Chapter 301 Cross-Dressing Boss

In a convenient hotel on Deep Blue Street, Camus looked at the five gold coins in his hand and spoke in distress.

"Alas, I have no money. I can't rob, right? It is the capital of the Madikka Empire. The consumption is too high. It is just a few silver coins. If an outsider like me needs a decent job, it will be a big challenge." After thinking for a moment, Camus took out the newspapers. At present, he has no way to get Jack in a short time. He must live during this period, which means he needs a stable job.

"Flavored beef restaurant, recruiting waiters, must be citizens of the Madikka Empire, weekly salary 1 silver coin."

"Blue Flag recruits sailors, must have life skills at sea, strong body, weekly salary 3 silver coins, return trip with profit, must be citizens of the Madikka Empire."

"..."Looking at the recruitment information in the Bilin Daily, Camus was overwhelmed. He had read all the recruitment information unknowingly.

"Basically, all jobs require you to be a citizen of the Madica Empire, except for specific requirements. Let's take a look at other jobs." Camus, who had not found a satisfactory job, wandered slowly on the street. Madica is indeed the crystallization of civilization. On the clean and wide streets, you can see clean carriages everywhere, and there are even enough steam guilds running. The residents of the city are also dressed luxuriously, and it seems that the quality of life is good. Unknowingly, Camus swam to a certain street. He took out the map and took a look, and was suddenly speechless.

Bilin City is divided into five areas, namely the deep blue block and deep red block of the port, the honeysuckle block and daffodil block of the external trade area. The crown block and royal block of the internal residential area, the industrial area outside Bilin City, and the last Queen's District, the entire Bilin City is like a layer of cake wrapped, and now it is in the outer deep red street, which is also divided into five parts, 17 small areas and streets, the port area, the northern bay area, the commercial area, the residential area, and he is currently in the shop area.

"It's so big." Looking at the huge area on the map, Camus sighed.

"Sir, just postpone it for one day, just one day, just one day, I will rent it out in one day." Suddenly a male voice disrupted Camus's thoughts. He looked back and saw a down-and-out man begging a man who was just neatly dressed. Behind them was a shop, a store that looked relatively high-end, selling palace dresses. There was a dark staircase next to it, which seemed to lead to the upper part. Camus stood on the side of the street and looked down because he was bored.

"One day? What kind of business can a broken detective like you have? You should go home and farm." The shop owner pointed upstairs and cursed. The down-and-out man looked upstairs with a sad face when he heard it, and he shook his head.

"I have this plan too. Just wait for one day, one day is enough."

"You... Adlimon, you are not suitable to be a detective. Go back early. If you don't pay the rent tomorrow, I will come to collect the house." The shop owner said indifferently, then turned and left, leaving the distraught detective behind.

Seeing this, Camus suddenly had an idea. Yes... I can be a detective. This profession has a very high degree of freedom, and I don't have to work from nine to five. It will be of great help to me in finding Jack and protecting my sister. Thinking of this, Camus walked over.

"Sir, are you going to rent a house?" Adlimon, who was in a trance, suddenly heard a mellow voice. When he looked up, he saw a handsome man wearing a black double-breasted windbreaker, short brown hair, and a handsome face, smiling at him.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Adlimon spoke quickly, and he wiped his hands and stretched out the stage.

"Sir, my detective agency is upstairs, you can go and have a look."

"Well, I'm sorry, I'm just about to be a detective."

"So... sir, I don't know your name yet?" Hearing that Camus really wanted to rent a house, Adlimon was overjoyed, and he carefully asked Camus' name.

"Well... Sherlock Harry, you can call me Harry." Camus spoke in a flat tone. Adlimon heard it and hurriedly took Camus upstairs.

Just as Camus passed by a red palace dress, he stopped and looked at the red palace dress.

"Very nice clothes."

"Yes, sir, although his clothes are expensive, the quality is guaranteed, and it is also the best choice for my wife. My office is upstairs from his house. Let's go and have a look first."

"Well... I'm just taking a look." Camus reluctantly moved his eyes away. I don't know what happened recently. He seems to be particularly concerned about this kind of red palace dress and likes it very much. He even bought a few sets yesterday.

This problem is a bit serious. This kind of liking seems to come from the subconscious of the body. Am I really going to become a cross-dressing boss? Or a cross-dressing boss who likes red long skirts.

Camus walked while thinking about his weirdness. The good news is that this feeling can't affect his judgment, and it looks more like a simple liking. The bad news is that this is some kind of sequelae. He judged that it should be related to his resurrection, and he didn't know how to repair and deal with it.

"Jiji..." Passing by the dirty corridor, Adlimon pushed open the shabby door, and Camus was immediately irritated by the sweaty smell inside. He looked at the environment inside and his mouth twitched. It was a one-bedroom, one-living room, and one-bathroom room. The room didn't look big, and the furniture in the living room looked a little old. There were some changed clothes on the sofa with a few black stains, and there were several unfinished food plates on the glass cabinet. The floor was even more outrageous, with socks, shoes, and household garbage thrown on the floor at random.

"Mr. Limon, your house..." Even Camus couldn't stand the smell. After all, it was a mixture of sweat, foot odor, and rotten food, which was really a bit pungent.

"Sorry, I haven't received any commissions for a month. I've been staying at home. The house is about this size. You can take a look at it at will." Limon quickly packed up the sundries. Camus raised his eyebrows and walked around casually. He finished looking at it in less than a minute. In his opinion, if this is a detective agency, it is better to say it is a small living room. However, for him, it is more suitable for him now in terms of rent and area.

"How much is it per month?" Camus looked at the stained sofa and didn't sit down. He looked at Limon and spoke softly.

"Mr. Harry, 8 silver coins, 8 silver coins per month." Limon thought for a moment and said a number.

"Sorry, I think I can take a look at other houses." Camus turned around and was about to leave when he heard it.

"Sir, sir, we can negotiate the price. How much do you say?"

"6 silver coins per month, this is my maximum limit. After all, some furniture here can't be used. I need to replace it, not to mention that I need to hire a cleaner to clean here." Camus stretched out his finger and shook it. He pointed to the dirty ground to open the mouth.

Limon thought for a while and gritted his teeth, "Deal... But you have to pay me three months' rent first."

"Deal, this is two gold coins." Camus spoke freely. Before coming here, he had learned about the prices in Bilin City, Matika Empire. This house is about 300 gold coins. Of course, it will be more expensive inside. According to the same size of the house, it usually takes 9 silver coins to 1.1 gold coins to rent. 6 silver coins a month is a big bargain.

"Okay... I still have the right to use this house for 6 months. I will come back to hand it over in three months." Limon pulled out his trouser pockets, and there was only a little more than a silver coin. He looked at Camus awkwardly, and Camus raised his mouth.

"Maybe, I can pay less for the fourth month's rent."

"Thank you, Mr. Harry, you are such a good person, let's sign the contract." Limon was overjoyed when he heard it. The two signed the contract. He excitedly took the money and left, while Camus returned to the hotel to get back his clothes, of course... including those red dresses.

In the church of the Ocean Church in Fran City, under the blue light, Zasim, wearing a blue priest robe, looked at the letter in his hand, his face becoming more gloomy. In front of him was a statue holding a trident, with a very blurred body and face.

"Hua La La..."

The angry Zasim's body shook, and suddenly a sky of water rushed out of his body. These seawater instantly submerged the church. He thought that Aurora would not make too big a move, and they did not kill the people, so he did not care much until he got the news from the Barren Land just now.

"What does Aurora want to do? He sent all the Holy Light Knights? Is it a demonstration or for some other purpose? And it is led by Moses, the war maniac."

"Lord Zasim, I think we should ask the Guard for assistance. After all, it is led by Moses, the war maniac. He is already a peak judge, and our strength is completely incompatible with him." The fishman behind him spoke in a low voice. If the other party really took action, they would have no room for counterattack.

"Send a letter for help to the church in the deep sea, and send someone to check what the Moulin Rouge is doing. This is not our fault. They are the only ones in Fran City who have this ability." A faint huge shadow appeared behind Zasim, and a blue light appeared in his eyes. He punched down, and water splashed for a while. A terrifying shout came from the shadow behind him.

In the Moulin Rouge, he heard that his men had not found Ouni after a day of searching, and Duoton raised his eyebrows. The whole Fran City was their eyes, so could Ouni disappear out of thin air?

"Sir, we have tried very hard to chase her. When we arrived, Ouni's coffee was still steaming, but she disappeared out of thin air and could not be found at all."

"Xisuo, tell me, where did Ouni hide?" Looking at the careless Xisuo, Duoton looked at him with a gloomy face.

When the big dog Xisuo heard it, he put down his lackey and spoke lightly.

"There are many abilities that can make one disappear, but Ouni is right under our noses. He can't be a superhuman. I suspect that someone behind him took him away."

"Can your dog nose smell his location?" Dom said calmly.

"Yours is a dog nose, your whole family is a dog nose, this is my rational nose." The big dog Xi Suo pointed at his nose and cursed when he heard Dom's ridicule.

"That's enough. Have you found the people who appeared out of nowhere? These collaborators hiding in the dark make me sleepless." Under Doton's scolding, Xi Suo and Dom quieted down. Doton spoke in distress. He has changed from a spectator to a person in the play. He has just received news that the Holy Light Knights are running here under the leadership of Mad Dog Moses. Don't they doubt him? Maybe both sides now think that they did it in order to provoke their relationship.