"Seven items in total!!!"
In the office, the only silence left was the paper spread out on the table.
Utatane Koharu reached out first, picked up the piece of paper in front of her and read it. Halfway through, she picked up the tea and took a sip.
Shikaku Nara was leaning against the wall, with his eyes half closed and the corners of his mouth a little loose.
Mitokado Homura's hand pressed on the edge of the table.
"... This is different." He said, "They are afraid now because they don't know our trump card. When they figure it out, the rebound will be even greater."
"They can't figure it out."
"What did you say?"
"They even thought wrong about what our trump card is." Senju Chen pushed the sixth piece of paper in front of him, "They thought Konoha's trump card was a twenty-year strategic layout, a strategic master hidden behind the scenes, and a game of chess played since Second Shinobi World War."
"But what is our trump card now, Elder Homura!!!"
Mitokado Homura I didn't know what to say for a while.
"It's the 4,200 sets of augmentation wristbands that Joint Factory released last month. It's the 367 cases of Limb Regeneration that Medical Department produced in three months." Senju Chen said, "They can see these things, but they don't believe them. People won't believe an answer that's too simple. So they made up a more complicated one for us."
"That answer is ten times scarier than what we really are."
"And we don't actually have to say a word."
Jiraiya slowly sat upright beside him.
"... I admit that the result this time is good."
"But what I want to say has not changed." Mitokado Homura raised his head and stared at Senju Chen, "You only won this bet. But with your approach, you will win once, twice, but once you lose once, then I, Konoha, will be attacked by the entire Shinobi World group."
"Elder Homura, I have written it down."
Senju Chen nodded, his tone was very positive.
The old man was stunned for a moment - he had prepared seven or eight tougher sentences, but they were all useless.
"Since the elder said 'lose'." Senju Chen reached out and took out something from his arms, pinched it with two fingers and placed it in the center of the table.
"Then there happens to be something here that may make Konoha lose."
That thing on the table, about the size of a fingernail.
It's a thin piece. There are a few copper wires as thin as hair, running at right angles, and three solder beads are lit at the corners.
There is still a little bit of mud that has dried into powder on the edge.
"What is this?" Utatane Koharu asked first.
"Frost's Descent Plan That night, Eagle Claw Gorge was the seventh metal fragment picked up by the recovery team on the rock platform outside the blasting point." Senju Chen said, "The first six fragments are our drone fragments, and the numbers have all been verified."
"Not this one."
Shikaku Nara stood up straight from the wall.
"Minister Chen."
"Shikaku-sama."
"That night, the man on the top of the cliff."
"Yes." Senju Chen said, "Forehead Protector will be polished and Water Release will be used to bypass all seven observation altitudes in our nineteen days. He is not going to fight, he is going to give Konoha has a piece of 'evidence of guilt' on him - as long as our explosion collapses the upstream weir and the nine people protecting the food drown in the canyon, there will be nine corpses on Daimyo of the Land of Earth's table the next day."
"Then Konoha those four words 'I don't know about this' will be invalidated on the spot."
"But he missed." Mitokado Homura said.
"He missed because I moved the blast delay back 400 meters in the last eight seconds." Senju Chen said, "In other words, it was so close that night that we are not meeting here now, but preparing Fourth Shinobi World War."
In the office, no one spoke.
"So I kept this fragment for three months."
Senju Chen Push that thing forward.
"You can take a look at its workmanship. The width of the copper wire is 0.3 millimeters, the traces are all at 90-degree angles, and there are three solder beads with the same spacing."
"Shinobi World There is currently only one place where the wiring is routed like this."
He raised his eyes.
"Konoha Joint Factory."
"--The third batch of Chakra sensing components."
Utatane Koharu put the teacup in his hand directly back on the table.
Mitokado Homura took a step forward, grabbed the fragment, and held it up to his eyes.
"What did you say."
"This is our own thing, Elder Homura." Senju Chen's voice did not change at all, "The man standing on the top of the cliff that night rubbed off all the marks on Forehead Protector and used Water Release - but he carried the third batch of Konoha Joint Factory components in his pocket."
"He knows our blasting point. He knows the seven observation altitudes we have changed in nineteen days. He knows where the only rock platform in the whole canyon that we have not photographed is."
"These three things are only written on two documents from beginning to end."
Senju Chen hold out two fingers.
"One copy is in the Public Security Department technical team."
"Another copy, in the Anbu laboratory."
"--Among the three additional clauses that Lord Third personally decided, the first is 'all blasting points and ballistics should be reported to Anbu for verification'."
Jiraiya put his hands on his knees.
Tsunade's face slowly turned cold.
"So." Senju Chen took his hand back, "Elder Homura just asked who put the words 'control of other countries' on Konoha's back."
"I carried it. I admit it."
"But I want to ask now--"
He folded the seven pieces of paper on the table back one by one, very slowly.
"That night, who wanted Konoha to really go to war with Iwagakure?"
Senju Chen placed the folded paper in front of Tsunade.
"This is someone inside Konoha delivering knives to other countries."
"The first one he handed me, I blocked it."
"The second one, I don't know where it will be handed to."
The office was so quiet that you could hear the hawking on the street downstairs.
"Elder Homura. Let me finish what you just said for you." Senju Chen said, "We can win once, twice, or countless times externally, but we cannot lose internally."
His finger pointed at the fragment.
The old man's throat moved.
"Lord Hokage." Shikaku Nara spoke, his voice still lazy but slow, "I suggest not to leave this matter to Anbu."
"Why."
"Because we don't know whether the document was leaked from the technical team or the verification laboratory." Shikaku said, "The person who checked Anbu cannot be Anbu."
"Then Public Security Department." Mitokado Homura said suddenly.
Everyone looked at him.
The old man put the fragment back on the table and pressed his palm twice on the edge of the table.
"I still don't like what you did, Senju Chen, very much." He said, "But in this matter, you are the only one who knows all three things from beginning to end, and you have no reason to hand yourself a knife."
"Elder Homura I also wrote down these words."
Tsunade turned around and pressed stamp on the document.
"Public Security Department files the case. You can decide the code name yourself." She said, "Little Chen, I will give you the authority - all personnel files and receipt records of the technical team, the inspection room, and Joint Factory. You can directly call them. If anyone blocks you, tell me their name."
"That Joint Factory's third batch of components." Utatane Koharu asked, "How many pieces have been shipped from the factory?"
"One thousand two hundred pieces."
"Where is the receipt record?"
"It has been transferred out." Senju Chen said, "One thousand two hundred pieces, all received, with a total of seventy-one signees, all stamped."
"That's not easy to check."
"Yes." Senju Chen took the fragment back into his arms, "It's easy to check."
"The investigation has been completed."
"One thousand one hundred and ninety-nine pieces, they match." Senju Chen said, "The signature and seal for the remaining piece are also there."
"Which department does the seal belong to?"
"I checked." Senju Chen said, "The printed number was canceled five years ago."
The lights in the office were on. Tsunade was collecting the papers on the table when his movements stopped.
Jiraiya turned around slowly.
"Log out..." Mitokado Homura's voice was a little confused, "Five years ago?"
"Five years ago." Senju Chen nodded,
"That batch of people with canceled numbers."
"All belong to the same organization."
"--root."