Naruto: I'm really not an evil scientist!

"Ah, thank you." Hashirama downed his tea in one gulp, then said with a very serious expression, "Actually, I came here today to ask you to help investigate Million Colosseo."

"What? No way!" Akiko exclaimed in surprise, her eyes wide open. How could two requests in one day both be about that casino?

This morning, Izumi Yuko's parents asked me to investigate their daughter because ever since she went to that casino, she has gone from a gentle, virtuous, and thrifty woman to an arrogant and domineering one, spending money extravagantly.

"Pfft! Cough cough cough!" Shotaro couldn't help but cough, and then couldn't help but ask, "Why are you investigating that casino? Does that mean you have family members who recently went there?" This afternoon he had just found out about a gambling addict who had been to that casino. He was destitute, his family was gone, his house was raided, and even his life was taken by the admixture.

"No, I just heard it sounds like a fun place and I'd like to go check it out, but the radio didn't give me a specific address and I can't find any way to get to Million Colosseo, so I have to ask you professionals for help."

Hashirama Senju said very honestly.

"No! Absolutely not!" Akiko suddenly jumped out, crossed her arms in front of her chest, shook her head frantically, and her face was full of worry.

"Why can't we go?" Hashirama Senju asked curiously.

"In short, it's not a good place. You should never go there out of curiosity."

Shotaro pulled Akiko away, but he also advised against anyone going to that casino again.

"So, you have clues about that place? Looks like I've come to the right place." Hashirama Senju's eyes lit up, and an excited expression appeared on his face.

As for whether it's a good place, he doesn't care at all, because casinos are not good places in themselves. They are usually associated with criminal gangs, or even run by gangsters themselves.

"No, actually we don't know the exact location of that casino." Shotaro shook his head and said helplessly. He really didn't know that the clue he had just found that afternoon had already gone cold.

"How could this happen..." Hashirama Senju's face fell, and he huddled in the corner, falling into a gloomy and withdrawn state.

Shotaro and Akiko looked at each other in disbelief. They had never seen anyone suddenly become withdrawn like this before.

"Sir, are you alright?" Shotaro asked tentatively.

"By the way, you just asked me if any of my family members had been there recently, which means you've been in contact with relatives of people who have been to that casino."

Suddenly, Hashirama Senju grabbed Shotaro's shoulder and said with great enthusiasm.

"Uh..." Shotaro didn't know what to say for a moment. This uncle in front of him was just toxic. He would suddenly become withdrawn and then suddenly become energetic. He was so easily startled that he was speechless.

"Could you take me to see the person involved, Detective?" Hashirama Senju said very seriously, making it seem like he was doing something important.

"No, sir. I cannot disclose the identity information of the client and their relatives without permission. Please understand."

Shotaro, with a strong sense of professional ethics, said that protecting the client is also a detective's responsibility, and this protection naturally includes the client's privacy.

Although he was only a novice, he was very clear about this point, and he didn't want to become another victim of Million Colosseo.

Gambling is harmful, and different casinos have different effects and atmospheres. Obviously, Million Colosseo is a higher level than ordinary casinos. In this environment, ordinary people are more likely to lose their rationality, be blinded by money, and be driven by desire.

"Is that so... I was presumptuous and disturbed you." Hashirama Senju sighed and got up to leave.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you. Please take care." Shotaro got up and saw Hashirama off from the office.

The next day, Shotaro and Akiko went to the client's house to continue their investigation.

Unbeknownst to them, Hashirama Senju was hanging behind them, following them relentlessly.

Disguise and stealth may sound perverse, but they are all the specialties of ninjas and are fundamental skills.

Hashirama Senju, the God of Shinobi, was famous for piloting Gundams, but he still possessed basic ninja qualities and his swordsmanship was top-notch, after all, he was a powerful ninja who came from the Warring States period.

Inside the Feng Hua Mantou shop, Izumi Yuko takes her parents' savings, intending to squander them at the casino again.

"Stop, Yuko!" the old father pleaded with his daughter, his voice filled with despair. If they continued gambling like this, their family would be ruined.

Unexpectedly, the daughter pushed her father to the ground and said impatiently, "So annoying!"

"Don't worry, I'll pay you back a hundredfold~" Izumi Yuko said with a smile to her parents, who were hugging each other on the ground, while shaking the bankbook in her hand. She was still dreaming of winning back her losses at the casino.

Chapter 357 Desperado

Just then, a reckless girl rushed in and snatched her bankbook.

"You better stop this now!" Akiko said angrily. Outside the door, Shotaro leaned against the wall in pain. Akiko had acted impulsively again. He finally understood how the older man felt before. Newcomers who acted on their own initiative were really a headache.

"Wow, she seems to be a very spirited young lady." Hashirama, whose door blends seamlessly into the wall, had a bright look in his eyes. Akiko's personality was very much to his liking.

"Who are you?" Izumi Yuko asked, annoyed.

"What do you take your parents for?" Akiko's father came to Fuuto when she was very young, and she had hardly seen him in all these years. She simply could not tolerate such a disobedient and unfilial scene.

"Huh? Who are you? What do you want?" Izumi Yuko felt a little confused.

"Hey, Akiko, we can't expose ourselves to the people we're investigating." Shotaro covered his head, then went over and pulled Akiko aside to whisper.

However, Shotaro, being a half-baked fellow, didn't pull the person far. He just turned his back and was only two fists away from Izumi Yuko, giving off a feeling of loudly plotting and burying one's head in the sand.

"Are you two detectives?" Izumi Yuko frowned first, then angrily kicked the table and chair next to her, and roared at her parents, "You actually sent detectives to follow me? Are you kidding me?!" "Please let me explain, miss."

Shotaro turned around and explained, "Million Colosseo is..." "You mean to say it's a casino run by monsters, right?"

Yuko Izumi interrupted, looking at the stunned Shotaro, and continued, "I already knew about that!"

I don't care who drives it! Anyway, there's nowhere else as exciting and thrilling as that place~

"Money or family, which do you think is more important?" Akiko suppressed her anger and looked directly into Izumi Yuko's eyes.

"Money, of course!" Izumi Yuko said, turning to look at her parents on the ground with disdain. "What fun is there in a family without money?"

"That's wrong... I won't allow you to go again!" Akiko grabbed Izumi Yuko's shoulder and said indignantly.

"Look at you two, all angry. You don't even know how to get there, do you? You two idiot detectives!" Izumi Yuko shoved the two away, too lazy to pay any more attention to these two inexplicable guys, and walked straight out of the house.

Unexpectedly, a fist the size of a sand bowl came into view, and Izumi Yuko's vision instantly went blank.

“No, miss, family is always more important than money, no matter what.” Hashirama Senju put his arm around the woman he had knocked unconscious and said righteously, “Besides, nine out of ten gambling games are rigged. It’s not easy for parents to save up their savings. Let the professionals handle the so-called heavenly casinos.”

After speaking, Hashirama covered Izumi Yuko's head with his hand and quickly gathered the relevant information from her brain.

"Yuko!" came the worried voices of her parents from inside the house.

"Ah, it's that strange old man from yesterday!" Akiko exclaimed when she saw Hashirama's face.

"No way, could he have been staking out us since yesterday?" Shotaro shuddered as he realized what was happening, goosebumps rising all over his body.

"Yo, it's you two detectives again." Hashirama looked into the room with a sunny, boyish smile, then stepped inside and laid Izumi Yuko across the table.

"You're not still thinking about going to that casino, are you?" Shotaro asked tentatively.

"Why not?" Hashirama Senju scratched his head and said, then raised his head and said confidently, "Don't let my appearance fool you, I used to be the strongest gambling god in the Land of Fire."

Hashirama is a typical example of someone who is bad at gambling but has a huge addiction. Tsunade inherited his gambling addiction from him. However, when these two noobs meet, Tsunade's dice rolls are always slightly higher than Hashirama's, which makes Tsunade seem very clueless.

For a long time after she was a child, she thought that her gambling skills and luck were actually quite good. It wasn't until Hashirama died and she was brutally beaten by reality that she realized that the only person worse than her was that oddball Hashirama.

"Huh? What's the Land of Fire?" Akiko tilted her head and opened her mouth. She felt that something was off about this uncle. Was this the legendary middle-aged chuunibyou? "Then, uncle, have you found a way to get to that casino?" Shotaro asked curiously.

"As long as you take the special bus at the designated time and place, you can get to Million Colosseo," Hashirama said, adjusting his black suit with an air of professionalism.

"No! Absolutely do not go to that harmful place!" Akiko really didn't want to see others jump into the fire.

“Yes, sir, you’ve seen the tragedy caused by that casino, and you also said that family is more important than money,” Shotaro advised.

"Don't worry, Tobirama is very rich." Hashirama Senju flashed his gleaming front teeth and said proudly, "No matter how much I lose, Tobirama will always cover for me without hesitation!"

“Uh…” Shotaro was speechless for a moment.

"Sigh, it's a pity Madara isn't here. Otherwise, with the Sharingan, no matter how much I lose, he could help me win it all back, and I wouldn't have needed to trouble Tobirama," Hashirama sighed, then extended his hand to Shotaro, inviting him, "Detective, would you like to come along?"

"Uh... okay." Shotaro initially wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he agreed.

"No way! How could you, a half-baked idiot, agree to something like this!" Akiko pulled out her green slipper and slammed it against Shotaro. The agency's funds couldn't be wasted like this by Shotaro.

"Ouch, that hurts!" Shotaro said, rubbing his head. "How am I supposed to get rid of the dopant there without going to the casino, Akiko, you idiot!" "Eh, is that so?" Akiko suddenly realized.

"Of course, otherwise what do you think I want to do?" Shotaro said unhappily. He didn't know any gambling skills; he only knew how to play Joker. Moreover, after seeing what happened to Izumi Yuko, he was very wary of casinos.

"Hahahaha~" Hashirama couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the noisy young people.

"Hmph, he really dares to say that, this idiot brother!" Tobirama Senju crossed his arms and looked at the monitor screen with great displeasure.

Ever since he learned that Hashirama frequented casinos, he had been closely monitoring his older brother's whereabouts, and even created a shadow clone to check surveillance equipment and remotely control a miniature robot capable of filming and recording audio.

So he heard everything Hashirama said, including the sentence, "It's a pity Madara isn't here. Otherwise, with the Sharingan, no matter how much I lose, he could help me win it back, and I wouldn't have needed to bother Tobirama."

This made Tobirama Senju feel very uncomfortable. How could it be that nothing could compare to Madara Uchiha in his older brother's eyes?

Gambling is ultimately a game of probability, which involves mathematics. It's not as simple as just having a brain!

What's with the Sharingan? If we're talking about cheat codes, the Byakugan's X-ray vision is better! Of course, Tobirama only dares to spout this nonsense when no one's around.

“However, maybe this time the idiot older brother will get serious.” Tobirama Senju rubbed his chin. He could tell that Hashirama Senju seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied with that Million Colosseo.

The premise for Hashirama Senju's loss is that he simply went there for fun and enjoyment, but if he had gone there with the intention of causing trouble, this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes is not incapable of cheating.

……

A bus slowly drove up from the roadside.

"Ah, it's really here!" Akiko exclaimed.

"Hey, Akiko, why did you come along too?" Shotaro said unhappily. Firstly, casinos are not good places, and secondly, it's a casino run by illicit entities. In every respect, it's not a good place and it's very dangerous. He didn't want Akiko to go to such a dangerous place with him.

"As the director, I have the right to monitor your work and see if you are slacking off or embezzling public funds, oh ho ho ho~" Akiko covered her mouth and laughed mischievously.

“You…” Shotaro clenched his fist, furious but helpless, and could only shake his hand.

"Then, let's all go up together," Hashirama said with a smile.

However, a middle-aged man with eyebrows that met in the middle walked over and stopped the three of them.

"A detective? It seems some strange fellow has infiltrated my guests." Kaga Taizo said with a sneer, then took out his Money Memory and inserted it directly into the interface at the back of his neck. He transformed into a large, fat, golden monster with astonishing energy fluctuations and defensive capabilities.

"Hey, are you not going to let us on the bus?" Hashirama Senju said, displeased.

"Huh? Who are you?" Kaga Taizo asked, somewhat puzzled. "Aren't you one of those troublesome detectives?" "I'm just an ordinary ninja who enjoys gambling in my spare time."

Hashirama Senju muttered, "What kind of casino turns away its customers?"

"A ninja? An older chuunibyou?" Kaga Taizo looked at Senju Hashirama with great curiosity. "The one who can hang out with that idiot detective must be an idiot himself."

"Hey, what did you say? Who are you calling an idiot?!" Shotaro tilted his head angrily and pulled out his belt. "Philip! You'll know you're wrong when I transform."

"I've told you before, I hate two kinds of people the most: poor bastards and idiots. And you happen to be both—a penniless, idiotic detective," Kaga Taizo said disdainfully.

"Hey, Philip!" Shotaro roared angrily, already wearing the driver and pulling out the purplish-black Joker Memory.

"I understand, Shotaro." Philip, far away in the office, looked at the driver that appeared on his waist, reluctantly put down his book, pulled out the green Cyclone memory, and stood up.