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Because it was the afternoon of the rest day, there were a lot of people on the streets today, and the merciless temperature of the north wind was like an indifferent attitude among people.

In the crowd, a black man wandered through the crowd, the general black plain suit without any new ideas, the stubble outlined a rough outline, his name was Emiya Kiritsugu.

The man habitually touched his pocket, and most senior smokers would develop this kind of action, but he obviously forgot the fact that he didn't have a cigarette on him, so after looking for all his pockets, he had to give up smoking.

The indifferent north wind continued to blow, and Emiya Kiritsugu scanned the people coming and going in the streets, and the roads were full of cars and horses, which was the convenience of modern science.

Having just said goodbye to Maiya, she needs to monitor the movements of the church, and she needs to prepare something for the upcoming war, and his wife should be at the airport at this time, and she will bring the most powerful knight king on the surface of this war here.

But for those magicians, they are able to see through similar methods to them, and even be able to predict attacks related to the Heroic Spirit, so even the most powerful combat power on the surface, after being familiar with the possible means of the other party, has a way to prevent it, and the powerful spear will be blocked by the shield.

And he is a hidden weapon hidden in the unnoticed, making up for the shortcomings in the open.

In order to keep the Origin Bullet, which poses a threat to magicians, just right, Kiritsugu Emiya needs to collect a little dust to enhance the magic bullet, and Maiya brings the news that there is a strange shop selling this precious magic material in this street in Shinto.

Along the alley of the residential area, you will find a small shop in the middle of nowhere, the sign of this shop is so old that the handwriting on it is blurred, and it looks like a product left over from the end of the last century.

The door of the small shop is still open, and inside the door is a deep environment, and the oppressive space is like a big mouth that chooses people to eat, and as a killer, Emiya Kiritsugu naturally does not have a sense of security about the environment here.

Carefully moving his wrist to find the familiar feeling of the gun hidden between his wrists, Emiya Kiritsugu entered the store.

The inside of the shop was empty, except for the innermost counter that looked like a pawnshop, and there was nothing in it except for a decadent youth like himself, at least it seemed so.

Maiya couldn't tell herself useless news, and with all her trust, Kiritsugu came to the young man.

"Is there a gentleman named Makoto Ito? I have an appointment with him. ”

When the decadent man heard Kiritsugu's words, he immediately lifted his spirits, especially his eyes seemed to glow, and his pious expression was like greeting the God who gave gifts.

"Are you Mr. Asaokagawa?"

The young man on the opposite side revealed his identity with a single word, and his frivolous performance was completely contrary to this, and the basic requirement of the profession of magician was to hide himself from the crowd.

Kiritsugu's habit of occupation allowed him to deduce two results in an instant.

One, this person is not the "Makoto Ito" he is trying to find, but he can name the fake name left by Maiya, indicating that he may be a subordinate or stand-in of the person he is looking for, but this stand-in is new to the rivers and lakes and has not yet realized the serious consequences of leaking information.

In the second case, he deliberately showed such ignorance in an attempt to confuse his own judgment, but he only had a deal with this dust, so this point made some sense.

With deep vigilance, Kiritsugu said straight to the point, "What about the things I made an appointment?"

"Marisa's magic dust...... Wait a minute, I'll get it for you, but are you ready for the money?" asked the young man.

"Because the price you said is negotiable, it will be more conspicuous to carry so much money, so I deposited them into a special bank account, and as long as the goods are confirmed, you can transfer them here. ”

"Transfer?"

The young man had a toothache on his face.

"I don't have an RB bank card, to be precise, I don't have any bank card, so it's a bit difficult. ”

Are there still people who don't have a bank card?

At this moment, Emiya Kiritsugu's trust in Maiya really had a tendency to break, and holding back the ridiculous feeling in his heart, he maintained his cold expression and said, "I can prepare a safe bank account and transfer it to you." ”

"Oh, I believe in you. ”

The young man believed it casually, and took out a cute-looking wooden box in the room behind the counter.

Emiya Kiritsugu felt that if he created a fake bank account, he could deceive this young man, but all magic materials have a certain origin behind them, and if the other party is purely deceived, it will bring some trouble to the other party to track it down, and if Kiritsugu wants to do something, he can only let the other party suffer a small loss.

"Take a look. ”

The young man casually threw the wooden box on the table, and Emiya Kiritsugu became suspicious again, he thought that the box contained bombs, poisons, and other things that could kill people, and it was not enough money for the transaction that he did not bring in, so at this time, unless it was an enemy, it was impossible to attack himself.

Emiya Kiritsugu opened the box, and sure enough, it contained a box of dust, the amount of which was far beyond his estimate, and in fact he needed less than twenty minutes of materials.

This kind of magic dust is very precious, it can be used in many magic tricks, including magic dresses are also mixed with a very small part to ensure the stability of the magic circuit, Kiritsu carefully picks up a little dust with his fingernails, twists it lightly on his fingers, and feels the stickiness of magic on the dust.

Origin Bombs need this dust to be stable, so that they can only work after hitting an enemy, rather than making them self-detonating bombs due to a sudden attack.

After a series of tests, Kiritsugu finally confirmed that the dust was indeed what he was looking for.

Such a rare material, but casually packed in a box like ordinary flour, gave him an illusory feeling.

"Well, make a price, you take all of these, I won't need them anyway. ”

The young man looked at Kiritsugu casually, he probably didn't know that if he found the right way, the dust could be sold for ten million dollars, almost 1,000 times the price of his most precious sniper rifle, and if the cost of the two ribs he had removed, the cost of the bullets to maintain stability was almost negligible in the face of these dusts.

Magicians are a profession that burns money, but at the same time, magicians are rich, guns in the real world are not very expensive, and magic materials are rare and expensive at the same time.

If there is 50 percent of the profits, the capitalists dare to take risks; if there are 100 percent of the profits, they dare to trample on all the laws of the world; and if there are 300 percent of the profits, they dare to commit any crime, even the risk of hanging.

The material in front of him was enough to make Kiritsugu have the urge to kill people and sell more goods.

When the idea was first born.

"Is the mana test finished?" asked the young man.

Emiya Kiritsugu suddenly woke up, and the young man on the other side was able to detect his magic fluctuations, because Kiritsugu had an inherent time barrier in his body, so he was able to hide many magical features, but the young man actually discovered his own movements.

The faint sense of crisis made Kiritsugu's mind unusually calm, and he waited for the other party's reaction calmly.

The young man opposite didn't care about his performance, and still had that lazy, nonchalant expression: "You make a price, if I'm satisfied, you can take it." ”

Kiritsugu couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he tentatively said a low price: "Eighty million yen." ”

"What!"

The young man suddenly shouted, then he covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and after holding it for a few seconds, he shouted as if he wanted to cover up, "What!

The person's surprise does not last more than 1 second, so Kiritsugu can judge his play, it seems that this young man really does not know the value of this thing, so Kiritsugu said in a non-fake tone: "This price is already very fair." ”

"Okay, then deal. ”

Emiya Kiritsugu called Maiya, and she had her bank account ready in a few minutes, and the young man agreed to come down after confirming it, and the transaction ended easily.

Kiritsugu took the dust and left, the so-called long time will change, he needs to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

But as soon as I walked to the door, a voice came from behind.

"Wait, Mr. Killer. ”

Has your identity been revealed?

Sure enough, there will be no such a simple transaction.

Emiya Kiritsugu turned around, using the cover of his body, and quietly slid the Thompson Contender gun into the palm of his hand with his right hand, as long as the other party made any movement, he could use this pistol to block it, at least it would not be a problem to get out of here.

With his hands behind his back, Kiritsugu looked at the young man.

"What are you talking about?"

"You're a killer. ”

Although the young man asked, his expression was very determined.

"Don't be so vigilant, I just have good eyesight. The young man boasted and said, "Do you know what it means to have good eyesight? Look at me, I don't wear glasses, I have good eyesight, and my eyesight is naturally proportional to my eyesight......

"And what are you going to do?" Kiritsugu didn't want to hear the young man talk nonsense.

The black-haired young man stepped forward, looked outside the door, and found that there was no one outside, and the thief whispered, "Brother, do you want a gun?"

"No, no. ”

"No, I'll vouch for my life, this gun is from a kappa, ah, this is from a special group, unlike ordinary machine guns, the firepower is absolutely powerful. ”

Seeing the unmoved expression on Kiritsugu's face, the young man gritted his teeth and said in pain: "Those bullets are very precious, how about I let you try the water first, do you want to come first?" ”

The young man invited him several times, and he acted as if he had met a gold owner who came to the door, and Kiritsugu had no room to refuse his cheekiness, so he had to follow him to the basement.

The sooner you see the so-called gun, you can leave early.

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