Konoha Sheriff

Time flies so fast, and it’s the end of this month in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that the new month is about to begin, the discussion among businessmen about store management fees has also become more and more intense.

Although the news that "the Hokage's Office will take over all store management fees" is rampant, these businessmen are not fools.

Although the people in the police force did not show any violent reaction, which made them feel that something was wrong, they still felt something different from this calm:

Things will never be as simple as imagined!

Faced with this undercurrent of calm, these vendors behaved differently.

After enjoying the services of the police force, some people felt that the police force was indeed reliable, so they took the initiative to go to the Uchiha tribe and pay the money before the police force came to their door.

Some people, as Danzo imagined, were more willing to believe in Sarutobi Hiruzen's credibility as the Third Hokage. Even if the charges at the Hokage Building were half higher, they still handed over the money. Hokage Building.

Of course, there are also people in the crowd who claim to be smart and have a good family background, who choose to buy both for the sake of stability, thinking that they can sit back and relax without any impact.

Everyone in the police force, under Beichen's instruction, had been watching all this with indifference, and it was not until the last day of this month that they went door to door to collect management fees like they did at the beginning of the month.

In fact, collecting money on this trip was just a formality. If you had the intention to pay, you would have paid it before that. I took this trip just to avoid any gossip afterwards.

Facing the pair of vendors who said they had handed over the money to the Hokage Building, the members of the police force did not say a single word. They only left a sentence of "I hope you remember your choice clearly" and then quickly turned and left. .

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It was still dark, but most of the villagers in Konoha were awakened by the quarrel outside the door.

"I set up a stall here last month and paid the police force. Why do you want to take my place?"

"The police force is nothing. For the money I paid to the Third Generation, the people from the Konoha Finance Department have already allocated this place to me. If you don't accept it, go to the Third Generation to reason with me!"

"I said your uncle!"

"I'll go to you!"

The villagers who were woken up angrily opened the windows and wanted to shout something like "Don't let anyone sleep anymore" below, but the tragic street scene below made them shut up in shock.

I saw countless vendors below, pushing and shoving each other, rotten leaves, rotten eggs, and tomatoes flying all over the sky, falling on the walls, and on the ground, being stepped on and rubbed by the vendors who were struggling together, and left behind A trail of dirty marks.

There was also the one who opened a physical store, but the store suffered an inexplicable disaster. He rolled up his sleeves angrily and joined the battlefield.

It's chaos, the whole of Konoha is in chaos this morning!

Just as the villagers were shivering in their houses, praying that the windows of their houses would not be broken by bricks, and that some gods would come to control the monsters outside, the sound of uniform footsteps and loud and sharp whistles came from the street corner.

Hearing the loud whistle, the vendors who were originally fighting in a group subconsciously stopped what they were doing. The villagers who were shivering in their houses also poked their heads out to see what had been brought to them in the past month. How will the police force, which has come with countless surprises, resolve this dispute?

After another whistle, the originally uniform footsteps suddenly became chaotic.

The members of the police force holding rubber batons scattered in all directions, picked up the batons in their hands and attacked the vendors who were hugging each other - to be precise, those vendors who had not paid with the police force. Pull it away hard.

The six major detachments patrolled the streets in their respective neighborhoods for a full month, and the vendors at each stall on the street were fixed. Therefore, the people in the police force knew exactly who paid and who did not. Chu, if you hit him with a soft stick, you will definitely not be able to find anyone who did it wrong.

After a while of crying for father and mother, the vendors who were originally fighting in a ball were immediately divided into two rows with members of the police force as the "Chuhe-Hanjie". One row looked at each other arrogantly, while the other row grinned at the same time. He stared at the police force members with dissatisfaction:

"Why do you beat people?"

The leader of the team took a step forward and replied loudly:

"According to the Konoha Public Security Management Regulations, for those who stir up trouble without reason and disrupt the peace of Konoha, the police force has the right to choose the punishment method based on the circumstances of the prisoner's crime."

"Who said we were provoking trouble? We were setting up stalls and doing business in our own place, but they came to steal our territory!"

The grinning businessmen spoke angrily.

"Your territory?" The captain of the police force smiled contemptuously, turned to his subordinates and said, "Bring it up to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, two team members immediately unfolded the enlarged version of the street thumbnail. Each small grid on the map was marked with the name, age and general characteristics of the person who paid the money.

"You see, if any of your names are on this, I can't help but apologize to you, and I can also directly waive your store management fees for the next year."

Faced with the captain's arrogant statement, no one in the group of beaten traders dared to stand up and say that the police force had beaten the wrong person earlier.

"But, but, we obviously paid the money." There were still people in the crowd trying to argue.

"Have you paid? Do you have a receipt? We don't have a copy of your receipt here?" As he said that, the captain raised a stack of copies of receipts in his hand.

"I..." The vendors across the street were speechless. Their money had been handed over to the Hokage Building. How could the police force have their receipts?

By the way, when they handed the money to the Hokage's office building, the people there didn't leave any receipts for them. They just said it casually, and there was no proof that they could use it.

There were still some in the crowd who were unwilling to give up, trying to lift Hokage-sama out and force the captain to bow his head:

"Our money goes directly to the Hokage. No matter how powerful your police force is, don't you still have to listen to the Hokage?"

Hearing this, the captain sneered in his heart, but there was no change on his face:

“As a member of the village, our police force must of course listen to the words of the third generation adults.

But the problem is, we have not received any documents from the Hokage-sama so far, saying that the money you hand over to the Hokage Building has the same legal effect as handing the money over to the police force? "

Hearing this, the group of beaten traders could not help but be stunned. They... had never seen such an official document appear.

While the group of people were stunned, the captain gave a subtle wink to a person in the crowd opposite. The man nodded understandingly, then turned his head towards the direction of the Hokage Building and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"RNM, refund the money!"