Primordial Sequence

Because it was too cold outside, Camus returned to the hotel after coming out of Jialan Exchange. Because of today's deeds, he was under unparalleled pressure. After all, Jack's matter was not dealt with, and the Candlelight Club seemed to be in Billing City. Now it is even red. The ladies all appeared, which made him feel like a puppet with its strings cut off, being torn apart by the wind, not knowing where his target was.

Windspeaker's recipe: one solidified crystal, 10 grams of storm essence, rhombus silver ore powder, one tail feather of the harpy, the juice of Roland's wood, and 50 grams of pure distilled water.

Lying on the bed, Camus carefully recalled the formula in his mind. Currently, his soul power was only a little beyond the second-level standard, and was still far from the third level. The only way to quickly improve his strength was through the meteorologist path. Although he He knew the makeup artist's curse, but the faceless man's ability was not enough to cast the curse. In his understanding, he had to at least reach the stage three standard before he could reluctantly use the makeup artist's curse.

"I have enough soul power, and I have money to buy the materials, but the knowledge required to advance as a Wind Whisperer is a big trouble? How can I understand the secrets of the Wind Whisperer?" Kamuo, who couldn't find a way to improve, fell helplessly. On the bed, just at this moment, he suddenly saw a few snowflakes blowing in through the cracks in the window. He squinted his eyes for a while, and then suddenly realized.

"Yes, the knowledge my makeup artist needs to advance all revolves around mirrors. For example, makeup artists in stage one need to learn to use mirrors, and faceless men in stage two need makeup and voice-changing techniques, all of which revolve around mirrors. Is this the case with Windtalkers, which revolves around meteorologists?”

"Meteorologist: Can temporarily change weather changes within a certain range, and can predict weather changes in advance."

"Wind Whisperer: Understanding the Changes of the Wind."

Camus whispered the interpretation of the two stages. It was undeniable that meteorologists had indeed begun to advance in the field of meteorology. As for the wind changes described in stage two, they needed their own confirmation.

"It's no use staying at home, let's go out and learn about the mysteries of meteorologists." Camus put on his thick coat, looked at the wind and snow outside, and walked out of the hotel under the surprised eyes of the hotel owner.

"Huh..." The cold icy wind mixed with biting snowflakes hit Camus' face. Camus felt the mystery of the weather while walking. Unknowingly, Camus came to a familiar place, the cafe in front of the club. , due to the weather, there was no one else in the cafe except a young man wearing a monocle. Camus changed into his previous appearance in a secret place and opened the door. The store manager's face changed drastically when he saw him coming, and he ran over to grab him. Stopped his hand.

"Baron Roy asked me to tell you to leave Billing City as soon as possible. That old guy Saruman has said that he must kill you."

Kamiao smiled faintly upon hearing this, "We'll see."

"Are you really crazy? Anyway, my words have been brought to you. I wish you good luck." Seeing that Camus didn't care, the boss sighed and walked back. He could remind Camus that he already cares about Baron Roy. It’s all about saving face, and it’s none of his business whether the other party listens or not.

"A glass of fruit wine, a piece of white bread, a piece of lamb stewed with potatoes, and a vegetable platter." Seeing his expression, Camus smiled faintly. For some reason, he noticed that he had changed a lot since his resurrection. , whether he likes women's clothing, sympathizes with women, or has an indifferent personality, if he had provoked a high-end person like Saruman before, he would have gone into hiding, but he just didn't want to hide, and he had to confront him.

"Did it swell? Maybe?" After thinking for a moment, Camus laughed at himself, pulled out a stool and sat down. Only then did he realize that the man wearing a monocle was also looking at him. He took off his top hat and smiled slightly. A smile.

"A glass of fruit wine for any gentleman, please."

"Oh... you..." The boss sighed after hearing this, but still didn't say anything.

"Thank you, it seems you are in trouble." The man wearing a monocle said calmly, and Camus smiled in front of him.

"Maybe it's not trouble, maybe it's a game?"

"Saruman is a game? This is the funniest thing I've ever heard. My name is Bingo." The man wearing a monocle laughed happily and said his name.

"Sherlock Conan." Kamius shrugged and said his name. The two looked at each other and smiled without saying anything. It was the first time for both of them to meet, and they did not have too in-depth communication.

After a while, the food came. Camus picked up the knife and fork and started to enjoy the food. After a while, Camus wiped his mouth indifferently and looked at Bingo.

"I'm curious, what are you doing here in such a cold weather? Are you here to experience the wonders of the weather like me?"

"I want to meet the person who offended Saruman. Roy is my uncle, and Mrs. Roy is my aunt. I didn't expect to see you. I didn't expect that despite the bad weather, I was pretty lucky."

Kamiao narrowed his eyes when he heard this. Normal people would stay at home in this kind of weather. She had just noticed that his eyes had been looking at her, and it seemed that he was really waiting for her.

"Is something wrong?"

"No, don't you want to play a game? How about adding another player?" Bingo stood up and looked at Kamius sincerely.

"Oh... It seems that I am lucky. Whenever I go out, I can meet people with some common goals." Kamius immediately understood who the other party was. This guy is probably the enemy of Count Saruman. Looking for Cooperate on your own.

"No... Saruman is not my target, he is Sister Caniso's target." Hearing this familiar name, Camus took a deep breath.

"Who are you?"

"Discipline House, Sequence Five, Sky Pathway Stage Two 'Redeemer' Bingo." Bingo, who was wearing a monocle, spoke calmly, and Kamius pondered for a moment.

"How do you know Caniso's sister?"

"In addition to being a member of the Discipline, I am also a bounty hunter. This is the reward she paid me, but I didn't expect that she would die the next day." As he said this, Bingo took out a money bag with some dirt. Two gold coins and many silver coins were poured out.

"Since you are a player, you are entitled to share half of the reward." After saying this, Bingo tossed a gold coin over.

"That night, Kaniso's sister found us in a state of confusion, but no one took over her mission, because it was too ridiculous to save people from Khani with two gold coins, and she didn't expect us to take over. mission, but I saw her body at the police station the next day.”

At this point, Bingo lowered his head, as if he was brewing something?

"She was dismembered alive. I still knew it was her from the smell. Maybe there is always evil in this world, but there will also be a little justice." Hearing this, Camus looked at him solemnly.

"So you accepted this mission with only two gold coins. Because you were not confident in your strength, you found me who was also in conflict with Saruman. But why are you looking for me? Aren't you supposed to rescue Caniso? "

"I don't have any teammates, and the Discipline Institute won't help me for special reasons, so..." Bingo spoke in a low voice, and Kamius spoke calmly.

"Then now I am your zero-time teammate."

"oh……"

When Bingo heard this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Perhaps we must go to Sister Caniso's grave to deliver this happy news to her."

Kamiao's eyes darkened slightly when he heard this, and he tried to keep his tone calm.

"She was buried by me in Justice Cemetery, which is at the end of Justice Street in Queens."

"Let's go then." Kamius put on his hat and said calmly.

The two people's backs were getting further and further away in the wind and snow, but they didn't know that someone on the other side saw their appearance.

Queens District, Justice Street, Justice Cemetery, Camus and Bingo stood in the cemetery looking at the tombstone in front of them. They saw that it was an unnamed tombstone. Bingo looked at all this and spoke lightly.

"The only information is about Caniso. There are thousands of maids like her in Billing City. I don't have time to look it up slowly." At this point, Bingo turned his head solemnly.

"Then Mr. Makeup Artist, do you want to continue to hide it?"

Camus' eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at Bingo in surprise.

"How did you know?"

"Smell, my nose has been specially modified to distinguish thousands of smells. The dead police officer had the exact same smell as you."

"So that's it, but a guest is here." Kamius suddenly understood. He suddenly turned his head and looked to the side. He just felt someone breaking into the wind and snow. This was the ability he had after being promoted to a meteorologist. , within a certain range of weather, he can keenly feel the differences.

"What a terrifying ability." Bingo thought this was the ability of a makeup artist, and sighed in admiration.

"Two people, one for each of us." Camus opened his eyes, and two men in black coats appeared in the blurry wind and snow not far away. They also saw Camus and the two, and for a moment, the atmosphere in the wind and snow Somewhat subtle.

"Okay..." Bingo smiled coldly. As soon as Kamius heard this, he walked away and disappeared into the wind and snow in the blink of an eye. One of the men in black on the opposite side also followed Kamius away.

"Cross suey..."

Seeing that there was no obstacle, Bingo looked cruelly at the man in black opposite him. The wind and snow beside him suddenly became stronger, and a huge transparent blade mixed with the biting cold wind struck towards the opposite side.

"Death is salvation."

After doing this, Bingo murmured piously to the sky. The man in black robe opposite grinned, showing his full mouth of black teeth. He pulled off his coat, revealing his bulging muscles, and ducked away. this attack.

In the wind and snow on the other side, Camus vomited white and looked at the man in black on the opposite side. He saw purple patterns engraved on the face of this man in black, so he looked a bit ferocious. He opened his mouth, revealing his incomplete body. tongue

"Your... head is worth 1,000 gold coins."

Hearing the other party's unclear words, Camus grinned.

"So I'm so valuable, but shouldn't you take a look above?" As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black looked up quickly and saw ice picks as thick as his wrists smashing down. He quickly took a few steps back to avoid the attack. , and then he took out a magic book with an evil spirit cover in his hand.

"Dark Binding...Shadow Arrow." An anxious tone came out of his mouth, and the magic book on his body suddenly glowed with black light.

Camus suddenly felt two pale arms appear under his feet, grabbing his feet and making him unable to move. When he focused his eyes, he saw that the air on his body was distorted. The shadow arrow missed, and he was three meters away from Camus. A big crater exploded outside.

"what happened?"

Seeing the shadow arrow crooked, the man in black was shocked. Can he shoot it crooked even if he aimed mentally?

"It's my turn." Seeing that the other party continued to condense his magic power, Camus raised the corners of his mouth and said calmly.

"Cold..." I saw ice-cold snow falling from the top of the black-robed man's head, drenching him in the blink of an eye. He looked at Kamius with a livid face, feeling very scared in his heart. What kind of strange ability is this? Never met it yourself? There was no warning at all, it just came.

"Ice..." Seeing that the other party was covered in ice from the cold, Camus grinned and uttered another word.

"Ka...ka...no", when Kamius uttered this word, the man in black shouted something bad in his heart, but his body was already frozen and he could not move at all. All he could see was his wet body. Pieces of white ice gradually appeared, freezing him in place in the blink of an eye.

"Tsk, tsk, the bonus for cold weather is too high. It seems that the ability of a meteorologist depends on the climate." Looking at the white ice sculpture in the wind and snow, Camus suddenly snapped his fingers.

"Pa..." I saw a small storm not far away, and the body in black was blown to the ground. Kamius looked at him indifferently, waiting for him to lose his life.

"It's still different from Sequence Twelve. Bai's freezing ability can freeze people to death in an instant, and even the soul can't escape. However, meteorologists are fully developed, and each has its own advantages." A few seconds later, he saw the other party. The soul floated up, Kamiao took out the mirror with a cold smile, and sealed him into the mirror in the disbelief eyes of the man in black.

"It's done, let's go take a look." Camus kicked the ice sculpture into pieces and walked away indifferently.