After taking a bath, Christy casually put on a bathrobe and went in the guest room. The room was heated. On the table were a bowl of porridge and hot milk. Beside them on the sofa was a large bag of snacks she had bought in the supermarket.
She opened a bag of potato chips and tossed one into her mouth.
When she turned around, she saw the little robot standing there, charging itself. It stood upright and looked ahead, similar to a doll in size. But Christy felt it was special. She believed that it was conscious, able to think and communicate.
She changed the band-aid on the sole of her foot, then walked to it. She squatted down to asked, "Why are you here?"
Emily forgot to tell Trevor that he didn't need to follow Christy anymore. Probably, its program hadn't been changed yet. Now that it was discovered, it naturally stayed in situ.
The robot stared at Christy for a long time before it suddenly turned its head.
Christy felt it strange, "What's wrong?"
She forced it to turn back and smiled at it, "Emily said that it is you that told her my address, so you can speak, right?"
This time, the little robot lowered its head, as if it was bowing down, its head pressing against its legs.
Christy raised her eyebrow and then put it on the bed.
Just as she sat on the bed, she realized when she was squatting there, the bathrobe could barely cover her body. She folded her arms and remembered she didn't wear anything but this bathrobe.
"You saw it?" Christy didn't care. She just picked another photo chip and tossed it into her mouth, "It's okay. I don't care."
The little robot hesitated and raised its head. But it only raised a little, seemingly doubt the truth of it. Christy was amused, "You really can get my words."
However, Christy didn't know that it was not that this little robot could understand her words. It was the man on the garret that could hear her. The little robot was under the control and could transmit images to the computer on the garret.
So, Trevor was shocked to see her sexy appearance and fell off the bed again.
The servants quickly ran out, "What's wrong? What happened to Mr. Trevor?"
"He seemed to have fall down! Does he hurt?"
"The yellow light is on. It's fine."
"How could this be? Mr. Trevor had fallen down twice. Did he get a fright?"
"I guess so."
There were clamors under the garret while the young man in the garret groped onto the bed and operated the computer with his eyes closed. Then, he saw that beautiful woman lying on her side, talking with potato chips in her hand. Though it was an image on the screen, he felt her gaze seemingly landing on his face.
Finally, Christy received a call from Noah.
She briefly recounted what happened in the warehouse and then continued after a pause, "The workers told me that they had seen a man lingering on the corner for a long while. And he left after they noticed him."
"You should not go back now. It's safe of you to stay in the Scavo's." Noah said.
Christy asked, "What about you?"
"I'm in the Dalton Hotel."
"I remember Ferne had...?" Ferne had set him up. The two of them were reconciled again? She did not believe it. With Noah's vengeful nature, it was more likely for Ferne to be dismembered.
A miserable cry came from the other end of the phone. Then, seemingly someone had been punched while his mouth was covered. His shrieks got muffled. Only then did Noah's voice come.
He took a glance at Ferne, who was tied up with his mouth covered. Then, he curled his lips, "Good night."
He took a sip of the wine, clapped his hands to turn off the lights, and then lay down on the king size bed with pleasure.
Ferne stared at him with anger.
He wished he had been robbed that those punks!
**
"Miss Emily, we might have to stay there for a few days. I've already prepared clothes and other daily necessities for you. Do you need anything else? I'll pack them."
Early in the morning, just as Emily finished her breakfast, Rex showed her two large suitcases.
In one suitcase were two black suits and in the other were sweaters, sneakers, toothpaste, a toothbrush, a towel, a comb, slippers and so on.
Emily was confused, "We are going climbing, right?"
"Yes."
Emily felt it strange.
Why should they bring so many things while going climbing?
Rex was putting a USB cable and a charger into a sealed bag. He explained with his head lowered, "There is only a guest house on the foot of the mountain. And it has only one bed. We need to get prepared."
"I got it." Emily nodded. She took her sketchbook and a few pencils from the desk and then put them in the suitcase. "Done."
Rex nodded and took the two large suitcases downstairs.
Emily walked to Christy's room and knocked twice. But no one responded. She opened the door and saw Christy sleeping on the bed. Lacking sense of security, she was facing the door with her arm tightly folded. In her arms was that little robot.
Emily had wanted to give the robot back to Trevor, but now she changed her idea and said, "We're going out for two days."
Christy opened her eyes and gave a slight nod before falling asleep again.
Maybe she didn't sleep well in new surroundings. Emily walked out and gently closed the door. She said to the guard, "Keep her safe."
"Yes!"
Meanwhile, Christy got up, took off the bathrobe and began to change her clothes. But the little robot stayed motionless. She walked over and stoked its face, smiling, "Are you still sleeping?"
Her voice was somewhat husky since she had just woken up.
And her husky voice was transmitted into Trevor's ears through the loudspeaker.
Trevor, who usually slept till the afternoon, was wakened. He opened his eyes in a daze and met Christy's pretty face.
Her smile was bright.
**
Phoenix Mountain was in State Z. When they arrived, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. The moment they reached there, Emily was overwhelmed by the fresh air. There were lush plants on the foot of the mountain. And three houses with black bricks and tiles were surrounded by bamboo forest. A wooden board was hung there. It read "Mount Phoenix Guest House".
But they were surrounded the moment they got out of the car.
Randy, in a white sweatshirt with an image of a pretty girl, came over. He wore a wireless headset around his neck and held a folding fan in one hand. As he opened the fan, there were showy words on it: Top of the Tops. He cried, "Vincent, you're finally here!"
Then, he turned to Emily, "Emily's here, too. It's been a long journey.. You must be tired."