Primordial Sequence

In the cafe where he went yesterday, in Bilin City, the Madi Empire, Camus looked at Baron Roy, who was beaming with joy.

"Dear Baron, you seem to be in a good mood."

"Of course, sir, you really surprise me. Your ability is beyond my expectation. I apologize for my contempt yesterday. You are a great detective. What is your name, sir?" Baron Roy bowed slightly, and spoke sincerely. Camus also returned the greeting.

"Sherlock Conan, it seems that you are quite satisfied with my result."

"Of course... Mr. Sherlock Conan, you are the most dedicated detective I have ever seen. To express my apology, I am going to invite you to my house for dinner."

"Ahem... Baron Roy, let's talk about the reward. As for the meal, we will talk about it later." Camus didn't want to talk to this old man anymore. He directly stated the purpose of his trip. Kaniso was locked up yesterday. He wanted to go in to see what was going on inside and see if he could rescue Kaniso.

"Oh... Of course your mission was completed perfectly, and I got half of the family property, which is my reward." Hearing Camus's refusal, Roy was not angry. He chuckled and took out three letters of recommendation and a bag of gold coins from the thick big characters.

"I have paid the membership fee for you this month. This is the letter of recommendation, and this is your reward." Looking at the purse and letter of recommendation in front of him, Camus stood up and bent slightly. Regardless of whether it was a transaction or not, the other party at least helped him a lot.

"Originally, the reward was 30 gold coins, but I am very satisfied with your information. This is 50 gold coins." Seeing Camus was quite polite, Baron Roy smiled and spoke. Camus put the things away and looked through the glass window at the club in the distance. Seeing Camus's eyes, Roy showed a meaningful smile. He stood up with his cane and spoke in a low voice.

"I live in Queens, Justice Street, No. 55. You can come to visit when you have time. I won't bother you."

"Okay, sir, I just happen to be busy. If I have a chance, I will definitely go." Camus responded politely and watched Baron Roy go away.

"It's time to open it to me." After saying that, Camus stood up, put on his hat, and walked to the front of the club with a little proud step. "Stop, you are not a member of this club." With the same tone and the same action, Camus smiled and took out three letters of recommendation while looking at the people in front of him. "I think I should be a member in the future." Hearing Camus's somewhat playful tone, several gatekeepers opened the recommendation letters and glanced at them, and bowed slightly to Camus. "Sorry, sir, you can go in." Several people made way, and Camus raised his eyebrows and walked into the building with a splendid appearance. "Huh..." After pushing open the black glass door, Camus saw that there was an empty hall with exquisite red sofas, and there were some drinks and food in front of the sofas. Seeing Camus coming in, several young ladies came to greet him. "Sir, welcome to the Adoration Club, I am No. 78, do you have an appointment or event?" Camus looked at the lady in the vaguely dressed clothes in front of him, and his nose twitched slightly. A faint fragrance came to his face, and Camus smiled. "This is my first time here. Can you introduce me?" Camus spoke softly in a gentle tone.

Linka looked at this handsome boy with a young face and was a little surprised. After all, the club was mostly visited by middle-aged and elderly gentlemen. After all, those who could enter here were of high status. They rarely saw such young gentlemen.

"Okay, sir, please follow me." Linka walked to the front and began to introduce the overall structure of the club.

"Sir, the first floor is the chess and card room and performance area. There will be some entertainment shows here every night, including magic shows, acrobatics and art performances. You can invite designated ladies to accompany you. Of course, some popular ladies need to make an appointment."

At this point, Linka secretly looked back at Camus, who looked indifferent, and continued to speak in a low voice.

"The second floor is the restaurant, billiard room, shooting room, chess and card room, sauna room, where you can relax. The third floor is the bedroom. If you are tired, you can go there to rest." Camus silently memorized the layout. At this time, Linka continued to speak.

"Sir, this is your first time here. I need to take you to pay the dues."

"How much is the dues?" Camus asked after hearing the dues. The old man Roy seemed to have paid for a month's dues for him.

"50 gold coins a month, sir."

"Oh... no need. Someone has already paid for me. Take me upstairs to have a look." Seeing that there were not many people on the first floor, Camus asked No. 78 to introduce other places.

The two walked slowly on the road. During the period, they also met several men with shaky steps and pale faces. Every time Linka saw a man, he would bow and salute, while Camus looked indifferent. It didn't matter to him whether he knew these people or not.

"Sir, which room are you going to play in?" Looking at the rooms one by one, Linka spoke in a low voice. Camus turned his head and looked at Linka.

"Go to the third floor. I want to tell you something." Hearing that Camus was going to go straight to the third floor, Linka was speechless. Is he so anxious? But she still obeyed and led the way in front.

The two passed by a series of bustling private rooms and stepped onto the stairs to the third floor. At this moment, Camus suddenly looked towards the passage on the left, where there were two men guarding the door. Behind them were a series of not-so-luxurious single rooms. Seeing this, Camus raised his eyebrows.

"What do you do over there?" Linka said expressionlessly when Kamius asked.

"Sir, that's our residential area. It's not open to guests."

"Have you always been here? Have you never gone out?" Kamiao memorized the terrain here, and asked again on the way upstairs.

"Yes sir, none of us have ever been out." Linka answered vaguely without saying much. Upon hearing this, Camus turned around and pinched her chin, looking down at her.

"Is there anyone new? You should know what I mean."

This sudden change shocked Linka. After she calmed down, she spoke softly.

"Sir, the newcomers are all prepared for the big nobles. You can apply if you need them, but the chances are slim."

"Okay, I understand. You go down, and I'll go up by myself. Get me some food and juice. Is there anything I should pay attention to?" Kamius' expression didn't change when he heard this. He turned around and walked up. Linka He was a little dumbfounded when he heard Camus' instructions. He thought Camus would do something special, but he didn't expect that it was really just to sleep.

"Is there any problem?" Seeing Linka's silence, Camus said lightly.

"No problem sir, the room with the red card above is occupied. You can choose the other rooms."

"That's good, I'll go up by myself. Of course I don't mind if you get an extra portion. I think I'm missing someone to have lunch with." Hearing that Camus changed her mind, Linka opened her mouth and answered quickly.

"No problem sir, what food would you like to eat?"

"Whatever, I'll wait for you in Room 103." Camus looked at a room with a green card and said calmly. When Linka heard this, she turned around and left. Camus shrugged and walked over.

"Ka..." At this moment, the room with the red sign opened, and an elderly gentleman came out with a relaxed look. His face was quite rosy, and there were a few sweat stains on his gray hair. He saw Kamius After being alone, he spoke awkwardly.

"Are you alone? Sir."

"Hmm..." Kamius mumbled back. At this moment, a lady wearing a white gauze dress with some bruises on her skin came out from behind the door. She also saw Kamius and hurriedly bent over.

"Good afternoon, sir."

"Well, you guys are playing, I'm in." Kamius responded expressionlessly and pushed open the door of 103. If he read correctly just now, this old man is a transcendent, and he is more interested in this hidden extraordinary organization. I'm curious, one can imagine the power behind such a huge network.

The old man looked at Camus' back with a thoughtful expression. His sixth sense told him that this was also a transcendent person, and he didn't know what sequence it was.

"Viscount Pixiu, do you need to take a bath and relax?" At this time, the young lady in white gauze looked carefully at the old man in front of her and spoke in a low voice.

"No, I'll go down by myself." The old man tidied his clothes and walked downstairs.

"Good afternoon, sir..." At this time, Linka came up from the second floor with food. The old man looked back at room 103, pointed to the room and spoke lightly.

"Sent to 103?"

"Yes, sir."

Upon hearing this, the old man patted Linka on the shoulder casually and walked downstairs.

"Go up." Linka looked at the old man inexplicably, and finally walked up with the food.

"Ka..." As soon as Linka opened the door, she saw Kamiao standing at the door looking at him. He walked over and patted her on the shoulder.

"Please sit down." Camus opened the stool for Linka in a gentlemanly manner and looked at the door with deep eyes.

On the second floor, at the moment Kamio took a picture of Linka, the old man turned his head in shock and looked upstairs in surprise.

"Discovered it so quickly? Which sequence of extraordinary beings is this?"

Upstairs, Kamius walked into the bathroom to comfort Linka. His eyes gradually turned red and blue, and a ferocious-looking baby spirit was pinned to the wall by him, even if Kamius pinned him down. The baby grudge was still roaring hard, and a ball of black thread appeared in his mouth. The thread twisted like life and rushed towards Kamius' face.

Just when the thread was about to reach the front door, a mirror blocked him. The body of the resentful spirit gradually turned into a black line and was sucked into the mirror.

"Just because others can't do anything to you, doesn't mean I can't." Kamiao sneered, washed his hands and walked to the bathroom.

On the first floor, the old man who was about to go out stopped for a moment and looked back stiffly. Just now, the connection between him and the resentful spirit was lost, which meant that the resentful spirit was killed by him.

"snort……"

After a while, the old man snorted and walked out.

On the third floor, Camus looked at Linka who had a rosy look after drinking red wine and smiled slightly.

"Ma'am, can I ask your name?"

"Linka."

"Oh... do you know who the owner of this club is?" Camus took a sip from the wine glass and said expressionlessly. What he saw in his dream was much stronger than this. This temptation came to him. It's useless, and for some unknown reason recently, he seems to have become less and less interested in women.

"It's Viscount Hanni." Linka breathed out the scent, and Kamius nodded slightly. This was very close to his calculation.

"So who are the people in the club? They all seem to me to be nobles."

"Yes, this club is only open to nobles and wealthy businessmen. What about you, Mr. Sherlock Conan? You are so young, you must be a noble." Linka moved slightly towards Camus, and Camus even smelled him body fragrance.

"Oh... you're drunk, Ms. Linka." Linka felt Kamius' voice in her ears, getting softer and softer. She fell into a deep sleep. Seeing her sleeping, Kamius looked at Linka's back, revealing With a meaningful sneer, she just felt a familiar magical characteristic on Linka. This magical characteristic was exactly the same as Anna's. In other words, these young girls were controlled by others, and they were even controlled to forget some. memory.

"Sigh... But so what if I know? I don't have the ability to clean up this place. There are at least more than ten extraordinary people here, not even counting the nobles. I'll find a way later. As for Carniso, I'm sorry." Thinking. After a moment, Kamius sighed. It wasn't that he didn't want to help, but that he didn't have the ability at all. He felt the different extraordinary characteristics of Bagu on the second floor, and he was still too weak now.