It turns out that my youth story is fgo!

The moonless night is dark, but after all, we have entered the modern society, and the street lights are still on, bringing orange warm light to the dark night.

The night patrol policemen in this originally most tiring night, cheered up, and patrolled the empty streets with their hawk-like eyes.

Originally, a small town like this did not need night patrols at all, and even the police force of the whole town was very weak, with only a dozen regular policemen.

This night patrol policeman is over fifty years old, with gray hair on his temples. He is usually an old-fashioned old man who carries a thermos cup to work every day, but at this time he stood up without hesitation. From his sharp eyes, one can vaguely imagine his heroic appearance when he was young.

He held a flashlight in his hand, a walkie-talkie on his chest, and even a pistol with full bullets on his waist, which was rare. Once he found something, he would call for support immediately, and even allowed to shoot.

There was no way. Recently, there have been many horrific murders. The victims were all killed in the fog. The miserable state of the bodies frightened even him, an old policeman who had experienced many hardships. After all, in such a small town, there were only some trivial disputes. It has been ten years since he encountered a murder case.

The victims were killed at night, and there was a strange fog every time. However, there were no witnesses and not many useful clues. The bodies were hollowed out and died in a horrible state.

The old policeman knew that through the autopsy of the body, it was found that the murderer's knife posture was very strange, as if it was from bottom to top. This not only failed to lock the murderer, but also added a few doubts. At that height, it couldn't be a child who did it.

How could this be possible?

Neither the old policeman nor the superiors believed such a ridiculous thing.

However, since he was wearing the police uniform, the old policeman still risked his life to patrol the night for the safety of the remaining people.

Da Da Da.

The old policeman heard a series of very light footsteps, he swallowed his saliva, and subconsciously touched the pistol on his waist.

But when he saw the person coming, he subconsciously relaxed.

It was a brown-haired girl, who looked only fourteen, with cute freckles on her face and a confused look in her eyes. She really didn't look like a cruel serial killer.

The old policeman couldn't help but frown: "There is a curfew recently, why are you out so late! What's your name, who are your parents, I must talk to them."

The brown-haired girl shuddered subconsciously, and her guilty and honest appearance showed that she was usually a good girl.

"I'm sorry, I left something important at school before."

The brown-haired girl was dejected: "My parents are not at home, I live alone."

"Don't tell the school! I will be punished!" The girl was terrified.

The old policeman scolded her for a long time and was still not satisfied. Finally, seeing that she was young, he was ready to send her home.

"I'll take you home first! Remember not to go out alone at night. It's not peaceful recently."

Before he finished speaking, a faint mist suddenly spread. Not long after, it became so thick that it even blocked his vision.

"Damn it, why is it at this time?" The old policeman's face was extremely ugly. He told the girl, "Don't leave me, I'll take you home first."

The mist gave him a bad premonition.

The extremely thick fog enveloped the entire town. Not to mention the human figures, even the boundaries of the streets were blurred.

The old policeman took the girl and moved carefully. Fortunately, he had lived in this town for decades and could walk with his eyes closed.

However, the tension made him start to breathe deeply unconsciously. The poisonous mist entered his body, and he began to feel weak and could only lean against the wall to rest.

"What should I do, police uncle?" The brown-haired girl looked pale and hid timidly behind the old policeman.

"It's okay, we can definitely go back." The old policeman called his colleagues on the intercom, but got no response.

Damn it!

"Ah——"

In the thick fog, a female scream came.

"It's gone!" The old policeman subconsciously ran to the place where the scream came from, even though his physical condition was not good.

Following the direction of the scream, the old policeman vaguely saw a green-haired figure lying on the ground.

"Are you okay?"

The old policeman subconsciously went to help.

"Bang——"

A huge gunshot sounded, and the green-haired woman fell to the ground, with the pistol still emitting gunpowder smoke.

The old policeman fell to the ground, his face full of horror

Suddenly, a figure appeared from behind, holding a cane, and hit the green-haired woman. The whistling wind meant that the force was terrible. What happened? The old policeman wanted to draw his gun, but with the erosion of the magic poison mist, his eyes were also dazed, and he finally lost consciousness. Finally, he vaguely heard the green-haired woman screaming: "Jack——" Time went back a few minutes ago, after the old policeman was led away by the scream. "Hehe." "Hehe." The laughter of children filled the thick fog. The brown-haired girl lost the protection of the old policeman, her legs were shaking, and she could only fall to the ground. The white-haired Ripper in the dark raised an innocent smile, holding a sharp blade, and slowly approached. That's right, let them return to their mother's arms again! Silently, the terrifying sharp blade was sent into the abdomen of the brown-haired girl. Under the conditions of night, fog and women, Jack the Ripper will directly pull out all the internal organs of the victim and turn it into a corpse for dissection.

Jack's smile is even sweeter. She can't wait to feel the warm blood on her body!

However? Huh? The touch is a bit strange?

Before Jack can distinguish carefully, the brown-haired girl who has been terrified has a sharp look, and a cane suddenly appears in her hand and hits Jack hard.

Ka-accompanied by a crisp sound, Jack's shoulder bone is broken.

"It hurts!" The white-haired girl's voice is still crying. She holds the injured shoulder with her other hand. She is thin and wearing a tattered cloak. She feels like she is being bullied.

The brown-haired girl stood up and suddenly changed into another look, a British man in a long windbreaker.

He took advantage of the situation and used the cane fiercely. His superb Baton technique made the injured Jack run away.

"You deceived Jack~" Jack the Ripper complained, puffing up his cheeks, his whole face was round like an apple, "I'll come to play with you next time~"

As he said that, the white-haired child retreated, hiding in the fog, and instantly lost his trace.

Holmes had no intention of chasing, he ran to where the old policeman left, after all, there was still a killer woman pretending to be innocent outside.

Sure enough, when he saw the green-haired woman lying on the ground, the real master of Black Assassin, Rokudo Reika, took out a pistol, Holmes pressed the old policeman down at the critical moment.

As for the pistol, it was useless to him anyway.

Get rid of the master first!

Holmes, who knew what kind of person Rokudo Reika was, would never show mercy to her because she was an ordinary woman.

Rokudo Reika is indeed pitiful. She is a bullied prostitute and was chosen as a sacrifice by the original master, the magician. If it weren't for the fact that Jack the Ripper and the original master were so incompatible, and his master was disintegrated as soon as he was summoned, Rokudo Reika would have died.

However, even if Jack the Ripper chose her to be the master, she could not provide magic power and could only let Jack hunt on his own.

But no matter how pitiful she is, it is not a reason for her to join Assassin to kill many innocent lives.

Holmes did not hesitate to attack, and Rokudo Reika, as an ordinary person, had no ability to resist. She could only use the command spell: "Jack——"