New Gods of North America.

Chapter 498 Deal
In the room, Moliere de Villiers was talking in a low voice with the rescuers who had come.

He had never thought that the emergency contact information his father gave him could actually lead to the famous "Miss Camellia", and he had never thought that this famous musical star in America would actually be an agent secretly working for Frank.

The rescuer on the other side spoke in a soft voice and gentle tone: "Mr. Molière, this line is set up to support the emergency evacuation of high-level personnel. If it were not for your status and authority as the general, you would not have met the conditions for contacting us. But now you say that you don't want to leave America for the time being?"

Molière de Villiers nodded seriously. "I'm sorry, but this is my decision. I have my own reasons."

It's just nonsense.

The beauty with the stage name "Christiana" was actually quite dissatisfied with this. She happened to be on her way back to New York City after the tour. After receiving the emergency order, she had to temporarily change her schedule, which even delayed her original plan. However, she got such a joke result.

However, in Frank, those who can add prefixes such as "德" or "杜" to their surnames are all aristocratic families with a long history - especially those families that were able to hold real power in the restoration of the kingdom after the "First Republic". Their foundation is often deeper than it seems.

Compared with their identities, the lives of the agents who might be exposed are obviously not worth mentioning at all.

So she put on a professional smile, her eyes as gentle as if she was looking at a lover:
"Since you don't plan to evacuate, we will arrange new bodyguards for you. The corresponding personnel are on the way and are expected to arrive in Richmond within a week. However, since we have limited manpower, they may only be able to provide short-term security, with a maximum period of about three months. For more trustworthy long-term bodyguards, you may need to contact the general and ask him to dispatch them."

Mr. Molière was always very graceful in front of the beauty, even though his wound was still aching. "Thank you very much. Three months is enough time to pass the news back to Frank and then arrange for someone to come."

The beauty opposite looked innocent: "Okay, I believe that the general and you will be able to properly handle the temporary crisis."

Noticing that the other party was about to leave, Mr. Molière hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but speak, "Christiane, sorry, can I call you by your name?"

Seeing the other party nod with a sweet smile, he continued: "I go to New York City occasionally. If I want to contact you at that time, I wonder what I should do?"

The beauty's eyes gazed at his face for a moment, her smile not diminishing. "You just need to have someone send the flowers to the Garden Theater and sign the card."

"I see. I look forward to seeing you again."

Molière de Villiers was ready to shake hands out of habit, but halfway through he decisively raised his arm and changed to a more familiar and intimate hug between Frankish friends.

The beauty walked over briskly, responding with an empty embrace as per etiquette, but just as she was about to be touched and kissed on the cheek, she had already completed the entire action gracefully and took a step back.

"Adieu, Monsieur Molière."

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"They kissed each other, I didn't expect they were really an engaged couple."

Liam, who had turned into a "transparent" form, had just run downstairs and announced this new gossip to several detectives who were sorting fingerprints again in the big room.

"Is this true? Is this guy so influential?"

"Miss Camellia is actually from France? The album clearly says that she was born in New York City."

"This is big news. If I sell it to a reporter, it would probably be worth a lot of money, right?"

Lina's figure appeared behind Liam like a ghost. The detectives beside him lowered their heads and pretended to work seriously. Liam was still unaware of it. "I said I heard her say this in person at the police station today. Now you believe it, right?"

"Cough cough."

Wayne kindly coughed twice beside him. Liam was about to return to his indifferent bodyguard status, but it was too late. Lina had already raised her chin towards Sanders and said, "For public discussion and leaking client privacy, you will be suspended for three hours this time."

"Hey, no...be gentle, I can hang myself up..."

Christiana went downstairs and nodded gracefully to Doug, the housekeeper of the detective agency. Then she walked towards the back door with the maid waiting beside her.
Seeing Wayne, Inissa and Lina waiting at the back door, and the big spider on Lina's shoulder with its front legs raised and shaking, her expression remained unchanged. She turned her head and glanced at the maid beside her: "Wait for me in the carriage. I have something to say to the bodyguard hired by Mr. Molière."

The maid touched the outermost ruffle on her right sleeve, indicating that there were many extraordinary people in the detective agency.
Christiana tapped the other person's left arm twice, indicating that he could rest assured and there would be no conflict.

The back door opened and closed, and the four of them walked into the utility room on the side of the corridor. Peter the Spider jumped lightly and stayed in the corridor before the door closed.

Lina gestured over there with her palm: "This is Margaret, the former colleague I mentioned before, the one who wants to change jobs."

Then he pointed at Wayne and Inissa, "The boss and another partner of our detective agency, but it seems you have already met them today."

The other party has already stretched out his hand to Wayne leisurely, "I thought that Lina had already told you about my situation. But Mr. Wayne doesn't seem to know about it."

Wayne shook the other person's fingertips and said, "I knew about this before, but Lina didn't reveal your identity in advance."

To be honest, when Wayne heard Lina say that this girl was actually an agent, his eyes almost widened.

But on second thought, characters like big stars or socialites are indeed particularly suitable for collecting intelligence on the upper class, and they are of the "hidden in the city" style.

A former colleague who Lina thinks is good must have good brains and business skills. The fact that he has become a big star but has not been arrested is proof of this.
In addition, this identity can provide you with information about the upper class, even if it is just about who likes to eat or who has a personal grudge against whom, which can sometimes be very valuable.

What's more, she looks good.

Margaret didn't say much when her real name was revealed. "I heard from Lina that Mr. Wayne's family settled in the West. MI7's tentacles haven't extended that far, and Frank is more inclined to operate along the East Coast. If I join you, I hope to live in the West and try to keep a low profile."

"You are currently in charge of intelligence work, I think?" Wayne confirmed.

Margaret nodded. "In MI7. So once I'm out of control, the Windsors and the Franks won't let me go. Unlike Lina, she was mainly responsible for field undercover missions and didn't have much information about internal personnel. The intensity of her pursuit of me may be even stronger."

As the two were talking, Margaret's fingertips had already extended like vines, wrapping around Wayne's palm like a few soft little snakes, one of which even touched Wayne's palm intentionally or unintentionally.
This is an exchange of information about extraordinary abilities... Is this considered "changing shape" or "changing flexibility"?
Wayne took out the lump of coarse salt he had just taken from the parrot's bowl with his left hand, flicked it upward, and it exploded:

"Of course I welcome you to join me. Whether it's your experience as a professional agent or a high-level Beyonder, it's very valuable to us. However, our detective agency is obviously still very weak, and we may not be able to protect you."

The other person had a smile on his face. "I know America, and I've heard about Mr. Wayne's situation from Lina. For me, there may not be a place freer than the West. And I have my own plans. I will choose the right time to get out to avoid causing too much impact. I won't be too hasty."

The detective agency does not seem to be targeted by foreign agents at the moment, and those who intend to offend Windsor and Frank at the same time have few options except the New World, so there is no need to doubt its reliability.
As for those special agents who are specifically hunting down... a bunch of outsiders, let's wait until they get past the western gangs first.

"Do you want to become a partner of the detective agency?" Wayne asked as the other party shook hands with Inissa.

"I actually hope to retire and have a stable life. But if it is possible, it is certainly a good choice. If there is a capital injection requirement, I believe I should be able to pay the corresponding amount, or even more."

Margaret looked at Wayne again, "Deal?"

The three of them exchanged glances, and Wayne nodded, "Deal."

(End of this chapter)