" Sasori asked angrily, moving the puppets under his cloak with his tail.
"Okay, but everybody go out." - I answered shortly.
Turning around, Pain immediately went to the exit. All the others followed him calmly into the fresh air, and after a couple of seconds, there was only me and the stranger, who with red eyes from blood looked at the dark ceiling. Lying on the table, he heard the conversation, and I noticed how he suddenly calmed down and began to breathe with measured rhythm, running his eyes trying to find a way out. The papers continued to press him tightly to the table, and I was not afraid that he would attack me.
Closing my eyes, I let go of the control on the chakra and with a dense, stormy stream, it accelerated through my channels. The air grew heavy and the stone cracked underfoot. Raising my hand above the head of the ninja who began to try to escape, realizing that something was happening, I opened my eyes.
Having directed chakra into my hand, which turned bright purple, I put my hand on his head.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !!!" - he screamed from sharp pain and without stopping continued to scream while I looked into his soul with strength.
This time I did not attract, but after contacting the soul, I enclosed it under the hand chakra array. The spiritual world, memories, the soul itself. Everything was under my control and I felt it all. Thanks to the eyes, I could see and interact with the soul. But the soul is too complex a mechanism and perhaps my eyes have not fully evolved to interact on deeper levels.
Old cases, extortion from the poor, murder, violence, agreements with clans, leaking information - I calmly skipped everything, waiting for the right moment. There were no seals in his brain that blocked memories, but there was also something that he did not want to remember.
Having made my way 20 years earlier, I saw this. His conversation is hypnotized. He was tied up talking to someone in a black cloak with a silver brooch. The man's face bore the Roman numeral three. The conversation was about his recruitment and his service reward. About strength and information about this person. As I continued to watch, I memorized useful techniques and information related to villages and countries. When I got to the point where the man reappeared five years ago, I carefully remembered the conversation and deactivated my eyes.
Looking at the person's face, I saw his twisted face. His eyes burst from the pressure and were bleeding. Without stopping, he continued to scream, tearing ligaments. Deciding to finish the job, I shut him up forever with a wave of my hand.
Hearing the end of the screams, everyone went inside, looking strangely at me, then at the corpse.
"A group called Kara recruited him 20 years ago. He is her outer member. They're being used as spies like that. They are hidden and do not know each other. This was mobilized for several years to keep an eye on the Akatsuki faction and pass it on to the internal members of the group. As I understand it, each inner member has a Roman numeral on their face and a black cloak with a silver clasp. They are strong. There are still spies in this village, as he was in contact with someone, but who I do not know yet. The same person with technicians handed over the equipment to him. They have existed for a very long time and are preparing for something. "
When I finished, I examined the standing who were looking at the corpse on the table.
"If this is true, then it is necessary to speed up the plans. We don't know Kara's strength and it's not worth the risk. " Said Konan.
"Is this information really worth believing? All I heard was how this corpse was screaming, how could he say anything. " Kakuzu wondered.
"I am confident in his abilities, I personally saw it once." Konan convinced everyone.
"Take care of your missions. From now on, we will only communicate through the rings. In the meantime, Konan and I will gather information on this group. That's all." - having said that Pain left.
After leaving, I ran through the trees for new missions. Due to the fact that I found this device in the wall, the collection of tailed beasts will accelerate. Naruto won't have time to grow up. I won't have time to collect the tailed beasts' chakra either ...
Maybe I should have ignored this spy bug.
Taking a bunch of missions, I ran to make easy money. Information has always cost a lot, and buying the location of the tailed beasts will be even more expensive.
Kidnapping, delivery, murder. All this I did one after another day after day, meeting with brokers in a way, bargaining for information.
Month after month, but the hunt for the tailed beasts did not begin. On the contrary, the existence of a mysterious group slowed down Akatsuki's plans as Nagato took them seriously and was constantly absent from fighting with someone or releasing a bunch of resources into an information war with another organization.
We have already found out that it exists and found that many underground scientists work for them without knowing it. All of them were sponsored and kicked in the ass to work on anything. A wave of abductions passed and many famous of the smartest people in the fire country disappeared. Nagato had already fought with someone and destroyed the forest completely in the land of foliage. But the one he attacked with the angel ran away. I was once given a mission to kill an outside member. But upon arrival, I could not find him and no matter how hard I tried, I never found him. The feeling was that they were avoiding all the possibilities of battle.
Sitting in a tree, ignoring the dampness from the rain, a few months after the spy was discovered, I ate an apple while waiting for Konan. Today I called Konan over to talk. But I appointed the time in an hour, so when I finished eating the apple, I took out a small book with an indecent title and began to read it, trying to distract myself from a quick unpleasant conversation.
Closing the book, not having gone beyond the first page because of hard thoughts, I put it in my sweatshirt pocket.
Taking off my cloak, I folded it neatly and laid it on a thick branch. By putting the ring on top of my cloak, I created a clone to meet Konan.
Without turning around, I ran towards the former lands of the Uzumaki clan.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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Power Stone 
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