It was windy and snowy, and the cold wave was raging outside the main entrance of Konoha.
The strong wind whipped up ice particles and smashed against the heavy solid wood door, making a crackling sound.
In the knee-deep snow outside the door, twelve figures wearing Land of Fire royal heraldry cold-proof cloaks stopped.
The leader Iwagakure Jonin pulled off his hood and took out a rosewood box from his arms.
He strode forward and slapped the wooden box hard on Uchiha Police Force's duty table.
Amidst the muffled sound, snow powder splashed everywhere.
Thumbs open the lid of the box, revealing the traffic guide underneath with the golden seal of the Daimyō Mansion.
"Special envoy of the Daimyō Mansion. Ordered to verify the accounts of Konoha."
Iwagakure Jonin raised his chin, his eyes showing undisguised contempt, and raised his voice towards the Konoha guard behind the table.
"Open the barrier, release without inspection, and act according to the rules."
Team leader Uchiha, who was on duty, glanced at the gold seal and his face darkened on the spot.
His jaw muscles were tense, he was clenching his back molars, and veins were pulsing on the back of his hands.
Turning his head and looking at the tribesmen behind him who were holding the hilts of their knives with burning eyes, he forced out a few words through his teeth. "... Please wait a moment."
The squad leader raised his right hand and made a downward gesture. "Open the door."
The winch rotated and the thick iron ropes made a scraping sound.
Konoha The heavy metal gate made a dull roar and slowly opened to both sides, Sensor Barrier covering the village obediently made a gap.
At the back of the team, a Hidden Cloud spy lowered his voice and made sarcastic comments to Tactical Channel.
"Did you see that? Uchiha, who usually has eyes on the top of his head, has to pretend to be a grandson when he sees our seal."
"Minato Namikaze is now so afraid of Daimyō that he doesn't even dare to investigate. Konoha's line of defense is simply a joke."
"The donor has cut off the dog's food. How can the hound still have the strength to bark?"
Iwagakure Jonin ordered coldly in the channel.
"Twelve people, swaggering in. According to the original plan, they were divided into four groups to spy, and they met at the ruined temple three miles outside the village before dawn!"
The twelve people disappeared into the wind and snow and quickly dispersed at the intersection of Shopping Street.
Sunagakure ran towards the South District Granary, Iwagakure headed towards the Western Suburbs Research Institute, Hidden Cloud headed straight for the outskirts of the ANBU base, and Kirigakure lurked towards Hokage Building.
Konoha Five hundred meters underground.
Strategic Investment Department core top secret base.
Warm yellow light shines on the metal wall.
Ye sunk comfortably into the large leather swivel chair, with a steaming brass hotpot on the long table in front of her.
In the rich butter red soup, Sichuan peppercorns and dried chili peppers are rolling up and down with the boiling soup.
He picked up a piece of snow-flaked beef with his extended bamboo chopsticks, rinsed it steadily in the red soup three times, and watched the meat curl as it heated.
Tobi leaned out half of his body from the shadow next to him, and diligently handed over a dish of freshly prepared oil with both hands.
"Sir, I added half a spoonful more garlic paste, please have a taste."
Ye wrapped the fat beef in a dish of oil, put it into his mouth and chewed it carefully. He then took a sip of the iced sour plum soup on hand and raised his eyebrows with satisfaction.
"Land of Fire's beef is fat and lean, and is indeed more chewy than Land of Wind's mutton."
He raised his eyelids and glanced at the giant Holographic Projection occupying the entire wall directly in front of him.
Dozens of surveillance images were switched in real time, and twelve dazzling red dots were moving rapidly on the three-dimensional structure diagram of Konoha.
All the probes along the way, plus the White Zetsu network lurking underground, had already seen through the underpants of these twelve people.
"Sir, those three Sunagakure have already gotten into the No. 5 granary."
Tobi points to the screen.
Ye blew the newly picked hairy belly on her chopsticks and smiled slowly, "Don't worry, let them watch for a while, there are not many free admission places."
In the split screen in the upper left corner.
Konoha South District No. 5 Underground Granary Outskirts.
There wasn't even a whistle, only two Genins dozing off against the doorpost, snoring loudly.
Sunagakure The trio made a gesture, turned into afterimages, and slipped into the interior of the granary through the rusty and damaged vents.
The interior is extremely spacious, but there is no smell of mold at all.
The spy turned on the miniature flashlight, and the beam of light split the darkness.
All I saw were empty rice vats lying upside down on the ground. There was a thick layer of dust on the bottom of the vat, which could sink half an inch if you stepped on it.
The beam of light swept toward the corner, where several starved rat corpses were lying beside the broken sacks.
"Team leader, it's so clean that there's no grain of chaff left!"
The eyes of the leading spy Sunagakure were bright, revealing uncontrollable ecstasy.
He quickly took out a miniature photo reel and used special ink to take pictures of the empty vat and the dead mouse.
The companion lowered his voice and echoed, "Improved evidence! Minato Namikaze can't get even half a grain of food now. Bring this news back, Council of Elders and those old guys will laugh out loud in their dreams, retreat!"
They retreated quickly.
Little did they know that this granary had been ordered to be emptied by Minato half a month ago, and the low-quality grain had already been sold to Wind and Earth and Black Market at high prices.
As for the truly super-large-scale Geothermal Farm, it is currently hiding three hundred meters underground in Northern Suburbs, with its seedlings so green.
The split screen in the upper right corner automatically zooms in.
Konoha western suburbs, Orochimaru's Laboratory.
In the past, not even a fly could enter the research institute. Today, the security is so low that even the Chakra barrier has not been opened.
ANBU, who was on duty, leaned weakly against the corner, still cursing in a low voice about the suspension of salary this month.
Iwagakure The trio took off the exhaust duct grille without any effort and climbed into the main laboratory.
The large metal operating table was in a mess.
The beaker was poured aside, and dozens of energy transmission drawings of Chakra Armor were scattered randomly.
Iwagakure Jonin quickly opened the top one.
At the core Barrier Runes, someone made a big cross with Red Pen, and a scrawled and irritable comment was written on the edge of the drawing.
"Raw Ore Smelting failed! Marrowstone Sand is cut off! There is no follow-up funding, and the project is on hold indefinitely!"
Iwagakure The special envoy took a breath of cold air, quickly took out his pocket camera, and took pictures of the drawings without touching them.
"Orochimaru has no money and materials, so he only knows how to draw big cakes. Konoha's new equipment is completely dead!"
With a sneer on his face, he said, "Master Ōnoki will definitely be very happy to see this piece of waste paper."
They had just put away their cameras and were preparing to crawl back to the ventilation duct.
The soil surged without warning, and several White Zetsu broke out of the ground in an instant, hugging the legs of two of them and dragging them down.
Iwagakure Special envoy was shocked. "What..."
Before the words could be spoken, a pale hand reached out from the wall and clasped his ankle firmly.
Ye stepped out of the shadows silently, raised the knife and struck it accurately on the back of the Iwagakure envoy's neck.
The special envoy rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
Ye waved his hand casually, and several White Zetsu immediately climbed forward, pressed their pale palms on their foreheads, and quickly read the memories.
In less than thirty seconds, White Zetsu's facial muscles began to weirdly squirm and reorganize, and his body shape perfectly transformed into the appearance of Iwagakure's spy.
At the same time, Hokage Building is outside, in the shadow of the tree crown.
The Kirigakure trio were lying on the thick branches, staring at the movement inside the room through One-Way Glass.
In the office, Fugaku was sitting on a chair with hot tea, his eyes slowly turned scarlet.
Three Tomoes rotated extremely fast, the pattern of Mangekyo dimly lit up in the depths of the pupils, and the invisible Eye Power instantly enveloped the canopy outside the window.
Kirigakure Spy's vision blurred for a while, and an extremely clear vision appeared in his mind.
I saw Minato slamming the table and standing up, roaring, "No money! All military expenditures have been cut off!"
The tea cup fell to pieces, and Fugaku replied with a livid face, "Daimyō Mansion is pushing too hard, the top management can't hold it anymore!"
When the scene changed, a dozen ANBU members were banging the table and yelling at the director of the logistics department in the hall because of the shortage of medical supplies.
Finally, Minato sat down slumped, covering his face, and his shoulders were shaking.
After "listening" to this drama, the three Kirigakure spies looked at each other, their eyes filled with uncontrollable secret joy.
He made a retreat gesture and fled quietly.
Fugaku put down the tea cup, Mangekyo slowly faded away, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth. "I really thought I saw the trump card."