The old devil Konoha wants to be a good person

No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat. Linru still felt a little bit happy in his heart, so when he talked about work matters next, his tone became much more cheerful.

"For those ninjas from other villages wandering around Aomori Town, we mainly focus on mediating conflicts. Try not to let them start large-scale melees in the Land of Fire. As for searching for blood owl"

"It's okay as long as we mean it, don't take it too seriously."

The Sandaime is obviously not optimistic about the current siege of the major ninja villages. If the blood owl is really so easy to kill, the ninja world will not linger in his shadow all year round. This time, the thunder will be loud and the rain will be light.

"Regarding Jiraiya-senpai's injury, Sandaime, why don't you let me go find Tsunade-senpai?" After talking about the business, Linru became worried about Jiraiya's condition.

"I have read the test report. You don't need to worry about this. I will send another person to recall Tsunade. The most important thing for you right now is to handle the job at hand."

For Sarutobi Hiruzen, talents should be used in more important places. With the relationship between Tsunade and Jiraiya, even if he doesn't have to take action, he will definitely return to the village after receiving the news.

As for Yagyu, the leader of the hunting lords who caused unprovoked trouble, killed the ANBU of Konoha, and wounded Jiraiya, the Sandaime said that he would take note of this account. Although there was nothing he could do against the gang of desperadoes for the time being,

It's not that it is not reported, the time has not come.

Interrogation Department, outside a cell covered with one-way glass.

Wearing a black trench coat and a fierce look, Morinoi Hiki's eyes squinted slightly, he glanced at the red-haired girl sitting in the cell, and said to Linru expressionlessly:

"She has a very bad character. She doesn't look like an 8-year-old girl at all. In short, she is very uneducated. I'm afraid you will have a lot of trouble in the future."

On the two "very" words, he deliberately emphasized his tone.

"Even you can't deal with her."

Seeing Yi Bixi's stiff and depressed expression, Linru was surprised. With all the punishment methods of the interrogation department, they could not deal with an underage girl.

"Sandai's order prohibits us from abusing her. Even with some verbal warnings, she won't take it. You will know the details later."

Yibi seemed to be reluctant to say more. He asked his men to open the cell door, exchanged a few words with Linru, and then went about his business. The first words out of the bad girl Songyue were:

"My father is a blood owl. He has killed more people than you guys have ever seen. If any of you dare to touch me, just wait until the whole family goes to the Pure Land to report."

Looking at Song Yue, who was holding her hands on her hips, looking menacing, and baring a small tiger tooth, Linru couldn't help but have a strange look on her face. It wasn't enough to pretend to be him emotionally, but also to pretend to be his daughter.

The surrounding interrogation team members all gave Linru a look of sympathy, and then left quickly. It was obvious that Songyue's existence made them both disgusted and afraid, and in short, very uncomfortable.

"Hey, hurry up and get someone to release Zhuli, or I'll ask my father to wash this place with blood." After everyone left, Songyue pointed at the only person left and shouted.

Although the sound of milk sounds milky, it does not lose its majesty at all.

Linru walked up to Songyue with a half-smile, and when he saw the little girl looking up at him without fear, looking bossy and arrogant, he stretched out his hand and grabbed her collar fiercely.

"Hey, why are you letting me go?"

Catching Songyue like a chicken, Linru ignored the girl's angry shouts, scratched randomly, and walked leisurely towards the entrance of the interrogation department.

Although he doesn't have much experience in dealing with naughty children, he still knows a little bit about the most traditional method, which is spanking, especially spanking. The little girl will soon be unable to bear it.

An hour later, in the living room, Songyue sat on her knees on the floor obediently, with big tears streaming down her face, and from time to time she rubbed her red and swollen butt with her little hands.

After experiencing an inhumane family upbringing, Songyue now knows who is the boss. At least she will no longer keep talking about "asking my father to kill your whole family".

Looking at the man lying lazily on the sofa in front of her, Songyue was furious in her heart, but she didn't dare to make any mistakes on her face. Lihua wiped away her tears and said softly:

"Dad, I know I was wrong."

Linru opened her half-closed eyes and glanced at Songyue, who was pretending to be a good girl, but secretly she was gritting her teeth and said unhurriedly:

"No, your father is a blood owl, just call me Linru Jōnin."

"Linrujounin" Songyue immediately changed her words. She didn't know whether it was to express her obedience or because she believed that a mere Konoha ninja was not worthy of being her father.

"Okay, it's uncomfortable to kneel down. Stand up."

Songyue stood up according to the words, rubbed her knees again, and stood aside timidly, seeing Linru frowning, as if she was the one who made the mistake.

"Are you hungry"

"good."

Only now did Linru have the time to take a closer look at Songyue: her long red hair hung down to her waist, and her beautiful face was vaguely visible on her dirty little face.

A set of tattered coarse linen clothes barely covered the petite body, with the arms and calves exposed. A pair of small feet were pressed against the floor, with the toes slightly curled inward.

What a good image of a disheveled and precarious war orphan. Linru thought to himself silently and asked softly: "Why do you want to pretend to be a blood owl?"

“For food”

The answer was expected, but Linru didn't stop asking:

“Is it just for eating?”

Songyue hesitated for a moment, bit her lip lightly, mustered up the courage to look directly at Linru, who was looking at her, and said, "Not exactly, I like that feeling."

"What does it feel like"

"Everyone is afraid of me, afraid of me, as if I am the center of the world." A pair of small hands were held in front of his chest, his red eyes were shining with stars, and his admiration and yearning were beyond words.

"It feels so wonderful to see those people who used to beat me, scold me, and bully me, screaming in panic and running around like a bunch of rats."

Linru laughed at himself and shook his head helplessly, admonishing: "Do you know how many people the blood lord has killed and committed many crimes, and how many families have been broken up and separated from his wife and children because of him?"

"I don't care. In my heart, he is the greatest hero." Songyue suddenly became excited, staring at Linru with hostility, and even bared his fangs like a frightened beast.

"I worship him from the bottom of my heart, admire him, and wish I could dedicate everything to him. You are not allowed to talk about my hero like that, otherwise"

"Otherwise," Linru asked dryly.

"Otherwise I will commit suicide in front of you."

It seems that a delicate girl can only threaten others in this way, and the premise is that the man opposite seems to care about her a little bit.

Linru looked at Songyue with some confusion. There seemed to be thousands of words in his heart that he wanted to say, but he kept them all in his chest. He did not say anything. Only the corner of his mouth twitched inadvertently, which proved that his heart was not as calm as he appeared.