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Seeing that the situation was not good, Fukuyama hurriedly shouted: "Kids, I am helping the Shiji family, you can't kill me."

"The Shiji family?" Uchiha Mikoto was stunned. Of course she knew that the Shiji family was their employer family when they came to the capital this time. Although the mission was over, they were still staying at the Shiji family tonight.

The Shiji family actually still runs this kind of business?Obviously the current head of the Shiji family, Shiji Ginjing, and his younger brother Shiji Ginbayashi, seemed to her to be polite and well-educated nobles.

Can humans really be so hypocritical?

Uchiha Mikoto did not consider the impact of the matter involving the Shiji family, but the strong contrast in her understanding of the Shiji family made her feel an unprecedented sense of absurdity in her heart, and she was at a loss for a moment.

"Oh, if you don't believe it, Master Yinlin is inside. You can ask him."

Fukuyama knew that he had made the right bet and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The two young ninjas were indeed very scrupulous after hearing the name of the great noble.

"Humph, they are just tools in the hands of nobles. Showing off their power in front of us is not just groveling when meeting nobles."

"The Shiji family is one of the top three high-ranking nobles in the Fire Country. They hold real power. Just two genin want to kill me. You have to look at the faces of the Shiji family."

He was in unbearable pain all over his body, but he still climbed up from the ground with difficulty. He lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said, "Master Yin Lin is in the basement. If you want to find him, I am willing to lead you."

After saying that, he secretly glanced at Uchiha Mikoto, saw a hesitant look on her face, and was ready to take the opportunity to persuade her again.

At this moment, a white light flashed in Fukuyama's eyes.

Kurama Yan maintained his stance of wielding the knife, while Fukuyama held his throat in pain, and blood spurted out from his wound uncontrollably.

He pursed his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something. After a moment, his strong body collapsed, leaving a circle of dust on the ground.

"Ayan..." Uchiha Mikoto hesitated.

"Don't worry, aren't there people here?" Kurama Yan lowered his dagger and pointed his free left hand at the porter who spoke before.

He doesn't care about the impact. A nasty little person like Fukuyama is really an eyesore, so it would be better to deal with it directly here.

The porters huddled on the ground. Seeing Fushan being killed, they were so frightened that they did not dare to breathe.Seeing that Kurama Yan seemed to have noticed them, he quickly rolled around and got to Kurama Yan's feet, kowtowing hard.

"Sir, please spare our lives. We are only responsible for transporting goods. We don't know anything..."

Seeing them constantly begging for mercy and trying to distance themselves from the matter, Kurama Yan became a little impatient.

"Shut up!" he interrupted the two porters.

"You lead the way." Seeing that the porter didn't dare to speak, Kuramayan casually pointed to someone to lead the way.

After he calmed down from his initial anger, he felt that there was something strange about this matter.

From the time Uchiha Mikoto's wallet was stolen to the porter carrying the bag containing the body, everything was too coincidental.

Then think of the interception and killing of Shiji Ginjing before, and the Shiji Ginlin they were about to meet.

Thinking of this, Kurama Yan's eyes revealed a playful tone: "Let me see what kind of tricks they are playing."

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"You go ahead." After a few people entered the doorway, Kuramayan ordered the porter to explore the way at the front in an indifferent tone.

There are no ninjas in the capital who can break the "control of the five senses", and Kurama Yan has few scruples in his actions here.However, when entering a strange place, you have to be careful of traps, so he still needs a pathfinder.

The porter didn't dare to refute, so he nodded hurriedly and walked in front of a few people.

The other porter, Kurama Yan, thought about it and let him go.This kind of civilians are just the lowest level people. They carry corpses just to survive. Unlike Fukuyama, there is no need to kill indiscriminately.

As for the possibility of informing people or moving reinforcements, Kurama Yan didn't care.He didn't take anyone in the capital seriously, and he also expected that the low-level civilians wouldn't have the guts to take care of their ninja affairs.

The first floor of this building is only used as a cover. Once you enter, there is only an empty room and a straight downward corridor at the corner.

On the stone wall of the corridor, there is a kerosene lamp lit every few meters. The light is dim, but it is not enough to see the road ahead clearly.

After going down more than 30 steps, the corridor deflected at an angle of about 45 degrees.

"The so-called basement, isn't it in front?"

Kurama Yan frowned slightly. He fired several chakras forward, directly and sideways, but they all fell into disgrace.

After several more deflections like this, he secretly estimated that he had now reached at least 20 meters underground.He originally thought this place was a brothel-like place, but the reality was completely different from what he imagined. Even if it was an illegal place, there was no need to hide it so deep underground.

Moreover, the simple and practical architectural style of this corridor is more like a secret passage than for business purposes.

From this point of view, it is indeed a bit strange.

After one final deflection, the corridor finally reached the end, and there were no more steps going down.

However, you still have to go through a long corridor, which is similar to a corridor. The walls are made of exposed masonry and kerosene lamps are hung for lighting.

And every once in a while, there is a wooden door locked with a thick iron chain on the wall next to it.

"What are these wooden doors used for? Is there another room inside?" After Kurama Yan noticed this, he asked the porter leading the way.

"That's right, sir, when... there is business, the little men will be ordered to take the female slaves to these rooms and wait for the customers to come." The porter turned around and answered cautiously.

"Sure enough, it is a place where filth and evil are hidden." Kurama Yan knew it in his heart and asked, "Are the customers still there today?"

"They have been gone for a long time, leaving only the bodies of the two female slaves. The identities of the customers need to be kept secret, and we low-class people dare not ask." The porter's voice became lower and lower, for fear that these ninjas would be angry. I cut him down.

"They are all beasts." Uchiha Mikoto said coldly, but she did not vent her anger on the person who led the way.

The porter breathed a sigh of relief and continued to lead the way, leaving only the footsteps of a few people echoing in the corridor.The corridor was not a straight line either. They walked about a hundred paces and then veered off again.

After repeating this three times, Uchiha Mikoto asked impatiently:

"How far is it?"

"It'll be there soon, it'll be there soon."

After turning another corner in the secret passage, a huge space finally appeared in front of several people, giving them a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

The lights were brightly lit, illuminating the entire thousands-square-meter hall as if it were daytime.

At this point, the porter didn't want to go any further.While both of them were focused on the hall ahead, he didn't dare to say anything and simply slipped away in silence.

Kurama Yan and Uchiha Mikoto didn't bother to care about him and walked into the underground hall side by side.

Only then did the entire hall appear in front of their eyes. It was square and empty, except for a square high platform standing abruptly about ten meters in front.

When Shiji Ginlin, who was sitting upright on the high platform, saw the visitors, he smiled lightly, raised his hands and said leisurely: "It's really a blessing for these two guests who have come from afar to condescend to come here."

The loud voice echoed in this vast and closed underground hall.