Five years ago, the Fuyuki Police Department underground shooting range

"Yo! Brother Wei Gong, this is your daughter? Huh! Deceitful! How can a dead fish-eyed guy like you have such a lovely daughter? But isn't it good to bring elementary school students here? Don't you usually ask her to wait at the front desk? ”

Police Officer Zhu, who had just put down the pistol, saw Kiritsugu pull Illya, who was still wearing a schoolboy uniform, to the shooting range, and took the lead in saying hello heartily, she became a policeman at the beginning of her graduation, so although she is Kiritsugu's boss, she is younger than Kiritsugu. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhu is quite a cheerful beauty, and her personality is also very aggressive, but her interest in firearms is far greater than her interest in marriage, and her usual hobby is to read those books that introduce firearms, or to maintain her pistol or shoot gun targets in this policeman's arsenal, and even to say that being a police officer and desperately being admitted to the police station are all to have more opportunities to contact firearms, so that although she herself is very popular, she is over thirty years old and has not yet married.

By the way, Kiritsugu became a police officer because he forged a soldier's resume to go for an interview. Among them, his profound knowledge of firearms and accurate shooting ability also made Zhu haunt him all day long.

"No way, it seems that Kako is on vacation today." Kiritsugu smiled bitterly, "And you can't always trouble others, if you have time, help me take care of it, I have something to do." ”

“OK！ OK！ Come on! Hmm......" looked at the name tag on Illya's chest, and Zhu said with a smile: "Illya-chan, do you want to learn how to shoot with your sister?" ”

"Hey, you guy, what are you letting someone else's daughter hold?!" Kiritsugu was about to stop it, but he didn't expect Illya's eyes to suddenly glow.

"Wow! Is my sister also a police officer? Is this a gun? Can I play with it? When Kiritsugu was thinking about how she would react, she didn't expect Illya to stroke the pistol handed to her by Zhu with great interest, "As long as you have this thing, you can defeat the bad guys, right?" ”

Hearing her say this, Kiritsugu was speechless for a moment. However, after a few years in Fuyuki City, Illya has obviously been poisoned by TV shows, and "Mission Impossible" was also popular among elementary school students a while ago - and now Kiritsugu really misses the days when there was no Internet and TV in Einzberen.

"Rest assured! It's a paintball gun, it's not powerful at all, and I wouldn't give a real pistol to an elementary school student anyway. Zhu Jingshi grinned indifferently, "And as a girl, some force is also good, especially such a cute girl, if you don't know how many men will be fascinated in the future, and ...... Nana, Illya-chan, do you want to be a cop like your sister or your dad in the future? ”

"Hmm!"

"Good boy! And it's such a super cute beautiful girl! Why don't you come and live with your sister's house? Zhu smiled meaningfully at Kiritsu, and then continued to ask Illya, "Come, let's go with my sister to learn how to use a gun first." ”

"Uh-huh!"

Kiritsugu stood still, hoping that before he came back from his busy work, there would be no problems. After leaving, he sped up his work and returned to the shooting range in about an hour.

"Yay! Hit! Hit! ”

As soon as he returned to the shooting range, Kiritsugu saw Illya cheering, and Kiritsugu couldn't help but stop.

"Hey! You traitor! ”

With a shout, Illya quickly picked up the paintball gun from the table, completely like a foolish action, and that line, this is a scene that imitates a certain TV series or animation, right?

Da-da-da-da!

“…… Yes? ”

Paintballs continue to hit the drink can in front of Illya. Kiritsugu looked stunned, it was impossible for the person who had just taken the gun to identify the crosshair so quickly. Kiritsugu knew that if he wanted to hit like this, he had to practice for a long time without relaxing, but it was incredible that Illya could reach that level in just about an hour of play.

"It's just imitating the movements of the movie, but being able to aim and shoot as quickly as if it were a conditional launch, it's like making a gun like an extension of your arm. I'm really struck, the daughter of the number one sharpshooter in our police station is also a sharpshooter. ”

Seeing Kiritsu, Zhu greeted him, with a look of envy: "This is not just smart, this is simply a genius." It seems that you have a successor, Brother Wei Gong, as long as you can give full play to this talent, whether it is the Olympics or the sniper department of the police department in the future, you will rush to ask for it. ”

However, as Kiritsugu watched, he only felt a feeling of bitterness in his chest, and he felt a severe sense of uneasiness in his heart as he saw the space in front of him seemed to be distorted.

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The wind started to get stronger, and the snow began to fall. His exposed face and lips were as stiff as tanned leather, and the lights of ambulances and police cars shone on Kiritsugu's face, which made him rub his frozen face vigorously.

Heavy and huge snowflakes drifted as if they were falling. Looking up at the sky, the sky was white, and countless gray and faint shadows were rendered in it, and Kiritsugu's gaze swept across the entire field of vision at a speed equivalent to rendering, and as far as the eye could see, the theater was completely destroyed, and everything seemed to have been torn apart by the storm, and there was no trace of the original at all.

Of course, this is not a natural disaster, but a man-made cause. The Winterwood Theater is performing "Song of the Nibelungen", and the audience is almost full, and the death toll of those involved is still being counted. Kiritsugu looked around slowly, standing blankly in place, watching the bodies lying on the ground being transported away in body bags, doctors and rescuers rescuing the lucky wounded.

Look at the snowflakes that gently fall on your shoulders. There were large, heavy snowflakes there, as if you could see the crystallization like cotton threads. The snow flakes flew down on his shoulders, arms, and palms, forming a transparent water color, and then melted, and the white breath he exhaled made people feel a biting chill worse than the snowflakes.

Emiya Kiritsugu is a human who seems to have been cursed by this familiar scene—and although he didn't want to, similar scenes from the past were still replaying in his mind, and no matter how hard he tried to shake his head, he couldn't get rid of these images, like a never-ending nightmare. Kiritsugu could only close his eyes, but what good did it do to what he had in his heart, he could see it even through his eyelids, and this scene would forever blame him, torment him, and repeat it over and over again.

Nearly ten years had passed since then, and Illya, who was a child at the time, had grown up, and since then, he has lived a peaceful life as if he was in someone else's dream, and he thought he had escaped from the past with the day of nine years ago as the dividing line.

However, it was far from over, until the next time the Holy Grail came, this inescapable curse befell him again, a curse on this man who had committed countless sins, a cage that bound Emiya Kiritsugu forever.

In order to stabilize the violently shaken emotions in his heart, Kiritsugu wants to light a cigarette. He took out a cigarette and tried to light it with a lighter, but failed, and then hit it several more times before he lit it.

"Emiya, this is the report of the investigation of the scene, this one seems to be similar to a large-scale explosion...... But strangely, there was no reaction to explosives at all, and the signs of destruction were too neat for the explosion......"

Boss...... No, now Kiritsugu has also been promoted to a police officer, so Zhu, a senior who is now at the same level, explained to him on the side. But for Kiritsugu, who understands the cause of the accident, of course, these things will not be of much use. Compared to Zhu's words, Kiritsugu's attention was more focused on the sound coming from the headphones he was wearing in his ears.

(Winterwood Theater...... Einzbelen...... All-staff joint ...... Tomorrow night...... ）

Shirou Yanfeng - What the hell is this guy trying to do? Kiritsugu was sure that he was not in the shoes of an overseer, but if he was too obsessed with his business, he might lose a good chance of dealing with other enemies. In order to protect Illya as a father and prevent the Holy Grail from descending, Kiritsu must see the big picture.

However, the timing of this guy's visit was too coincidental, and it was hard not to suspect that Shirou had been secretly monitoring the movements of Kiritsugu and Illya. Although Kiritsugu has always been careful, if he is using the ability of the Servant, then it is normal for Kiritsugu not to notice it, so it is very likely that Shirou will be the Master.

When a man smokes, most of his mind is not on the cigarette. At this time, Kiritsugu was obviously like this, the cigarette in his hand had already burned most of it, and the large section of cigarette ash hanging on the cigarette butt aptly showed that he was wandering.

It wasn't until his fingers were burned by the burning cigarette butt that Kiritsugu threw the cigarette that had been more than half lit onto the concrete ground and stomped on it vigorously - it was not over, it was not the end of the time, there was no way back but to face this Holy Grail War.

Judging from the current situation, that Yan Feng's adopted son is not lying, Einzberen and his gang are bigger and more difficult enemies, and it is inevitable to use multiple people to fight against them. But Kiritsugu wants to go one step further - not just Einzberen, Kiritsugu's goal is to "hunt the Master" in that scuffle tomorrow night.

Don't even think about it, Illya is too gentle, she can't do that. If there is a head-to-head duel between Master and Illya, it will definitely be Illya who will die, which can even be figured out with her toes, so all this must be done by Kiritsu, who is acting in secret.

To destroy everything that would make the Holy Grail possible again, and to kill all those who seek it...... If they didn't do that, he and Illya wouldn't be able to escape the cage known as the Holy Grail.

Can't let Illya be like that again, can't let the Holy Grail come. He must not allow "she" to carry the curse of the evil of this world to chase after Illya, even if Illya is "her" daughter.

It is worth mentioning that in order to be able to "hunt the Master" at any time, Kiritsugu now carries a disassembled tactical R93 sniper rifle in the trunk in his hand, and no one would have imagined that Kiritsugu, as a police officer, would carry a firearm bought on the black market.

I just didn't expect the time to hunt at this time.

"Wow! It's too late again! Which Master and Servant did it? ”

What flew into my ears was the voice of a young man.

When Kiritsugu turned his gaze to the source of the sound, he could see a blonde young man looking around with excited eyes, and in the eyes of others, he was just a "foreign tourist who likes to watch the excitement".

But for Kiritsugu, it's a prey that comes to the door. It was a godsend, Flatt didn't notice who Kiritsugu was, and there wasn't a Master or Servant nearby to cause him to be wary. It can be said that Flatt is completely in a state of complacence, so with just one bullet from Kiritsugu, this Assassin's Master can be eliminated.