"Do you have a phone?"

Christie picked up the coat and skirt that had been messed up on the bed, and asked as she wore it quickly.

Women's skirts, mainly the clothing of the noble ladies, are actually very cumbersome, it takes a lot of time to put on or take off, and someone needs to be on the side to assist, so those noble ladies are accompanied by the maids whether they are at home or out, even if the family is broken and the scenery is no longer there, this expense can not be saved.

As long as you don't want to be excluded by other nobles, and you want to stay in the circle of nobles, these useless pomp and circumstance in the eyes of the bottom people must be maintained, if the most basic pomp is gone, even if you still have a title inheritance, it is not accepted by other nobles, as long as no one sends you an invitation to let you participate in the salon that the nobles can only attend, basically, it means that you are out.

So, when Christie picked up the tunic on the bed, Natalie stepped forward and was ready to help.

She has no experience as a maid in a noble or wealthy family, but, before doing this business, she was a waitress in a trading company specializing in receiving noble ladies, and was responsible for dressing those noble ladies, so she often went in and out of the manor or residence of those big families with the housekeeper of the trading house, although, she rarely served the ladies, after all, those ladies had their own maids, however, occasionally the other party would need her help, so it was not a problem for her to dress the noble ladies.

This is also the reason why she did not dare to stand out in the face of Christie's arrogance before.

The posture of this strange young lady is the same as that of the aristocratic ladies she has seen, even if she smiles and moans at you, in fact, the smile is just carved out of a mold, and there is no existence of her in the other party's sight.

Naturally, she also heard Christie's questioning.

She stopped, not stepping forward.

This is because Christie doesn't need her help at all, those complicated aristocratic ladies' clothes float in the air, as if they have spirituality, self-awareness, and naturally float towards Christie, Christie only needs to reach out and occasionally move her body, and those intricate clothes will naturally pass through it, wrapping her seemingly delicate body.

Natalie couldn't help but take a few steps back.

If it weren't for Landinger's appearance, if it weren't for the previous fights, the scene in front of her would probably make Natalie collapse, after all, Landinger's performance was also amazing, giving her a precautionary shot.

So, she just took a few steps back, and soon lowered her head, and her attitude became honestly afraid.

Phone?

Christie's question, Natalie had forgotten.

"It's downstairs. ”

Landingale's voice rang out from the side.

Her voice remained indifferent, without the slightest change.

yes, they're the same kind of people.

Natalie's heart suddenly had envy.

After becoming a transcendent, everything changed.

Landingale only had to go through it in his mind, and many scenes of ignoring the past would emerge, like writing the word phone in the box of a search engine, and soon, the scenes related to the phone in the small building also emerged.

Telephones are a luxury, only existing in the mansions of wealthy families and those large companies and factories and the offices of famous trading companies, now, the cost of magic stone telephones is dropping significantly, even the middle class can install them, however, because of the lack of installation workers, insufficient channel construction, it is not possible to enter tens of millions of homes for the time being, so, under normal circumstances, in such a block, it is not possible to see that thing.

However, the building under Redbeard's name is different.

There are a lot of shady things here, and you need to keep in touch with Redbeard at all times, so, through some connections, Redbeard has also installed a phone in the small building, and if there is any emergency, his subordinates can communicate with him as soon as possible.

The phone was installed on the second floor and was not affected by the previous battles, everything was intact.

Soon, the three of them made their way through the silent staircase corridor to the second floor.

After coming to the second floor, there was a lot of noise.

Most of the women who were rescued by Landingale were housed in the hall, and at this moment, because Landingale, the life-saving benefactor they were in awe of, was not there, and they heard the sound of the police outside through the PA machine, so it was inevitable that they would panic.

People like Natalie don't believe in the police, and those ordinary women who have just been arrested hear the voice of the police, one by one, crying with joy, for them, the police can be trusted and relied on.

It's just that the corpses and blood in the small building make them dare not rush out.

"Fortunately, the phone can still get through......"

Christie glanced at the magic stone phone hanging on the wall.

As mentioned earlier, the principle of the magic stone phone is to transform the human voice into an energy fluctuation through the magic circle, which penetrates the void and shuttles through the spiritual space, and then is received by the receiving point and converts this energy fluctuation into a human voice, so that you can also hear the voice of the person you are talking to, with almost no delay.

This seems to be the same thing as a phone call on Aqua Blue, but in fact, the principle is completely different.

The two energy fluctuations are not the same thing at all.

The magic stone phone also has a number, but this number is not to call whoever you want to dial, unless, the other party's phone has a breath in your phone, otherwise, you can't get through.

This is where the magic stone phone is inconvenient, far inferior to the phone on the water blue star.

Somewhat similar to a special walkie-talkie.

Christie quickly dialed the phone.

Although there was no connection between the phone where she was talking and Redbeard's phone, she was not an ordinary person but an extraordinary person, and she had a breath on the phone she was talking to now.

So, she was able to make the call.

When she was on the phone in the house, Landingale consciously didn't follow in, and so did Natalie, of course, even if there was a wall, Landingale could do it if he wanted to hear what Christie had to say, but in that case, Christie might have sensed it, and there was no need.

Soon, Christie finished the call.

She walked out, a smile on her face, no longer with the same arrogance that had been there, and Natalie saw in her eyes the enthusiasm, which of course was not her.

"The police matter, I have solved it, there will be no problems!"

"Thank you very much, thank you so much......"

Natalie nodded busily, her face grateful.

On the contrary, there was no change in the expression on Landinger's face, and she still had a wooden face, but there was a glimmer of light in the depths of her pupils, after all, if the police didn't do much, they would have solved a lot of trouble for her.

Now, even if she hates those black policemen, she can't kill the policemen like she killed Redbeard's gang, after all, she still lives in this world, and there are people she cares about.

She can't be a wanted criminal, and she doesn't want her baby to live a life of exile with her.

If you walk away, of course, you can do it.

It's just that, in that case, the women in the hall will be powerless, and she will not be able to continue to take care of those who are willing to be taken care of by her, such as Natalie, who will inevitably return to her old business and become the victim of bullying and persecution again.

That's what she doesn't want to see.

"Who are you?"

Landingale asked.

"Christie, didn't I just say that?"

Christie had a smile on her face, she was seventeen or eighteen years old, youthful and beautiful, and there was no wrinkle on her face, but her eyes were not as ignorant as those of a young girl, and now, she was somewhat cunning, like a fox who had eaten a chicken.

She looked at Landinger, whose expression remained unchanged, smiled, and did not continue to pretend to be confused.

Of course, she understood the meaning of Landinger's question, but it was only to ask her origin and background, so she told Landingale very briefly about her origin and the cause of the incident.

"That's it, my father is the new mayor of Reims, Van Gaal Philippe, I am Christy Philippe, our family has a vendetta with the Alfonso family, and the transcendent person you killed is Jörgen Alfonso's bodyguard, and now, you have a grudge against the Alfonso family, so I will go straight to the point and say that the door of our Philippe family is opening to you......"

The existence of being able to kill two transcendents in a face-to-face battle, no matter what, is also the target of those big families, even if it is the imperial court, they will not turn a blind eye to this.

Now, the Philip family is in the right place at the right time, and Christie doesn't believe Landingale will reject him.

"Of course, I didn't mean to force you, and I don't need you to answer now......"

Christie smiled.

"You can think about it first, and for now, let's help you with your first little trouble...... If this little trouble can't be solved for you, we don't have the face to ask you to join!"

......

While Christie and Landingale were talking, there were various transactions going on outside.

Truman stood not far from the gate, he was with the policemen, and at the front, Livingston and Johnny stood side by side, only seven or eight meters from the gate of the small building.

The searchlight on the upper floor was still shining, and the light fell on the small courtyard like snow, and the situation inside was clear at a glance.

On the side, Sheriff Trim was shouting with a megaphone.

The shouting ended for a while, and Truman saw Livingston and Johnny whispering something, as if discussing things, and after a while, it seemed that a decision had been made.

The two are going to be separated.

At this moment, Truman raised his right hand and gently pinched one of the studs hanging from the earlobe of his right hand.

This stud earring is not an ordinary stud earring, but an alchemical item, a talking device, able to communicate with someone in the distance, and now, someone is saying something to Truman from a distance.

Truman nodded as he listened.

Then, just as Livingston and Johnny were about to go their separate ways, Truman walked out.

"Wait!"

He let out a low snort, his voice vibrating with extraordinary energy.