Ninja World: Insect Princess from Konoha.

Chapter 826 Really Enough
Opportunities always come unexpectedly.

"Disappeared?"

Zhishui asked in surprise.

"Yes, meow." Li Wan said, licking the small dried fish that reached his mouth, "Everyone knows that people in the city will disappear without knowing it."

Everyone refers to the ninja cats of Konoha.

"How is it possible?" Zhishui said, "According to the regulations on humanitarian aid for homeless people, homeless people can go to the relief station to apply for social assistance."

"I don't understand what you said, meow." Riki said: "But everyone said so, it will disappear, it's best not to get close to it."

"Are you kidding!" Zhishui didn't believe it.

"Then have you seen beggars in the city?"

Who would pay attention to such things, Shisui's memories of hard work.

"Excuse me, why don't you wander anymore?" Zhishui asked.

Through these massive real events, we can actually see that people's lives are getting better little by little.

After Shisui left, Tsunade leaned back.

Behind the cold data, Tsunade felt full of warmth.

"I see." Tsunade waved his hand and said, "Keep working hard."

"Ah, yes." The man nodded.

"I'll investigate."

Not wanting to lose his identity in front of outsiders, the man yelled: "It's none of your business, get out!"

Zhishui took out his ID card and said, "If you have any questions, you can go to Shinobi for confirmation. Now, I have some questions to ask you."

What the hell question is this, are you being polite.

Zhishui felt it was time to retreat.

The man looked impatient, looking at Zhishui and suppressing his impulse.

Later, it gradually evolved into a rescue organization for the socially disadvantaged.

Zhishui quietly listened to the old man's narration.

The establishment of the rescue station can be traced back to the Second Ninja World War. During the Mito agency period, it was originally the responsibility of the rescue management station, and it was an organization to deal with the issue of prisoners of war during World War II.

Not a salesman, but a serious ninja.

"what!"

In this case, there is nothing unusual on the surface.

"I'm fucking happy, I'm so happy." The man gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up."

"Dog man, who is it! There's no end to it!" A woman's roar came from inside the house.

Although he breathed a sigh of relief, he was inexplicably regretful.

"Even if it's just me, I can raise my children and not just die."

Although Konoha has a more convenient network data archive center, it still retains traditional paper records.

Of course I have something to do.

On a dark and stormy night, Zhishui ventured in. As a professional ninja, he easily and smoothly sneaked into the data room to check the paper files over the years.

The first is the first.

"Excuse me, do you feel happy?"

It's not as lively as imagined. The lobby is full of homeless people sleeping, and the rescue station looks deserted. A few staff members hang around all day long, and even leave work early during working hours.

However, having presided over Konoha's work for many years, Tsunade has seen too much of the warmth and indifference of people's hearts.

The so-called pain and happiness, is probably the same thing.

I firmly believe that she will not deceive herself and hide herself.

"So." Tsunade looked at Shisui who was kneeling in front of him.

"The above situation, you go to confirm whether it is true."

"Yes, I'm very happy." With a happy smile on her face, grandma grabbed Zhishui's hand and began to talk about the past.

"The fourth generation is the most kind and good person I have ever met in my life."

Tsunade has the highest authority, and he is often used in his work on weekdays, and he has recorded everything in detail.

This is His Majesty's question.

"This is the gift of the fourth generation, and our family will always be grateful to her."

So where did people disappear?
It took a little while, and Tsunade took the time to browse carefully.

Before the third generation abdicated, Konoha did not have a similar institution.

The down-and-out youth in the photo is so poor that he has no shoes.

"Okay, sir." The middle-aged man changed his face.

"I see." Zhishui nodded and recorded it in his notebook.

"No, who are you?"

Without any nonsense, Zhishui took out the photo and asked, "This person is you, right?"

"I probably understand the situation, and it is basically true. Thank you for your support for my work."

It was a huge help.

A sad thing about the past years.

"It's against you! Where did you tell me to get lost just now!" The woman shouted louder, with disheveled hair and a bench, she rushed out, seeing the stagnant water at the entrance, she stopped in her tracks.

He will give out ham sausages on a whim, and he will also kick him on a whim.

Sure enough, this is the real Meiji, who always helps people in need without showing any signs of expression.

A true fiend who doesn't mind giving a helping hand to poor pups on the side of the road.

Inquire on behalf of.

After leaving Hokage's office, immediately rush to the front line of work.

Lucky or not, can't you see it?

The man looked deeply at Zhishui.

I remember seeing homeless and wandering people when I was a child, but when I grew up, I never saw them again.

"Who is it?" The middle-aged uncle who didn't seem to be troubled opened the door emotionally, looked at Zhishui in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Data can be faked, but reality does not.

Turning his head, he went to the next house without stopping.

"I took three children alone, and I heard that Konoha was giving food, so I ventured to Konoha to beg."

Zhishui checked the data, and due to the huge workload, he sneaked in at night for several weeks until he left at dawn.

Water stop knocking on the door.

To be on the safe side, Zhishui visited several other rescue stations and came to the same conclusion.

This guy must be very happy.

The rescue examples recorded one by one are displayed under Tsunade's browsing.

"Ha!" Zhishui responded energetically.

But that is under the premise of completely trusting Maggie.

Zhishui's scalp tingled for a while.

"I don't have permission to access Konoha's database."

This matter was not among Tsunade's previous concerns, and the follow-up progress is not very clear.

Suppressing his anger, the man gritted his teeth and said, "I have a fucking job, eat well, drink well, have a wife and children, what a vagabond."

Teacher, they are innocent.

"Walk slowly, don't send."

"At that time, we were poor and white, and the child's father died early."

Humans are complex animals.

"Is this person you?" Zhishui asked repeatedly.

The old lady wiped her tears.

"Excuse me, are you happy?"

If everything is implemented, then it is only natural that the current aid station has become deserted.

After sorting out, report to Tsunade for progress.

Do you have no eyes yourself?

Otherwise, what she saw was what she wanted her to see.

Immediately changed direction, Zhishui began to follow the rescue station that day.

"Not only was I taken in by Konoha, I was given a place to live, and I was also given a capable job."

Unfortunately, no recorded exceptions were found.

Tsunade started Konoha's database and browsed in depth.

But men are more straightforward.

Quietly, she put down the stool, brushed her hair at Zhishui, and showed a gentle yet awkward polite smile.

The Konoha database is also a large-scale biological equipment and institution built by Maggie, and the data in it has never been wrong.

"Now, I am very happy."

Zhishui hesitantly ticked the box.

A few days later, after sorting out the files, Tsunade called Shisui.

A thick information bag was placed in front of Zhishui.

"There is nothing wrong with the record on the surface."

Where do the homeless go?

The door slammed shut.

"Yes." Zhishui nodded repeatedly, sincerely agreeing.

This quiet listening lasted for several hours.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, Zhishui, who was caught by grandma, was in a hurry.

"Grandma! Enough! Really enough! I have other things to do!"

(End of this chapter)