Kuga gritted his teeth and took out an inconspicuous-looking small stone piece from his arms, which was the token transmitted by the secret message.
"According to the rules of the dead world, we can only use this to send a three-word secret message to the outside world. The specific content and contact point depend on this stone piece to automatically transmit Chakra fluctuations."
"Three words? Just three words. Can you explain the current situation clearly?"
"This is the rule. The simpler, the safer. We only need to send out the four-word signal 'Kirigakure abnormality', and someone will naturally take care of the rest."
While Kuga was speaking, his fingers were already pressing quickly on the stone tablets and inputting Chakra into it. The stone tablets slightly emitted an almost imperceptible ripple, radiating out in a specific direction.
"Okay." Kuga breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground full of sewage. "Then we just need to hold on and wait for the response person to come..."
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
"Report, captured secret signal, source: Kirigakure underground drainage channel No. 3, signal content: Kirigakure abnormal movement."
Far away on the top floor of High Tower, on the table of Senju Chen, a White Zetsu was respectfully placing the message just intercepted in front of him.
Senju Chen glanced at it, and a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Finally it's out."
Half an hour later.
Kuga The three of them were still waiting shivering in the sewer. Suddenly, there was a soft sound above their heads.
"Shasha... Thank you for your hard work, you three. The receptionist has arrived. Please move to another place and let's chat."
A White Zetsu plant half-protruded from the wall of the canal, with a signature "Society Your Brother Chen"-style smile on its face.
Kuga The three of them turned pale instantly.
"Ghost!!!" Kuga was so frightened by the sudden appearance of White Zetsu that his voice was trembling.
"Shasha... I'm sorry, your 'connector' is me. I am now officially informing you that from today on, your 'dead room' mission will be honored and become a full-time job, becoming the 'living room' of our new master."
"... Huh?"
Kuga had questions in his mind and didn't understand the funny logic of this statement at all, but the next second, he was not in the mood to think about this problem anymore, because dozens of clones of White Zetsu had already emerged from the walls and waterways in all directions, surrounding the three of them tightly, and not even a fly could fly out.
The atmosphere in the interrogation room was extremely oppressive.
Kuga was tied to a chair, with despair written all over his face. The other two ninjas also had the same expression, as if they had foreseen their own ending - turning into ashes just like Tsukiki.
Senju Chen stood in front of them with his hands behind his hands, a faint smile on his face. That smile was more frightening than any roar.
"Kuga." He spoke slowly, "Secret messenger, responsible for emergency communications. This position is a good job. After so many years of stability, no one thought that you still have such a big 'surprise' hidden in you."
Kuga gritted his teeth and said nothing.
"You're not talking, are you?" Senju Chen smiled, not in a hurry, "It doesn't matter, I can guess it even if you don't tell me."
"You are the 'Dead Room' that Yagura arranged in the early years, a group of secret lines specially used to communicate in emergencies, right?"
Kuga's pupils shrank suddenly.
"You... how do you know..."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew that he had exposed the secret that should not be exposed - Kirisame Ryo actually knew this!
Senju Chen smiled even deeper, "Look, I said, I don't need you to answer, I can guess it myself."
He silently added in his heart: Actually, this is not a guess at all. I already know what you people are doing in the dead, which is fishing and law enforcement, and follow the procedures.
Kuga's face was as pale as paper, and his whole body was trembling. "You... what on earth do you want to do!"
"Me?" Senju Chen raised his eyebrows, his tone as relaxed as if he was talking about today's weather, "I don't want to do anything."
He slowly approached, crouched down, and looked level with Kuga: "I even plan to let you continue to do 'death time'."
Kuga was stunned, and the other two ninjas also looked confused.
"However, the rules need to be changed." Senju Chen's smile suddenly turned cold, "I will decide the content of every message you send out from now on. When the other side needs to hear any 'good news', I have the final say."
"You... you want us to be double agents?!" Kuga looked at him in disbelief, "Do you think Master Kuraya is such an easy person to be fooled?! Once he senses something abnormal..."
"It's imperceptible." Senju Chen's tone was unusually calm, with a sense of absolute confidence, "Because your lives are still in my hands. I know everything about your family, your colleagues, and everything you know. If you dare to reveal even the slightest clue, I guarantee that your end will be worse than death."
He paused, and his tone suddenly became gentle, even with a hint of "thinking about you": "Of course, if you cooperate well, I will not treat you badly. At least, compared to some people turning into ashes, or becoming a living dead like Captain Inoue, your current choice is much more cost-effective, right?"
Kuga trembled all over. Looking at Kirisame Ryo's bottomless eyes, a bone-chilling chill filled his heart.
He finally understood that the man in front of him was not threatening them at all - he was using the calmest and most rational way to hold their fate firmly in his hands, leaving him no room for resistance.
"I... I promise..." Kuga's voice has completely collapsed, with a cry, "I promise to be a double agent, please... don't hurt my family..."
"This is the choice of smart people." Senju Chen stood up with satisfaction and clapped his hands, as if he had just completed an ordinary "employee talk".
"Take them down and treat them well. By the way, reorganize these people's 'Death Room' files and give them to me. From now on, this contact channel will be our High Tower's 'exclusive hotline'."
"Yes!" The instructor in charge of the interrogation immediately stepped forward and took the three of them down.
Silence returned to the interrogation room, with only Senju Chen left.
He walked slowly to the window, looking out at the village shrouded in thick fog, thinking silently in his mind: Obito ah Obito, these people you left behind were originally intended to be insurance for you to inform yourself at critical moments. Unfortunately, this channel has now become a card in my hand.
He thought of the "Yahiko" in the glass jar that had not yet been repaired, of the rescue plan that Land of Rain was preparing intensively, and of the sharpened beast No. 262 of the Land of Waterfalls base, and the calmness and determination in his heart became stronger and stronger.
"Obito ah Obito..." He whispered to himself, the corner of his mouth slowly rising into a smile full of playfulness and calculation.
"The knife you left at Kirigakure now belongs to me, so you can play outside."
"In the future... what news do I have, what do I want to tell you..."
"Then it's all up to me."
Outside the window, thick fog billows, as if it is also casting an uneasy shadow over this silent game.
At this moment, Land of Rain, in the underground stronghold where they are still debating over the treatment plan, no one knows that a secret channel leading to them has completely fallen into the enemy's control.