The Konoha Military Police Force's dungeon was built thirty meters underground. The further down one went, the more turbid the air became.
Shun slowly descended the stairs, flames casting flickering shadows on the walls.
On the third underground level, the iron door was covered in claw marks, desperate imprints left by the previous prisoner before his death.
Click—
The heavy iron door opened, and boots stepping on the damp ground made an uncomfortable squelching sound.
In front of cell number 44, Shun stopped. The death row inmate, Matsui Shigen, was tearing at the sleeve of his prison uniform with his teeth, where a festering wound was oozing pus.
Matsui Shigen, Jonin, 1.98 meters tall, proficient in Taijutsu, Chakra pathways 1.7 times wider than an average person...
Shun's Sharingan rotated slightly, taking in all of the opponent's physical data.
Shigen looked up alertly, his eyes filled with uneasem "It's not mealtime now, Uchiha brat, what do you want?"
Shun did not answer. His Three-Tomoe Sharingan suddenly spun.
Demonic Illusion: Shackling Stakes Technique.
Shigen's body instantly stiffened. His spirit body, within the genjutsu, was pinned by five large iron stakes, rendering him immobile.
In reality, Shun had already opened the triple-encrypted cell door with a special key.
"Subject status confirmed, suitable for Edo Tensei."
Shun murmured to himself, taking out five crystal syringes from his ninja tool pouch.
Four of them contained a pale green fluorescent liquid, slowly flowing like a living thing in the dim light. The last one was deep red, viscous like congealed blood.
He quickly formed hand signs, and two Shadow Clones appeared to his left and right.
The first Shadow Clone took out a precision syringe and accurately pierced Shigen's abdomen with the needle. The moment the needle tip touched the muscle, the deep red liquid automatically began to inject.
"Ugh… Ah…"
Shigen's body began to convulse, and his consciousness, sealed by the Genjutsu, surprisingly showed signs of struggle.
Shun frowned, his Sharingan rotated again, increasing the Genjutsu's intensity by 30%.
The second Shadow Clone disinfected the subject's limbs, then inserted the four syringes. As the pale green liquid injected into his limbs, Shigen's back suddenly arched, and his spinal vertebrae made a terrifying "crack" sound.
"Chakra volume increased by 165%… 278%… 598%… 621%…"
Shun stared at the wriggling bulges under the subject's skin, where Hashirama cells were rapidly proliferating.
"Chakra volume is breaking through the critical point… Wait!"
The subject's right arm suddenly swelled up like an inflated balloon, and tree bark-like patterns appeared on the skin's surface.
'The rejection reaction is stronger than expected but still within controllable range.'
Shun quickly recorded the data, while simultaneously flicking five Chakra threads from his fingertips, steadying the subject's convulsing limbs as if manipulating a puppet.
When Shigen's Chakra volume reached 1312% of a normal Jonin's, his physical body began to collapse.
Shun began to form hand signs, then slammed his hands on the ground.
Edo Tensei Jutsu.
The dungeon suddenly trembled violently, and dust from the brick seams fell down. Countless paper-like substances surged from the ground, wrapping around the subject's body like living things.
This process was quick, but exceptionally painful. Shigen broke free from the Genjutsu's control, letting out his last dying wail.
"Ah… Ahhh…"
The paper quickly covered his head, his face contorted, and his body gradually changed.
Finally, the dust settled, and a man with flowing black hair, clad in the red armor of the Sengoku era, stood before Shun.
Hashirama blinked, looking at his arm in confusion. "This is… Edo Tensei…"
Shun respectfully bowed and said: "Hashirama-sama, hello. I am Shun, the Military Police Force Chief. I apologize for summoning you using Edo Tensei. There is something that requires your assistance."
Looking at the respectful Uchiha youth, Hashirama smiled. "Young Uchiha, whatever matter you have, speak it quickly."
Shun took out a stack of documents and respectfully handed them over. Inside were records of the actions of Hiruzen, Danzo, Koharu, and Homura.
When Hashirama took the scroll, his fingertips trembled imperceptibly.
The war that destroyed nations, the truth of the Uzumaki clan's annihilation…
Hashirama's hand suddenly tightened, the edge of the scroll deforming from his grip.
As he read further, his gentle face gradually twisted.
Upon seeing the "Decline Process of the Senju clan," his breathing became heavy.
When he turned to the "Investigation Report on Senju Nawaki's Death," his red battle armor moved without wind, and terrifying Chakra erupted like a tsunami.
Boom!
The violent Chakra fluctuations quickly alarmed the Military Police Force's ninjas, and several Uchiha clan members rushed over.
"Chief! What happened?"
Shun calmly waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, I'm experimenting with a new Ninjutsu. You may withdraw."
Several Uchiha ninjas looked on with awe, not daring to ask further, and quickly retreated.
Hashirama's voice was no longer his usual cheerful tone, but carried a thunderous roar. "They… how dare they?"
Shun quickly formed hand signs to set up a soundproofing barrier, but his eardrums still ached from the shockwave.
Photos slipped from the papers. In a certain underground laboratory, dozens of children's corpses were submerged in cultivation tanks, each container labeled "Hashirama Cell Adaptation Experiment."
"Root killed over 1300 children and conducted human experiments on them…"
"Hiruzen forced Ninja Academy students to graduate early, resulting in 2389 child casualties…"
"The corruption incidents of Koharu and Homura …"
"The actions of the Sarutobi, Shimura, Utatane, and Mitokado clans…"
Hashirama had three major taboos.
First, Konoha. For the village, he could betray his close friend, Madara.
Second, protecting children. Several of his brothers died before they could grow up. So, his initial intention with Madara in establishing the ninja village was to protect children's safe growth, which later slowly evolved into the pursuit of peace.
Third, Hashirama was once the Senju cllan head, and one of his responsibilities was the continuation of the clan.
Now, the Sarutobi, Shimura, Utatane, and Mitokado clans had offended all three of Hashirama's major taboos, immediately causing this usually amiable First Hokage to erupt with intense killing intent.
As he bent down to pick up the photos, a grinding sound came from his mouth. "Are these all true?"
Shun pointed to the last few pages of records. "The Root base has already been exposed by us, and Tsunade has also been invited back to Konoha. For other matters, you can use a Shadow Clone to inquire freely within Konoha, and you will understand."
Hashirama's eyes completely changed. "Hiruzen deserves to die, and the Sarutobi, Shimura, Utatane, and Mitokado clan are beyong saving."
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