"An injury scam?"
Uchiha Minamoto froze.
The other Uchiha around him froze too.
Someone actually dared to pull an injury scam on the Great Love Group, on the Uchiha?
Were they in that much of a hurry to meet the Sage of Six Paths?
Whose subordinate was this?
Uchiha Rai quickly explained.
"We'd pretty much done all the good deeds there were to do in the new clan grounds, so we thought we'd expand outside.
"Just like you planned before, Group Leader, doing good deeds in the village could also improve the clan's reputation.
"This evening, a squad of ordinary members was doing good deeds in the southern district of the village. They encountered a drunk lying by the roadside and were about to help him up, but he latched onto them. He even said our people had deliberately pushed him over, that he was badly injured, and demanded compensation.
"Our people were going to argue, but some reporters happened to pass by. They took pictures and left immediately. Our people tried to stop them but couldn't.
"Group Leader, if we don't do something now, those pictures might be in the papers tomorrow!"
That was also why Uchiha Rai was frantic.
Just as he saw the Great Love Group's work about to get on track, something like this had suddenly happened.
Anyone would have been anxious.
"The Great Love Group members just happened to leave the clan grounds, a drunk just happened to pull an injury scam, and reporters just happened to pass by and take pictures..."
As he spoke, Uchiha Hinotori, a seasoned veteran police captain, couldn't help laughing.
"Group Leader, if it had only happened once, we could call it a coincidence.
"But with so many coincidences coming together, someone must have deliberately arranged this behind the scenes!"
Uchiha Minamoto also laughed in exasperation.
"Uncle Hinotori, tell us something we don't know!"
"Hahaha!"
Uchiha Hinotori laughed aloud.
Whether the news would make tomorrow's papers or not.
It wasn't in the papers yet, was it?
Since it hadn't been published, there was still time to act!
"We can't wait until tomorrow."
Uchiha Minamoto put away his smile, his calm tone carrying unquestionable authority.
"Since the problem hasn't spread yet, we'll nip it in the bud.
"Let's go!"
With that, Uchiha Minamoto strode off.
Seeing this, the Great Love Group members around him immediately followed without another word.
No one hesitated. No one asked questions.
Wherever the Group Leader went, they went.
The Great Love Group, loyalty!
A ninja's speed needed no explanation.
Just a few minutes later.
Uchiha Minamoto led the Great Love Group members to the "scene of the incident" in the village.
A large crowd of villagers had already gathered to watch.
"What happened here?"
"The Uchiha beat someone up!"
"They even broke his leg!"
Approaching from behind, Uchiha Minamoto couldn't help laughing in anger at these Konoha villagers' words.
These troublemaking peasants!
Seeing the large Uchiha contingent arrive, the Konoha villagers wisely followed their instincts and retreated more than ten meters away.
"Group Leader!"
An ordinary Great Love Group member approached and pointed at the drunk ahead, who was clutching his thigh and wailing, his teeth clenched.
"That's him!"
"Thanks for your hard work. This is compensation for your emotional distress. Split it with your teammates."
Uchiha Minamoto patted the member on the shoulder, pulled a ten-thousand-ryo note from his pocket, and stuffed it into his hand.
"Leave the rest to me!"
Clutching the note, the member raised his hand in salute, his eyes fervent.
"Loyalty!!!"
Uchiha Minamoto walked forward.
The middle-aged man on the ground was still wailing.
"My leg's broken! The Uchiha did it!"
Uchiha Minamoto glanced at him, crouched without a word, and pressed a hand against the middle-aged man's thigh.
"Y-you... what are you doing?" The middle-aged man's expression changed instantly.
"Checking your injury and confirming the compensation while I'm at it."
Uchiha Minamoto spoke with a smile, applying a little pressure with his hand. A crisp sound of breaking bone followed.
Crack!
"Yes, now it's definitely broken."
Uchiha Minamoto stood and waved a hand.
"Someone take this gentleman to the Konoha Military Police Force's special hospital and give him a full examination.
"I think his thigh might not be the only thing injured. There might be some damage to his brain too."
Several Great Love Group members immediately stepped forward.
Some grabbed his hands, some covered his mouth, and some pinned his feet. They carried the middle-aged man straight away like a pig.
Seeing this, the surrounding Konoha villagers voiced their praise.
"Oh, it's Minamoto!"
"Officer Minamoto, I know him. He's a good Uchiha."
"But come to think of it, does the Konoha Military Police Force have its own hospital?"
"Hmm... why wouldn't it?"
Uchiha Minamoto clapped the dust off his palms.
A prison hospital was still a hospital!
It didn't treat physical disabilities, but it could restore memories.
Uchiha-style ninja art-
Great Memory Restoration Technique!
Chapter 31: How dare you use Root's methods against Root! (Please keep reading! Please vote with monthly tickets!)
The underground interrogation room of the Konoha Military Police Force building.
Dim yellow light flickered in the cramped space, and a faint smell of rust hung in the air.
When the middle-aged man had first been brought into the building, he had still been shouting things like, "The Uchiha really broke my leg," "I've served the village, I've bled for Konoha," and "I want to see Lord Hokage."
But once he was actually brought into the interrogation room, an invisible pressure instantly gripped his throat, leaving him unable to force out a single word.
Bang!
The interrogation room door was shoved open hard, striking the wall with a dull thud.
Uchiha Minamoto strode in, accompanied by two Great Love Group members.
All three were expressionless, their eyes cold enough to kill.
How should one put it?
They looked like perfectly normal, standard, run-of-the-mill Uchiha ninja.
At the sight, the middle-aged man's heart jolted, and warmth spread through his crotch.
"Oh, it's piss? I thought it was sweat..."
Uchiha Minamoto scoffed.
He had seen plenty of Konoha troublemakers like this.
Outside, they talked tough.
Once through the doors of the Konoha Military Police Force, they turned into weaklings.
"O-officer."
Cold sweat broke out on the middle-aged man's forehead. Ignoring the pain of the broken bone in his thigh, he forced a smile.
"You helped me up before too..."
"Shut up. Now, I ask, you answer."
Uchiha Minamoto lightly tapped his wrist, summoning an Explosive Tag.
"You recognize this, right?"
"An Explosive Tag!"
"Very good."
Uchiha Minamoto slapped the Explosive Tag onto the middle-aged man's face with a sharp smack.
"When an Explosive Tag goes off, someone dies.
"When someone dies, someone cries.
"When people cry, they speak from the heart.
"Talk. You've got at least three things to say."
Sweat poured down the middle-aged man's back. His clothes and trousers were completely soaked.
"I shouldn't have provoked the Great Love Group members."
"Not that."
"Someone paid me to do it."
"Not that either."
"The reporters who took the pictures were from Shueisha!"
"Shueisha?"
"Group Leader, I know Shueisha."
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