Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Shikoku Island, Mima City, next to Anabuki River.

This is a quiet small town in the countryside. Outside the town is a farmland with crops. It takes only half an hour to walk across the river from one side of the town to the other side. Except for the national road passing by, it is said to be a modern version. The closed estate is no exaggeration.

The people in the town know each other well, and they don't see each other when they look down.

A big yellow dog ran out of the fruit house, followed by a little boy about six or seven years old with a ball in his hand.

"thump."

The round ball was rolling on the ground, and the big yellow dog turned around and barked. One dog and one child, it was very rural.

"Qi Ren, where are you going?"

A kind old man in his sixties walked out of the Tagoko House, looked at the back of his grandson running away and asked.

"Go back right away! Smelly grandpa!" Sun Tzu turned around and yelled at the old man, took out hard candy from his mouth and patted it on grandpa, "The candy is too sour, I won't eat it."

"Stinky boy." The old man laughed and cursed, and there was still a hard fruit candy in his hand that his grandson would not eat after taking a bite.

There are also small shops in the island country, but it is written in the island country-style Chinese characters as "駄果子屋", which is a common snack made of coarse grains, and later also referred to small snacks.

The snacks that Chinese people remember in their childhood can also be found in snack shops in the island country, such as whistle candy, milk flakes, cocoa butter wrapped in golden tinfoil shaped like gold coins, plastic gourd syrup full of saccharin and pigments...

If you want to talk about the biggest difference, the island country does not have the most enduring spicy sticks in Huaguo’s canteens, and Huaguo does not have the delicious sticks in the island country’s Taguo House, both of which are local specialties.

Waiting for the last wave of people from the Showa era to die, the confectionery house will completely dissipate in the mist of history, put the leftover candy from the grandson into his mouth, and the old man sits on a horse and basks in the sun of Shikoku Island.

As the number of students in the town primary schools decreased, the Tagoko House couldn't sell much in a day, but the old man didn't care about it. Find something to do and don't let yourself be idle. This is what people of his age pursue.

The life in a small place is so comfortable and quiet, as if it can drag people into endless leisure time, deeply imprinted in this land.

Spend time quietly like this, and then die at the right time. In two or three generations, no one will remember your name. In a few hundred years, the temple will probably release your tomb.

"Crackling." With hard fruit candy in his mouth, the old man heard the sound of his grandson's hurried footsteps.

"Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa!" The grandson shouted eagerly, as if being chased by a wild boar.

"What's the matter, Qiren?"

The old man took off the newspaper covering his eyes and looked in the direction of his grandson.

I saw Qi Ren standing in front of the store in fear, with tall figures on both sides of his thin body.

The tall figure was wearing a black suit, carrying a bag, and resting his other hand suspiciously in his bosom.

If it's just that, it's fine, maybe it's an unlucky social animal on a business trip to a small place, and there's nothing to care about.

But beside and behind Qiren, there were dozens of men in black standing, all of them staring at his own fruit house with expressionless faces.

Such an exaggerated posture is like a business trip.

Where did these dozens of people come from? Could it be a polar organization?

But in the small town there are only young gangsters who don't live up to expectations. There is no real Jidao organization. Besides, dozens of people are dispatched at one time. This is too exaggerated. Since I was young, I have never had anything to do with Yakuza .

He has old arms and legs, even if he is caught by the extreme organization to sell body tissues, he will not make money, but will lose money instead.

"You, who are you! What are you doing?!"

The old man was so frightened that his throat moved and he swallowed the hard candy, almost choking himself to death.

"Kenji Uno." The leading majestic man took out his ID card, and the logo of the Supernatural Hall was clearly visible!

"Yes, it's me."

The head of the Shikoku local headquarters of the Supernatural Department, an absolute high-ranking official in the local system, such a high-ranking official went down to arrest people in person, and the old man's head is now dizzy.

He didn't know the marks on his certificate. The only violent institution in the small place was a police station with only a few people, and they were all his own people in the town, old policemen in their 50s and 60s.

"You're under arrest."

"Why, why..." The old man subconsciously stood up and retorted, looking at his grandson's worried eyes, he swallowed, "Okay, I see, I'll walk with you..."

Hearing that he was arrested, his heart skipped a beat, and various thoughts rushed to his head.

"grandfather."

"Qiren, don't be afraid. Go home and find your parents first, and tell them not to worry. Grandpa will be home soon. These police gentlemen misunderstood something."

Rubbing his grandson's head, Kenji Uno patted him on the back and told him to leave quickly: "Be careful on the road."

He then stood up and looked at the policemen in the Supernatural Hall: "Mr. Police."

"Hatano, Oue, you two go to take the child home."

"yes."

The two subordinates nodded their heads, and walked backward with Qi Ren on their left and right sides, while the loyal big yellow dog barked anxiously around the crowd.

"You must have misunderstood something, why are you arresting me?"

"Misunderstanding? Let's talk about it in Tokyo."

"East, Tokyo?"

On the narrow street, many neighbors have gathered around, looking at Kenji Uno who was caught, they stared wide-eyed and chatted about what happened.

The old policemen in the town were at a loss on the periphery at this time, not knowing how to deal with the situation that happened now.

"Horii, what's going on, how did Old Man Uno get arrested?"

"That's right, did I make a mistake?"

The old policeman Horii himself didn't understand what happened. Not only did his superiors make a phone call, but he also sent the chief inspector of the police department to come. The biggest "surprise" was this group of men in black. They were quite high-ranking and frightening at first glance. Man in black.

"I don't know either, it should be... a big problem."

The neighbors gave Horii a blank look, saying this was like saying nothing.

"Could it be that old man Uno killed someone?"

"Ah? Impossible. How could he kill people at his age, and there has been no murder case recently. He has never left the town in the past few years."

"Maybe, maybe he killed someone when he was young, and now something has happened."

Horii coughed, and lightly patted the shoulder of the person next to him: "Don't talk nonsense, don't say anything until the truth comes out, in case Yuno didn't do anything, you gossip like this, wait for him to go home Embarrassing."

A little bit of trouble can spread in the town, and the aging town residents love the gossip of the people around them. Under the crowd watching, Uno was crushed into the police car, and the black man in black also refreshed everyone. The three views.

In this scene, Yuno won't be directly dragged to execute the death penalty!