Chapter 350 Chapter 400 Chapter 8: Misfortunes

After settling in the slums, Camus discovered that Hannibal was really a talent. He taught these children his stealing skills without charging a penny. According to him, this was the best way to adopt him. But he can't afford to support such a person. He has adopted dozens of children. Camus has had a good time these two days, and he also taught Hannibal some extraordinary knowledge. He plans to get his own magic potion and promotion knowledge before going for revenge. .

"Where are the parents of these children?" Camus whispered as he saw the children coming to receive food one by one. After arriving here, the people he faced every day were a group of people who were numb, with sallow faces and no smiles. Although he was not sad due to the impact of the environment, he was not happy either.

"Dead, ran away, wandered, um...or were sold, or maybe they were caught as slaves in the mines. To put it simply, they are not individuals, including them. Being a thief is also a technical job, and it requires a certain amount of work. They have great talent, and the risk factor is high. If they are caught, their hands and feet will inevitably be broken, but compared to starving to death or freezing to death, at least a few of them are lucky enough to live and grow up. This is how I came here." Asked, Hannibal threw away the cigarette butts, and the children immediately rushed over to grab the cigarette butts. Seeing this scene, he pointed at these dirty children and spoke in a heavy tone. At the end, he added, he is the same. Camus came over, looked at the group of children with dull eyes, and spoke in a low voice.

"How many of them are there?"

Hannibal held out three fingers, "Third floor. There are at least three floors of children in the slums without parents. This damn winter has killed many people and made the crimes in the slums more unscrupulous. There are no police here, so they are controlled by gangs. These children are also There is no money, so they never come to my place, so you are safe."

"The sun will rise tomorrow."

"What?" Hearing Camus' incomprehensible words, Hannibal was stunned for a moment and looked at Camus in surprise.

"Well... maybe the weather will be nice tomorrow. I have to go out tonight. You can just stay at home and learn about advancement."

Hannibal was very excited when he heard this, "Are you ready to take action? I'm in a hurry these two days."

"It'll be some time. I have something to do. I'm leaving first and going to have a nice meal." After saying that, Camus threw ten gold coins to Hannibal.

"Run out of money? This is lent to you, you have to pay it back."

Watching Kamio leaving gracefully, Hannibal squeezed his gold coins tightly. The price of food has skyrocketed recently. These children who have not learned stealing skills have a very difficult life. They need money for everything. He can buy his gold coins today. The material was used up, but why only ten gold coins? It's too stingy.

An hour later, on the dark blue street, Camus stood on the windshielding eaves, looking at the houses that were closed as usual. At this moment, a rabbit man wearing a white coat and a warm velvet hat walked out of the house. Susie, her face was more mature than before. From a distance, she looked like a white elf walking in the snow. Looking at all this, Camus was about to go out and recognize each other when she felt a cold feeling on her back. A strong sense of crisis told her Something is going to happen to him.

"What's going on? Where did this strong premonition come from?"

Camus, who was about to walk over, stopped because of the sudden sense of crisis. At this moment, he suddenly heard a crashing sound above his head, and the snow mixed with the building crashed down.

"Grass..." Seeing this scene, Kamiao turned around and rolled away.

"Boom..." Stones mixed with ruins were scattered everywhere. Camus got up from the ground and looked back to see a family of shocked people looking at him in shock. Why did their own wall, which was fine just now, fall down?

"Hi..." Camus greeted him gracefully.

"My house, why did it fall down?" The family who reacted immediately started crying and howling, and Kamius quickly left the place upon hearing this.

"Drive... separate quickly." Camus, who had just run to the intersection, suddenly found that a public carriage had skidded on the snowy road. It lost control and crashed into it. Camus' eyesight and hands quickly jumped and he avoided the crisis. .

"What's going on?" Camiao jumped to the side and watched in shock as the carriage crashed into a shop. At this moment, he suddenly felt his feet sinking, and he immediately looked down.

"No way... Phew..." I saw the snow under my feet collapsed, and Kamiao fell down with a whoosh.

After a few seconds, a pair of hands that turned white from excessive exertion grabbed the ground. Camus got up with a frightened look on his face. As soon as he came up, he saw an eye-catching warning posted on the wall next to him, "Road Repairs." Be careful of the sewer, he didn't notice it because he was avoiding the carriage just now.

"Here it comes again? What's going on?" Camus immediately complained after seeing all this. What he had experienced in the past few days was so bloody.

After sorting out his clothes, Camus carefully set out on the road. He planned to go to Queens to have something to eat and then rush to the cemetery.

The difference between Queens and other areas is that the environment is good, there is a lot of middle class, and there are many statues of people. Camus was walking under a statue at this time. At this moment, he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back, and that feeling came again. He just rolled without thinking.

"Boom... clang clang..." I saw the iron spear on the statue suddenly pulled away. I am afraid that a thigh-thick spear was inserted into the place where Kamius was standing. Seeing this scene, Kamius raised his head and glanced at the sky. If this thing If it really stabs me, I don’t even dare to think about the scene. It’s impossible to prevent it.

"What's going on? The newly built statue is so broken?"

"There are so many strange things happening these days. I even saw people who choked themselves to death after drinking water. Do you think it's strange?"

"Don't mention it. I saw someone walking under the eaves and was stabbed to death by the ice spikes falling from the eaves."

"Don't mention it. I saw a coachman being kicked to death by a horse yesterday. It's getting weirder and weirder."

"That guy is really lucky. I would not be able to react if it were me."

Hearing their discussion, Camus fell into deep thought. It was indeed as they said. He was too unlucky these days. There were all kinds of unexpected accidents, and he seemed to have foreseen them in advance and avoided them in a precarious situation.

"It's too late. It's getting dark." At this time, Camus saw that it was already dark. He wanted to have a good meal, but because of these unexpected situations, he lost his mood. He planned to hide in the cemetery first.

In Queens, Yoder Mary sat quietly on the bed. At this moment, a group of ice crystals suddenly appeared in front of him. She smiled immediately. Although she didn't have the knowledge of advancement, as long as there was a potion, he could figure it all out. At that time, this ability was still very immature and needed more experiments and applications.

"Yes, I'm looking forward to the next transaction." Yod Mary stood up from the bed. She looked at herself in the mirror, her expression becoming more and more indifferent. Since inheriting Camus's characteristics, he has become more and more like him. This is a fact he cannot change. However, compared with what he has gained, it is all worth it. However, there is one thing that has always been his biggest worry.

"Before stage 4, we must find a way to solve the sequelae. Can we start with his companions? I inherited his extraordinary characteristics and did not eliminate the sequelae. That means he used other methods to solve the sequelae. But if we want to contact his companions, we will be hurt. Who is protecting them? Even Gru was hurt. Let's wait. I need time to digest the ability of a meteorologist." After sorting out her thoughts, Yod Mary looked at her suit and raised her eyebrows. She used to wear skirts, but she didn't expect to look good in a women's suit.

"Well, it's time to deliver the things. I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of person his dependent is. Yode Mary stretched out her arms and walked into the mirror. As the mirror rippled, she disappeared on the spot."

In a house in the Justice Cemetery, Yode Mary walked out of a dusty mirror. He looked at the scene in front of him and sniffed his delicate nose. It seemed that this was a gravekeeper's house, but it had been abandoned for a long time.

"Well... I'll put the things away first and see who it is." Yode Mary found the original location as planned, put down the items and red roses and left, but her every move was seen by Camus lying in the snow. If he hadn't been promoted to a meteorologist and was not afraid of the cold, he would have been frozen to death, let alone lying down to observe.

"It's so strange, why does he look so similar to me? Or silver hair?" When Camus saw the other person's face clearly, he had a strange thought for the first time, but he didn't have time to think about it. He saw another cautious person coming from a distance. He was wearing a suit, a top hat, a pistol in his left hand, and a round object in his right hand. He was carefully observing the surroundings without taking a step. It was our detective.

"What a horrible place. It's hard for me, a monk like me, to come to such a place." After muttering, the detective still walked forward carefully. When he came to the designated tombstone, he saw a black cloth bag and a red rose. He immediately looked around in confusion.

Really just taking things? It doesn't make sense?

Seeing that there was really no danger, in order not to cause trouble, the detective picked up the cloth bag and took the red rose away. Camus, who witnessed all this, didn't dare to move at all. He was sure that the woman was around. This was his premonition.

As expected by Camus, Yoder Mary, who was wearing a lady's suit, came out from the shadows one minute later. She smiled at the back of the detective.

"Ordinary people? It seems that one of the followers is very careful. Forget it... It doesn't matter whether you look or not." As she said that, she drew a line in the air, and a tall floor-to-ceiling mirror appeared out of thin air. She walked in with light steps.

"Ka Ka..."

When she left, the tall floor-to-ceiling mirror collapsed and smashed to pieces. Seeing all this, Camus suddenly became energetic. He didn't know what this ability was yet, but it seemed to be an ability in the later stage. He inferred that this ability should belong to one of the abilities of the mirror man, but he had to wait until he was promoted to know.

Seeing her leave, Camus also climbed up from the snow and quickly chased after her. That thing was extremely precious to him and could not be lost.

On the streets of Queens, the frightened detective relaxed after seeing the light of the gas lamp. He slowed down and looked down at the black cloth bag. The thing was not heavy and he didn't know what was inside. He wanted to see what it was, but his professional ethics suppressed this desire.

"No, no, this is the basic principle of being a great detective."

"Oh... Mr. Detective has a very professional ethics, thank you for your help."

In the alley next to him, Camus came out with a slightly heavy breath, and Mr. Detective grinned at him.

"This is the basic principle of a detective... Sir, I don't think you are looking for me to enjoy the snow scenery late at night, we are just one step away from completing the transaction."

"Give it to me... You've worked hard." Camus took out 10 coins and handed it to him. The detective handed the thing in his hand to Camus, and he also took the money.

"Good luck, sir." After getting the things, Camus quickly opened it and took a look. A breath of the same sequence came to his face. There was a bottle of silver-white potion and several books in it. The bag isolated these breaths. After the bag was opened, the strong breath startled both of them, and Mr. Detective exclaimed after feeling this breath.

"High-level potion, my God..." Camus immediately felt several sights appearing around him. He immediately closed the bag and quickly ran into the alley. After running for a while, he saw that no one was chasing him. Camus was relieved. Fortunately, there were few people around at night, and there were no extraordinary people around, which allowed Camus to escape so smoothly.