The underground Interrogation Room in the Hokage Building.
There were no windows, only dim lights and the dull hum of the ventilation fan.
Amado sat in an iron chair, holding an unlit cigarette between his fingers. Though he was a prisoner, he still looked perfectly at ease—even showing interest as he studied his reflection in the one-way glass.
The door opened.
Naruto walked in, followed by Shikamaru and Sasuke.
"Lord Hokage, what a turnout." Amado smiled. "I thought I'd already told you everything I knew."
"Cut the act." Naruto tossed a report onto the table. "The black market in the Land of Waves. That girl with the codename 'Kiyomi.' She was your handiwork, wasn't she?"
Amado picked up the report and glanced at the photo of the gray-haired girl.
"Oh, Subject 02." He sounded as casual as if he were discussing a scrapped part. "I thought Jigen had already disposed of that batch."
"Disposed of her?" Killing intent burst from Sasuke. The purple skeletal arm of Susanoo appeared out of thin air, seized Amado by the throat, and lifted him up. "She's a living person!"
"Cough... Sasuke, don't get worked up." Though Amado's face had reddened from the chokehold, his eyes remained calm. "In the Kara Organization, there's no such thing as a 'person.' Only vessels and rejects."
"Put him down, Sasuke," Naruto said gravely. "Let him explain."
Sasuke snorted and let go. Amado fell back into his chair and straightened his collar.
"That girl was one of my experimental subjects before I created Code and Kawaki," Amado said unhurriedly. "I implanted a special piece of code into her genetic sequence. It was meant to serve as a backup radar for locating the Ten-Tails."
"The Ten-Tails' location?" Shikamaru caught the key point. "You're saying she knows where that Ten-Tails is