Primordial Sequence

In the wind and snow, Camus' fingers trembled slightly. This was the first time he had done such a thing. It was undeniable that the feeling of dancing on the tip of the knife really made people's blood boil. He even felt that he liked this feeling. .

"Bah..."

The carriage that was walking in the wind and snow suddenly stopped, followed by a scream, and a semicircular stain of blood spread out on the window. Kamius pushed them away indifferently, and saw that the driver's head was missing. His head rolled into the wind and snow on the road, leaving long drag marks along the way. Right in front of the carriage was Bingo, who was wearing a monocle and a black robe. The body that was spewing blood stretched out his thumb towards Bingo.

"Clean and ruthless, thumbs up."

"Mr. Conan, your success is beyond my expectation. If it weren't for your different clothes, I wouldn't have recognized you, but... I don't think now is the time to joke." Bingo jumped over the carriage and looked towards to the rear.

Kamiao jumped down from the carriage as soon as he heard this. He held up his high hat and his face quickly squirmed and returned to its previous appearance.

"Let's go..."

As soon as Bingo heard this, he followed them, but he didn't know that the footprints they left in the snow were covered by clouds of snow in the blink of an eye, leaving only a carriage and a body in the snow.

In the club, a transcendent person looked surprised when he saw the new guest. Didn't Count Saruman seem to be wearing the same clothes when he came in?

"There's a problem, Saruman has a problem, go back quickly." Chaofan came back to his senses and reacted immediately. He exclaimed and ran to the second floor.

"Bang..." As the door was kicked open, a messy room and a corpse lying on the ground appeared in everyone's sight. The leading transcendent walked over and turned his face to Saruman. Turned over.

"No, I've been fooled. Chase him quickly." When Fang saw Saruman, who was bleeding from his seven holes and had a painful expression on his face, and had expired, the expressions of these extraordinary beings changed drastically and they quickly chased after him.

Five minutes later, a group of people came to the place where the coachman died. Everyone looked at the corpse in front of them, their faces becoming darker and darker.

"There is no trace." A transcendent person looked at the ground and spoke in a low voice.

"Did he die out of thin air? That guy must be a makeup artist. We can't find him now, let alone find him in the future." A man with a golden beard pointed at the corpse on the ground and spoke loudly.

"Saruman died, and it was under our noses. How do you want Viscount Khani to see us? And how do you want those members to see us?" A transcendent with a burn on his eyebrows said with a dark face.

"The wind and snow were too heavy, and the smell was covered up." A man with a dog face climbed up from the ground and said in disappointment.

On the dark blue street, Camus and Bingo changed their clothes, and after using Bingo's scent elimination potion, they came to a restaurant. The two casually ordered some food and hid in a private room to talk in detail.

"There are at least ten extraordinary beings in the club, and there must be second-level or even third-level beings among them. It's definitely unrealistic to break in and save Caniso." Bingo said in a low voice after drinking a cup of hot coffee.

"It seems that you also know that Caniso is in the club, so how should we save her? After all, we can't rescue him by force, so we should wait and see if there is a chance." Kamio said helplessly after hearing this. After all, he didn't You might risk your life to save it.

"We can't wait any longer. If we rescue her now, she still has a chance to be a human being. It's too late. Even if she is rescued, she will still be a puppet with no thoughts and is controlled by others. You should know the methods of the lawful ones." Bingo shook his head. He spoke with a heavy tone.

"That requires a good plan."

"No... there is no time. You don't know the network behind the club. You are not from Bilin City, so you don't know. The club is just a small branch of them. There is a larger organization behind them. I even doubt that Khan Viscount Ni is just a superficial character, this is just a place for them to have fun, and the unknown secrets are going on under the bustling city. "

"What do you mean?" Kamius asked in confusion when he heard his fingers tapping on the table.

"They can't find you, and they can't find you, but they can find me. The forces behind Viscount Khani even make the discipline center fearful." Bingo told the reason, and Camus looked over in confusion. .

"The corpse, the smell, the makeup artist, and even the sealed object can all find me. The corpse and the smell are okay, but no one except the makeup artist can escape from the prying eyes of the makeup artist and the sealed object." Bingo said with a somewhat painful expression. When he saw that Bingo was no longer speaking, he now suspected that Bingo was putting on a show. If he followed his logic, he would have known that what he did would be discovered. When did extraordinary people become so selfless?

"I wonder, are you wondering, when did an extraordinary person with bloody hands become a good person?" Seeing Camus' silence, Bingo said with a wry smile.

Hearing this, Camus just raised his head slightly and did not speak. In his knowledge, selflessness would never appear in a transcendent person.

"My companions died in mission after mission. I saw ordinary people wailing in the fire. I saw all the evil in the world. I once sank into killing until..." At this point, Bingo looked at himself. With both hands, he spoke word by word.

"Until I was promoted to the second stage of the Redeemer, after that promotion, I was drowning in the memory of death and woke up from fear and nightmares. I reminded myself all the time that my hands were stained with the blood of my companions. Stained with the blood of the enemy, stained with the blood of innocent people, and stained with...my blood." At this point, Bingo raised his head tremblingly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth turned purple, Camus said. At first glance, his eyes turned cold.

"I can't redeem myself..." Bingo shouted uncontrollably, digging his nails deeply into the flesh of his chest. The red blood immediately stained his shirt. At this moment, the monocle on his glasses Suddenly, a white light flashed, and a woman in a white dress hugged Bingo, who was almost out of control. Bingo's facial expression gradually returned to calm, and he glanced at the woman gratefully.

"Thank you, you saved me again."

"Bingo, you can't use your abilities anymore, you will die." The girl looked at Bingo worriedly, and Bingo grinned at Kamius.

"Didn't I scare you just now? This is the third-level sealed object 'advance lens', which allows me to see my opponent's movements in advance."

"You're out of control." Camus said indifferently, and Bingo spoke calmly.

"This is the third time I lost control. The advance lens saved me. I know my time is running out and I will soon become the monster I killed before."

"So what's your plan?" Kamiao glanced at the advance lens and spoke in a low voice.

"Do you know the joy of saving people? That feeling... is completely different from killing. I just want to be a good person for the rest of my time, instead of being a monster burdened with killing and sin for the rest of my life." Bingo There was a trace of yearning on his face, and he spoke intoxicatedly. Kamius spoke in a low voice.

"When you drink the magic potion, you will become further and further away from the word good person. Maintaining your sanity and not being affected by the negative emotions that have been accumulated for a long time has made all extraordinary people do their best."

"My hunch tells me that the next time I lose control is the moment when I completely mutate, so leave this dangerous mission to me. I will attract the extraordinary people in the club away, and the rest will be left to you." Bin Guo took a sip of hot coffee and spoke in an indifferent tone, as if death was just a small matter.

"Is it worth it?" Kamuo really didn't understand when he heard it. Isn't it bad to live?

"It's worth it. I often think of me when I was a child. I was a real human being at that time. I just want to be a human being for once, a person with feelings and emotions, instead of an increasingly cold and ruthless transcendent. This kind of I've had enough of this life." Bingo said decisively, his tone even a little urgent and trembling at the end.

"As you wish." Kamius understood the 'meaning' of Bingo's words as soon as he heard it. He closed his eyes and spoke seriously.

"Yeah... I knew you would agree. Don't be so indifferent? It's good to smile more. Why is it that every extraordinary person has an indifferent face." When Camus agreed, Bingo jumped happily. He stood up and showed a very sincere smile. Under his influence, Camus also showed a sincere smile. If a dying person is so free and easy, what should he worry about.

"The box is too boring. Let's go out to watch the snow and change to some cheerful music." Seeing Camus smiling, Bingo walked out happily. With his active efforts, the boss finally agreed to play a song and put it down. The cheerful music made the atmosphere in the restaurant lively for a while.

"Hi... gentlemen and ladies, in this cold weather, I will sing for everyone a song from my parents, which my mother taught me..."

Seeing Bingo who was as happy as a child over there, Camus leaned against the glass window, his thoughts drifting to nowhere until a wine glass appeared in front of him.

"Hey... it's not a good gentleman to be alone in a daze. There are some charming girls over there." Bingo smiled and raised his glass. When Camus looked over, he winked at Camus and said A few girls not far away were purring their lips.

"Oh... what an honor." Kamius joined the cheerful party, and laughter filled Kamius ears for a while.