Inside the hospital, dozens of Chakra signatures flowed slowly in their respective places.
There were two in the first-floor emergency room, their Chakra steady. They belonged to the Medical Ninja on duty.
There were more than a dozen in the second-floor wards, most faint and even. They belonged to patients recovering from their injuries.
At the end of the third-floor corridor was one signature, blue-green and several times stronger than those around it, though slightly unstable.
Shisui Uchiha.
His Chakra was much weaker than usual. His injuries from earlier that day had yet to heal completely.
Even so, that blue-green glow was brighter than everyone else's Chakra combined.
Outside the hospital, more than twenty cold-blue Chakra signatures were scattered in every direction like ghostly flames in the night.
At the main entrance, Danzo lurked in the shadow of a cherry tree, leaning on his cane. His single eye watched the lit window on the hospital's third floor.
Two trusted subordinates stood behind him. Yamanaka Fū's place had been taken by someone new. One stood on either side, both giving off a sinister air.
All three wore black masks to conceal their identities.
Along the base of the walls surrounding the hospital, in the bushes, and behind the water tank on the rooftop opposite, more than twenty Root ninja lay hidden.
Some crouched in drainage ditches, their bodies pressed against the cold, damp earth. Some hung from branches, blending into the night. Others lay inside ventilation ducts on the hospital's outer wall, only their pairs of cold eyes visible.
Yongye sensed the distribution of their Chakra and gave a contemptuous sneer.
The main entrance, side entrance, rear entrance, roof, drains, even the underground pipes—every possible way in or out was sealed.
But inside the hospital, there were no Uchiha lookouts around