I am the heroine's godfather!

"After entering from here, we should first go to the branch president's office on the second floor. It's usually empty at this time. Then we'll go to the third floor, which is the guild's VIP room, where the Fourth Prince resides. There will be two guards at the entrance; we need to find a way to distract them. I have a plan..."

"After drawing them away, we will enter the Fourth Prince's room. If the disappearance case is indeed related to the White Jasmine Trading Company, then these two places are the most likely places to have information."

"Do you have any other questions?"

"Nothing."

"Okay, let's go."

Elena's face was serious: "Be careful in everything you do. If we get caught, it's no laughing matter."

Chapter 162 Beneath the glitz and glamour often lies filth.

After a close call (only for Elena), the three of them successfully entered the branch president's office. The office was very simple and didn't look like the office of a prestigious branch president.

This is quite normal. After all, it's a well-known philanthropic chamber of commerce, and the branch president's office is naturally one of its public face values. It wouldn't be good if it were too luxurious.

The three split up to search for useful information.

"Look here!"

Elena pointed to a document, and Loran leaned closer and read aloud the text: "A list of newsboys?"

"Simi, Jack, Rose... Emma!"

Elena frowned, looking at the tiny black dot after Emma's name, then at the others.

"Rose...she's the child of that crazy woman we met that day, and there's a black dot after her name! Besides them, there are several other names that also have one! These...are all missing children."

"Is it some kind of mark?"

Estia made a hypothesis, and Elena nodded: "Possibly."

"Look here."

Loran pointed to a tiny line of text: "Detailed intelligence has been sent to the VIP room."

"So, more detailed information is in the Fourth Prince's room?"

Elena put away the list: "Let's go to the Fourth Prince's room."

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At the entrance to the Fourth Prince's room, two guards stood watching any suspicious individuals.

Loran scrutinized them closely; both were only at the first rank. The Fourth Prince's guards were only at the first rank? Was it because they were out of favor, or was there some other reason?

But now is not the time to think about these things. Loran looked at Elena and said, "It's up to you now, Miss Detective."

"Okay, watch me!"

Elena took a deep breath, and her eyes suddenly transformed into emerald-green cat eyes.

"Meow!"

A meow rang out, but the guards on the fourth floor remained unmoved. This was not surprising, as they were seasoned guards who would not be aroused by such a meow.

But this was clearly not Elena's plan. After the meow, a white cat suddenly appeared in the corridor, licked its paws, and its beautiful emerald eyes shone with a captivating light.

The two guards were completely powerless to resist for a moment, lost consciousness, and just stood there blankly.

“You are guarding the gate as usual and have not noticed anything unusual. After this, you will forget about our existence.”

Wow, this is amazing, it's hypnotic!

A skill perfectly suited for the filming of doujinshi has appeared!

Loran and Estia exchanged a glance, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes. Although the two guards were only at the first rank, Elena wasn't even at the first rank, yet she could control two first-rank guards at the same time?

This is......

"The Demon Eye."

Estia's voice rang out: "A rather rare Mystic Eye. This guy is definitely not an ordinary detective."

"If I remember correctly, this is the Enchanting Eye?"

Loran recalled the records about this magic eye in his mind: the Enchanting Eye, a magic eye that relies on both mental power and magic power. Its activation effect is strict, but it can control those with weaker mental abilities for up to half an hour.

Of course, unless the difference in power is extremely vast, it's impossible to achieve permanent control. As for how vast that control would be...

It's probably at the level of a saint versus a mortal, right? But once you reach the level of a saint, even without the Demon Eye, there are many ways to achieve the same effect, so this Demon Eye is actually quite useless.

It's great for easily defeating weaker opponents at lower levels. However, it becomes almost ineffective against beings with greater mental strength.

He's a promising talent...

"But why would such a rare magic eye end up in a slum?"

Estia was puzzled, and Loran pondered, "Perhaps it has something to do with her parents."

Seeing the two men's shocked expressions (which weren't actually that extreme), Elena said with considerable pride, "See? I told you I did have some skills."

"That's amazing, Miss Detective! Is that magic?"

洛兰鼓掌，艾伦娜有些不好意思每^日.发！书，群【6`5,0/5^0”2*3>3.8】地挠了挠头：“不算吧......是我生来就有的能力，而且我也不会魔法。”

"awesome!"

While praising it aloud, Loran was convinced of his own thoughts: it really was the Demon Eye.

"Alright, stop standing there. Let's finish this quickly. My abilities won't last much longer."

Elena interrupted their conversation and hurried towards the Fourth Prince's room. Loran and Estia followed.

As expected, the two people didn't notice them, and the three of them arrived at the VIP room without incident.

Unlike the branch president's office, the VIP room was extremely luxurious, with jeweled chandeliers, a large bed with gold trim, and various valuable paintings, which greatly shocked Elena, a child from the slums.

"These...are all genuine? If I secretly take some out, I'll be rich."

Listening to Elena's mutterings, Loran felt somewhat helpless, but Elena quickly recovered, patting her cheeks to clear her head.

"Alright, let's hurry up and look for clues!"

The clue wasn't hard to find; it was on the desk—an opened letter. The three of them gathered around and examined it closely.

"The lambs are kept in the sheepfold and can be eaten at any time."

It's a perfectly normal sentence, but when paired with the previously mentioned list of suspected missing persons, it raises a terrifying suspicion.

"Human trafficking...?"

"Perhaps it's more serious."

Loran tapped the table and squinted.

Footsteps suddenly sounded, and the three of them hurriedly sought a place to hide.

In a panic, they could only hide under the nearest desk. Fortunately, the space underneath was large enough for all three of them, who were not particularly large.

The gate opened, and a conversation broke out among the group: "How are the lambs now?"

Upon hearing the sound, Elena's pupils constricted instantly, and she accidentally bumped into the table next to her, making a soft sound.

"Um?!!"

The sound instantly alerted the newcomers. Loran sighed almost imperceptibly, pressed his index finger, and an undetectable wave of magic enveloped the three of them. Then, a rat crawled out from under the wardrobe.

"Damn it! There are rats in my room!"

The voice that sounded like that of a superior was furious, while the other person hurriedly confessed: "It was my negligence, Your Highness, I deserve to die."

"Hmph! Fine, for the sake of our great cause, I'll spare your life!"

"Yes, thank you, Your Highness."

How is the lamb?

Chapter 163 Lamb

"Your Highness, the lambs are in excellent condition and ready to be enjoyed at any time. Of course, if you wish to sell them, our channels are also very convenient."

"Hmm, very good... Where are the lambs now?"

"In the basement, sir."

"Okay, let's go take a look."

Footsteps sounded, followed by the sound of the door closing. After confirming they had left, Elena quickly jumped out: "Come on, let's follow them! They must be going to the place where those people are being held!"

Loran and Estia exchanged a glance and followed, asking in a low voice, "Um, what exactly happened to you just now?"

"Just now?"

"Yes. If it weren't for the fact that a rat happened to appear, we probably would have been exposed."

"..."

Elena fell silent, seemingly unwilling to answer the question.

"I'm sorry if this involves your privacy."

"No...it's just some past events. I'll tell you after we resolve this matter."

"it is good."

Stepping out of the room, the two guards were still under the influence of Elena's abilities, ignoring Loran and his companions. Walking out of the corridor, they saw four or five people ahead. Surrounded in the middle were a middle-aged, overweight man and a young man with blue hair, dressed in very expensive clothes.

Hmm, that must be the fourth prince, right?

"Let's catch up with them quickly."

Elena carefully dodged, but Loran and Estia were much more casual in comparison.

"Isn't this considered cheating?"

"There's no other way. If we don't cheat, our detective might die here today."

Loran was rather helpless at Estia's complaints. When they were almost discovered in the room, Loran had already cast a spell to conceal the three of them. Although it was just a casually cast spell, it was absolutely impossible for anyone below the sixth rank to detect it.

So there's no need to hide at all now. Even if they stood right in front of the fourth prince, he wouldn't be able to spot Loran and the other two.

No wonder Estia said that Loran had cheated.

However, to prevent Elena from noticing anything, Loran didn't say anything and obediently followed Elena to avoid the guards' gaze.

It feels a bit stupid.

Estia crouched behind the flowerpot, feeling relieved that Christine wasn't there.

Otherwise, he would really laugh at me for a long time.

Since Loran had forgotten to turn off the door, sneaking in was naturally not difficult. Soon, the three watched as they entered the cellar.

"Let's go in and take a look."

"Ah."

Upon entering the cellar, the first thing they heard was a series of heart-wrenching cries and pleas. What came into view was a group of children who looked to be no more than ten years old. Some of them were covered in bruises, and some even had broken legs and could only huddle to the side.

Their eyes were filled with fear.

The sound of whipping rang out again, mixed with angry curses: "You beast! How dare you soil my fine clothes!"

The fourth prince whipped the young girl, who could only curl up helplessly, not daring to cry out, for fear that if she did, she would be whipped even more severely.

Loran's eyes had turned cold.

Elena's eyes blazed with fury, but she pulled Loran and Estia aside, signaling them to go outside first.

Stepping out of the White Jasmine Merchant Guild, Elena slammed her fist against the wall, her face contorted with rage: "As expected, the Fourth Prince is indeed a beast!"

"What are you going to do?"

Loran narrowed his eyes and asked, "Even if we report it to the police department, I'm afraid it will be covered up, right?"

"...I know a police officer."

Elena paused for a moment, then said, "He's an upright man. Let's go find him; he'll definitely give those children justice."

"You really think so?"

"I...of course not."

Elena leaned against the wall, seemingly exhausted, and sat down on the ground: "Even if they arrest him, I'm afraid he won't be sentenced to any serious punishment... Hmph, they say the king is under the charter, but we all know that's just talk."

"But what can we do?"