The Document of Incidents Chapter 8

HandClap-FitzandTheTantrums "You should have called me then." Archer looked unhappy.

Asher Fujimaru paused, "It's not like I didn't scream..."

The incident happened suddenly, and Asher Fujimaru tried to use the command spell to recall Archer, but at that time there was a strange force that made her unable to move, as if her body was tightly wrapped by a giant python, until the impact of the bullet penetrated her Body, she broke out of that state.

The power directed at her also affected her ability to use magic, blocking the effect of the command spell.

Moreover, Chaldea's Command Spell is essentially different from the Command Spell that is usually used in the Holy Grail War. As a lightweight version of the Command Spell, most of the time it is always used by Asher Fujimaru as a magic crystal, and it is not very special. Absolute command power.

The function of 'forced recall' has actually been ignored by her for a long time...

After all, Asher Fujimaru has not encountered such a dangerous situation as today for a long time. The Almighty and reliable descendants gave her the right to do as she pleased.

Moreover, Asher Fujimaru's physical fitness is good enough, at least when facing ordinary humans, he can be regarded as a rare opponent; some simple magic can also be performed instantly under the special training of heroic spirits... It's just that this time he was defeated The sneak attack was indeed a bit beyond her expectation.

Sure enough, I still haven’t trained enough...

For Asher Fujimaru herself, she had never even set foot in the field of magic before the age of 16, and her only superficial understanding of the term was that it was a performing art that often appeared in TV shows.

But after that, she came to Chaldea and was ordered to do so in a critical situation. Countless heavy responsibilities were added to her back overnight.

She looked out from Chaldea and saw only a whistling coldness in the Antarctic continent. Behind the distant sky, human reason began to burn away and the future was falling.

At that moment, it seemed that the fate of mankind could only be saved by her.

Perhaps because she grew up in a human society, Asher Fujimaru did not have the bad habits of pretentious children in magic families at all, so her attitude towards the heroic spirits was always more like that of ordinary people.

Asher Fujimaru knew very well what kind of person he was, and he also knew that those great souls who had come across the long river of time should not be shackled by a few command spells. She is accustomed to facing those heroic spirits the same way she treats her friends. This can be called enthusiasm and naivety to a certain extent, but it has indeed made her a master who is followed by countless servants.

"Rowan Jason." Archer suddenly spoke a name to her at this moment.

Asher Fujimaru jumped out of his daze, a little strange, "What?"

"Name," the heroic spirit in front of her said coldly, "call this name and I will hear it."

"Oh---" Asher Fujimaru paused for five seconds before she realized that her heroic spirit had told her her true name.

"Can I call you that on a regular basis?" she asked carefully, her hand shaking and almost tipping over the black tea cup on the table, "Mr. Todd, or...Jason?"

The heroic spirit himself didn't care: "It's up to you."

After all, he was not called to participate in the Holy Grail War. As far as he knew, there was no second heroic spirit around, so even if his true name was revealed, it would not be a big deal.

At most...it's easy to offend a few old friends, right?

But the name 'Jason' is not uncommon. If you shout it on the street, four or five people will turn around.

Mr. Red Hood, who has excellent self-regulation ability, quickly ignored this topic, "Did you see clearly who attacked you?"

"No..."

Asher Fujimaru said to Archer, "The opponent attacked from behind, and I didn't have time to dodge."

Jason frowned, "There are two possibilities, either someone knows Marvin's situation, or our whereabouts are exposed."

If it's the former, could it be said that some of the people living there have discovered traces of the monster and prepared protective measures?

Asher Fujimaru touched her throat, but the knife was too sharp, it was clearly aimed at her, and the other party did not hesitate at all when it struck.

But if it was the latter... they shouldn't have acquiesced from the beginning that the building had no monitoring equipment. Asher Fujimaru had learned some stealth skills. When she entered the dormitory building, her footsteps were very light, and there was almost no possibility of disturbing other people. Jason was a heroic spirit and could appear on the fifth floor without anyone noticing. Besides, he didn't notice anyone else approaching before he chased the monster away.

"...Elevator," Asher Fujimaru sighed, feeling annoyed for her negligence. When she first walked into the elevator, she felt like she was being stared at, but at that time I didn't care. Now that I thought about it carefully, I realized that there was something strange everywhere there: "There might be a hidden camera installed in that elevator, but I didn't pay attention."

"But this also proves that Marvin's disappearance is indeed related to Elliot, and there must be important clues in his room."

Jason looked at her: "Are you still going?"

Asher Fujimaru smiled sheepishly, "Traffic jams are very time-consuming. Could you please take me there...?"

Her voice gradually weakened under the other party's gaze, feeling a little guilty. But Jason raised his eyebrows but did not refuse, "I'm going to change clothes. It's too late and I won't be able to catch up."

...Wow, this guy looks fierce, but he actually has a pretty good temper.

Asher Fujimaru immediately went to the second floor and took down his combat uniform from the balcony. It was too late to use the dryer, so he could only quickly dry it and use a simple magic to dry it completely.

In this way, even if you encounter another attack that is difficult to avoid, fatal injuries can be avoided to a certain extent.

After changing clothes and returning to the first floor, Jason was already waiting by the door.

"Let's go when you're ready."

Asher Fujimaru nodded. The next second, with the clear ringing of the door to the house, her perspective suddenly turned upside down. Jason, who had changed back into the armor suit, directly picked her up and carried her like a sack. Put it on the shoulder.

"wait---"

She didn't even hear No. 43's voice clearly before he disappeared.

The street in her sight was getting further and further away. She looked down from above and could remember the structure of this neighborhood in her mind.

The sound of the wind was tearing at Asher Fujimaru's ears, and her stomach was almost touching the other person's shoulder. In order to suppress her dizziness, Asher Fujimaru could only close her eyes and firmly grasp Jason's back with her fingers. Clothes fabric.

Jason seemed to notice her nervousness, and a vague voice came from the wind, "Don't worry, I won't leave you halfway."

"Uh...!" Asher Fujimaru just squeezed her hands tighter in the pain of constant impact on her stomach.

...I miss Matthew so much!

The shortest straight line between the two points, coupled with the high mobility of the heroic spirits, allowed them to successfully avoid the angry and congested traffic and the restless crowds. Perhaps less than fifteen minutes had passed by the time they arrived at the building.

Jason carried Asher Fujimaru and accurately found Marvin's room, squatted in front of the window sill five stories above the ground and opened the window.

"Here we are, it seems it's not too late." After entering the room, he put down Asher Fujimaru.

The Master, who had been hit all the way to the stomach, had a pale face and secretly breathed a sigh of relief for the sense of peace of mind that was down to earth.

The room was not much different from the last time she came here, but it was not as messy, and the files and clothes in the closet were not scattered all over the floor.

"He was looking for something..." Asher Fujimaru walked around the room again, looking at every corner carefully.

Jason stood at the table and picked up the photos on the table and looked at them, "Dock, park, city hall... Abandoned factory---Rollei 3.5F? This camera is very rare nowadays. See you."

"Is there any problem?" Asher Fujimaru walked to him and saw Jason picking up the camera.

She remembered... the last time she came here, one of the cameras on the table here had been destroyed, and another one was missing---Huh? Was the other party looking for a camera?

"His films are all stamped with dates, and inside the camera...the film has been taken out, but it's connected to a flash."

Asher Fujimaru is still confused. She knows nothing about photography. She is busy with various trainings and accidents on weekdays, and she rarely even uses her mobile phone.

Jason grabbed the camera and brought it to Asher Fujimaru to look at her: "This double reflex camera is a model from more than ten years ago. As a purely mechanical camera, it does not have a flash itself and can only be used with This is a handheld flash that is connected from the outside. He has kept the camera very well and seems to be a person who cherishes his equipment. But now the camera has not even been put back into the camera bag, and the connecting cable has not been collected. Get up, you probably didn't forget it, maybe... you encountered some emergency."

"You mean... if Marvin had taken a camera out at that time, it would have been a place or time where a flash was needed. Then he might have encountered something after returning here. "Asher Fujimaru picked up the two rolls of film on the table. The sealed boxes were covered with label paper. The approximate shooting time written on the paper was.

"This is from February 1st to February 6th, and from February 7th to 10th." She flipped through it. According to what Fitch said, they met on the day of the blizzard, which was 6 On the 12th, a few days ago, "Could there be any clues about what was filmed here?"

"Anyway, these films haven't been developed yet. I'll just take them to a photo shop to have them developed later."

Asher Fujimaru thought what he said made sense, so she nodded and put the film away.

"The last time we came here, the cameras here were either broken or gone, and even the film was missing, but the other party didn't stop... Is there anything else they wanted to take away?" Not sure Is that creature with the ferocious smile on its face rational? Let's just say it is self-aware, so the camera is not his ultimate goal?

As she spoke, she knelt down and moved the desk drawer away.

"They're all empty...what are you looking for?" She thought and stepped back, her calves hitting the edge of the bed in the cramped room.

The bed was covered with a white bedspread that looked like a hotel room, and the quilt was squarely folded on the head of the bed. Asher Fujimaru stared at it for a while, and found that the mattress and the bed were slightly out of place.

"Jason, can you lift this up for me?"

The heroic spirit came over and stood at the end of the bed, reaching out to lift the thick mattress.

This bed was a bed with a solid base. From the outside, nothing under the bed could be seen at all. It was not until the mattress was lifted that Asher Fujimaru saw clearly that there was an iron box placed under the overlapping bed frame inside.

"Is this... a safe?"

Asher Fujimaru took out the things. The box was very heavy. When he picked up the things with both hands, he could feel something bumping around inside.

"It seems that there are a lot of things installed, but there is a lock on it. Is this an iris lock?"

Asher Fujimaru tapped the scanner on the door with her finger and asked, "Can you open it?"

"It's not difficult, it's just an ordinary steel plate." Jason glanced at it and replied.

"...Too."

Although the heroic spirits of the Archer class are not as transcendent as Saber or Berserker in terms of physical strength, they are still at a height that is difficult for ordinary people to reach. It is not that troublesome to open a safe with bare hands.

"Let's take it back together."

Jason patted the metal box and reminded, "It's time for us to leave. Other guests are coming."

"Oh, okay."

As soon as Asher Fujimaru stood up, her vision was turned upside down again, and Jason once again expertly lifted her onto his shoulders.

"Hello..."

The Master had a premonition that something was wrong and protested weakly, but the strong Mr. Heroic Spirit held down Asher Fujimaru with one hand, lifted the safe with the other hand, and quickly rushed out of the window.

Breakfast...Breakfast is about to be thrown out!

The Master, who didn't have time to cast a strengthening magic on himself the second time, closed his eyes in pain in the wind.