Chapter 228 Kaxiu Returns

At noon, Camus was leaning comfortably on a soft leather chair, with a glass of dark red wine beside him. Not far away, Fiona was also sitting very bored, holding a glass of red wine and sipping it carefully. Xiu Locke was holding a mirror to observe his hair. He had received the extraordinary potion sent by mail, and his vitality was restored, which made him very happy. He looked at his black hair and smiled.

"Play cards?" Suddenly a mellow voice sounded, Camus looked back and saw Lin standing in front of the round table with a black laptop, looking at them quietly.

"Play cards? Great, finally there are no unfinished events, I love it here." Xiu Locke put down the mirror and walked over. His tone was very cheerful, which made Camus a little helpless. Why didn't he find Xiu Locke a funny guy before? He thought he was a proud nobleman.

"Let's go together." Fiona also walked over. Her position had been handed over to another person, and she didn't have to deal with those complicated events.

"Okay, let's go together."

Camus took a sip of wine. Although he lost his sense of taste, it didn't mean he couldn't drink.

Time passed slowly in joy.

At the Caldecott Railway Station, the crowded crowd slowly flowed out. Kaxiu looked at the familiar city and the familiar smell in front of him, and almost couldn't control his emotions. The seven consecutive days of train experience made his legs a little weak. He sighed softly and turned to look at the lady in black behind him.

"I said...Ms. Yadley, we have arrived in Caldecott City. I think we should separate. I will inform Ms. Su Lan about your matter. You go to the agreed place to wait tomorrow morning." Kaxiu spoke in a low voice. He didn't want to stay at the Caldecott Railway Station for a moment. He had heard from Mr. Twelve that there was a supernatural organization here. Although he didn't find it, it didn't mean he didn't believe it.

"Okay." Yadley didn't say a word. He looked at this more prosperous city and walked into the crowd with his skirt lifted.

"I'm back." Seeing her leave, Kaxiu exhaled lightly. Although he felt that Adli had no ill will towards him during this period, he was still subconsciously wary of Adli.

In the evening, Kaxiu took out his purse and took a look, his eyes full of smiles. Although they didn't play much, his good luck in the afternoon still made him win three gold coins. His total assets have reached 5 gold coins, which made him sigh that the goddess of luck favored him today.

"I have to go back." Fiona threw down the cards in her hand, picked up the luxurious long sword next to her and stood up, her tone was a little helpless.

"I won't play anymore. Does the profession of makeup artist have a lucky bonus?" Xiu Locke also threw down the cards in his hand and spoke in a relaxed tone.

"I'm going back too."

Lin's stiff face also showed a touch of helplessness. He also stood up and walked out with his suitcase.

"Don't go." Seeing that everyone was leaving, Camus spoke with some regrets. He only knew today that luck would also favor him.

"Mr. Camus, gambling is not a good habit." Fiona spoke softly. At this time, six bells rang outside the window. These were the bells of the church.

"Hehe..." Camus smiled and put on his hat after hearing this. He followed them out. As soon as they went downstairs, they saw that the civilian staff were still busy. Camus frowned. Aren't there any extraordinary events? What are they busy with?

"They are identifying those complicated events, finding extraordinary events from them, and then handing them over to us. This is where all the criminal information of the entire Caldecott City is gathered." Fiona saw Camus's eyes and immediately explained.

"Oh, I understand." Camus immediately understood that some events do need to be identified first as extraordinary events. There are hundreds of events of all sizes happening in the entire Caldecott City every day. It is impossible for them to identify them personally. These tasks are the business of these civilian staff.

"There are elites of the police station, writers, historians, and even talents who can speak Sumera." Xiu Locke took over Fiona's words. He looked at a round-faced girl not far away and spoke softly.

"Sumerian? Can I learn from him?" Camus' eyes lit up when he heard it. He was still thinking about how to learn this language, but he didn't expect that there was a ready-made one here.

"You don't know Sumerian? What about Raya?".

"I don't know either..."

Hearing that Camus didn't know Sumerian and Raya, the three of them took a breath of cold air. As far as they knew, every Sequence Two was the most knowledgeable expert. Although there were few people who knew these two languages, they didn't include Sequence Two.

"You really let me see, Mr. Camus." Fiona complained.

"Well, you have to ask Sophia to see if she is willing to teach you." Xiu Locke supported his head and looked at the girl in the distance and spoke.

"Just ask her to teach Mr. Camus. I think Mr. Camus has enough time." Lin said lightly.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow. Everyone is off work." Fiona said lightly. As soon as she said this, the busy hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone stopped working and tidied up their desks.

"I'll go first." Fiona looked and went out with a luxurious sword. There was already a white luxurious carriage waiting for her at the door. Others also went out one after another. When they went out, Camus deliberately glanced at the round-faced girl and smiled at her. He immediately showed a shy smile when he saw her.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Camus saw Kaxiu sitting at the door reading a newspaper as soon as he got off the carriage, and he smiled immediately.

"Are you back? Kaxiu." Hearing the voice, Kaxiu put down the newspaper and ran over quickly, with a smile on his face.

"I'm back, I got the things, I can be promoted to a magician." Kaxiu said in an affirmative tone.

"Where is the perfumer?" Camus and Kaxiu walked into the house, and Lacus in the house saw Camus and immediately trotted over and stretched out her white palm.

"Give me money, I have no money." The arrogant tone sounded, and Camus took a breath of cold air when he heard it. I only gave her more than ten gold coins last time, and now it's gone?

"Furniture, repair tool box, cooking lady, Taylor's clothes and my clothes." Seeing Camus' expression froze, Lacus counted on his fingers and spoke one by one.

"Here, I want to raise tuition for you and Taylor, you can do it yourself." Camus took out three gold coins with a painful heart and put them in Lacus's hand.

"I know." Lacus pursed his lips and responded. Camus sighed immediately. Lacus must not have listened.

"I'm cooking." Camus could only run to the kitchen to cook. A group of people spent the night in laughter.

"Rustle"

In the middle of the night, in a dark basement, the sound of knives rubbing slowly came. They were rhythmic. Hearing the sound of knives rubbing, a low and hoarse voice came from the depths of darkness.

"Think about it, the woman you like is with other men, think about it, you suffer from hunger and cold every day, think about it, you are homeless and can only be a stinky rat in this dark place." The low voice is a legend far and near, as if it is in the ear and in the sky, his voice slowly echoed in this empty place.

"Wuwuwu..." A sobbing male voice sounded, the voice was desolate and heavy. As he cried, the sound of sharpening the knife in the dark stopped, and a gas lamp floating in the air lit up. Under the gas light, a long white knife slowly stretched out, but there was nothing at the handle. Even the gas lamp could not illuminate the darkness over there.

"It is painful to live. Every day you have to recall the tragedy. Your heart is torn, and your flesh and blood are burning in anger." The empty voice continued to sound from the deep darkness. Under the gas light, a man with a runny nose and a distorted face was slumped on the ground. His body exuded a strong stench, and his worn suit was full of stains and grease.

"Yes, I am in pain, I should die sooner." The sloppy man murmured, stretched out his hand to take the long knife floating in the air, and wiped his neck with all his strength. He covered his neck and fell down. The bright red blood foam flowed through his fingers, and his pupils spread rapidly. The body was no longer struggling.

"Pah..."

A few minutes later, the sloppy man's blood stained the ground red. In the darkness, a pale book fell to the ground, and the blood on the ground stained the book red.

"Everyone has a story, and your story begins." A hoarse voice sounded, and the gas lamp floating in the air gradually went out, and darkness enveloped the room again.

In the drawer of No. 77 Golden Oak, the picture frame covered by gold suddenly jumped, and a faint call came.

"Kadom, Kadom." There were men and women here, they were low and crazy, and then they returned to calm.

"Pah..."

Suddenly, the door of the top floor opened, and Camus walked in with a few books. He took out the mirror and whispered softly.

"Disappear, disappear." Camus' face gradually distorted in the mirror, and his facial features disappeared in the mirror, leaving only a blank face, which was extremely pale and white.

"Hush...recover." Seeing the horrible self in the mirror, Camus breathed a sigh of relief. He had just been experimenting with the method of upgrading knowledge, and he found the use of the Faceless Path.

"That is to say, I can change my face at any time. It's really a terrifying ability. With a changed face and a certain amount of makeup, it's like a different person." Camus murmured softly. Maybe there are other abilities waiting for me to discover.