Claudia was at first a little surprised, and then, with a kind of incomprehensible laughter, said, "You are mad - don't think that your patron is my husband, and you can talk nonsense." ”

"We don't have to hide that Langis was instructed by someone to assassinate the representative of the African Appeals Mission, and I was involved in it because of the lack of money. He was later wanted by Cicero, and I don't think it's very likely that he would flee because of martial law throughout the city during the consul election. And he's your lover of the Mistress Mother, and I think you probably know his whereabouts. ”

"What are you looking for him to do?" Claudia asked, wringing her fingers in the curls of her hair.

"How much did he give you to hide." Calabis sidestepped the question.

"Eight thousand, the standard drachma." Claudia actually said three thousand more.

"I'll give 20,000 drachmas, okay?" Calabis made a bid for the mistress.

"If you want his life, add 10,000 more, after all, if he dies in the apartment in the name of the Claudian family, I will have to spend time to eliminate the effects of this matter."

Calabis nodded, and said that the deal was made, and Claudia took out a wax plate from the small table next to the couch, carved a string of address letters on it, shook it in front of Calabis's eyes, and then scratched it with a knife.

"Thank you, Mistress." After a brief salute, Calabis departed.

Claudia put the wax board and the knife on the small table, lay her delicate body half-on the couch, and watched Calabis leave with a smile, when a pair of handsome hands came around her back, caressing her chest and neck, causing her to laugh numbly, and raised her head and kissed the owner of the hand affectionately:

"You've just returned to Rome, and you're staying here tonight, while Tuna and his damn mentally retarded brother went on vacation to Campeña."

"But sister, you know, I'm afraid of the dark at night." Claudius let go of her lips, looked at Claudia with a misty look in her eyes, and said.

"Don't worry, I asked the maid to turn up the lights on my bedroom bed, how long have we not been together, three years? Or five years? Claudia scratched her brother's well-defined face with her fingers, "This time I got fifty thousand drachmas at once, and I will definitely get you a haode official position at Cicero, and it is not interesting to be a staff member at the head of the army, Pompey." ”

"But just now I was at the corner of the colonnade, and I heard that the price you paid for Langis should be 30,000 owls."

"No, that's just the price of that Calabis, and from Catiline, I also took twenty thousand. I don't know who will arrive first between the two of them. Claudia sneered, with twelve points of pride, and then said with a little sadness, "Poor Langis, I really didn't expect his life to be so valuable, so many people inquired about his whereabouts, but he seems to have a full 300,000 Scethus's assets, all of which were obtained from assassinations of political enemies, guild commissions, and abductions, and were stored in a temple somewhere, and he refused to hand over the keys alive or dead, but alas, it seems that he will never have to say it"

That night, for fear of long nights, Calabis hid from Porti and Paruma, and went out to contact business under the pretext of going out to contact business, and walked all the way down the path, covering his face with a cloak, and walked towards an apartment of the Claudius family, located on the island of Di Bellina, in the heart of the Tiber, and he carried a torch, and crossed the four-headed bridge, which had just been completed, and saw the keeper of the apartment building shaking candles at him, which was the signal that Claudia had spoken beforehand.

Dogs barking everywhere in the dark night, piercing his ears from all sides, distracted Calabis a little, but he tried to calm his emotions and entered the ground floor of the apartment building, where the caretaker held on to the handle of the stairs and whispered to him, "Above, the Zuihou room to the north - damn it, why are you alone?" Calabis pushed the other man to the side, snatched his key, quickly rushed up the stairs, pulled out the steel sword he was wearing at his waist, gently opened the door with the key, and heard the sound of the bed inside shaking the earth, so he froze for two seconds and quickly walked in.

Langis was laughing, swaying his hips like a sieve, and fighting on a fat prostitute, and the cries of the two rose higher and higher, and the prostitute first saw the masked fellow with a steel sword in his hand, and screamed in fright, and at once lifted the thin Langis off his horse, and Langis rolled off the bed and fell to the floor.

The prostitute, shaking her fat and screaming, jumped out of bed, and because the apartment had no windows, she came straight to Calabis to get out of the door.

Calabis turned sideways and slammed her head against the wall, and the entire ceiling of the room fell with the impact, and the fat woman knocked a hole in the wall and fainted, and then Calabis saw Langis crawling quickly towards his clothes with his bare buttocks, presumably trying to get his weapon. He walked up diagonally, and stomped on his hand, and the sound of bones shattering, and the heart-piercing howl of Langis.

Then came the negotiation, "You, you must have been sent by that bitch from the 'Little Copper Plate'!" Slut, bitch! I already knew - spare me, spare me, I have the property of 300,000 Cesses, which is still stored in the Temple of Mercury, and I can tell you where the key is, let me go! ”

"I'm sorry." Now he can't look at 300,000 at all, and he just wants to hide the black history of Karabis in a low voice and raised his steel sword.

Perhaps before a person dies, his mind will quickly become quick, and Langis actually heard the voice of Calabis, and cried out with his other hand holding his foot: "Is it Calabis? Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll tell you who is behind the scenes! ”

"Who, tell me, tell me that I can consider renting a boat to take you out of the city of Rome." Calabis drank, and he was also curious, Weishenme Catirin would flatly deny that he was the master behind the scenes.

Then he felt a rapid trembling under his feet, which was the shaking of Langis's body, a violent spasm, and Calabiston was alert to the fact that it was a symptom of poisoning, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly wrapped his cloak around his hand, crouched down and helped Langis, and turned him over.

I saw that Langis continued to twitch, the whites of his eyes rolled over, and his lower body continued to ooze foul-smelling liquid, and when Calabis looked back, the fat prostitute was also shaking on the floor, and a large piece of foul-smelling blood came out of his lower body.

A short moment later, maybe a minute, maybe two minutes, the whole room was shrouded in the breath of death, Calabis couldn't believe his eyes, and stayed where he was, Langis died, died indistinctly, this disgusting poison must have been smeared on the prostitute's lower body by someone pretending to be the pill of bliss, and then Langis and her were doing piston movements, seeping into their bodies, speeding up the flow, and both of them were poisoned and died.

At this moment, Calabis took two steps, and he saw the dented wall in front of the prostitute's body, which had completely collapsed in one piece, revealing the wooden cabinet in the mezzanine within, and Calabis stepped forward and took out a bunch of bronze keys with a numerical number engraved on them—could this be what Langis said, the secret key of the temple? It seems that he had long been afraid that Claudia would betray him, so he left a backup here just in case.

As soon as he took the key, Calabis heard the hurried footsteps of many people under the apartment!