The villain daughter did all kinds of things

Left with no other option, Emerald had to urgently recruit men at high salaries to entertain Miss Moonguard. She offered the citizens of Locke City a daily wage of 5000 Luns to recruit strong male waiters.

A generous reward always attracts brave men, especially since this wasn't some life-threatening dangerous job—it was just about serving a beautiful, elfin woman. Naturally, people flocked to sign up.

But this is, after all, entertaining guests. It's impossible to recruit men and then send them directly to Miss Moonguard. Some simple investigation is still necessary, at least to ensure that these men are not assassins who intend to kill Miss Moonguard and frame Amelie.

This takes time, but Miss Moonguard seems to be in no hurry at all; she wants to chase pleasure every second she spends on this mission.

Amelie personally brought a bottle of fine wine to chat with Miss Moonguard, buying some time for her subordinates' work, while also having another plan.

When Amelie was learning elven magic from Viliana, she asked Viliana if there were any other niche spells like the [Mana Absorption Inscription].

Surprisingly, it actually exists, but it's not in Viliana's spellbook.

The spell is called [Energy Drain], and its effect is similar to [Mana Absorption Inscription]. It is also activated through melee hand-to-hand combat and can absorb the target's energy.

However, this spell is even less common than the [Mana Absorption Inscription], and its practical efficiency is too low. Almost no normal elven mage would learn it.

However, Viliana did mention that some elven mages who were extremely pleasure-seeking would learn this magic, the main purpose of which was to absorb the opponent's energy in night battles so that they would have enough stamina to enjoy pleasure indefinitely.

This Moon Guardian named Shuying possesses an unusually high level of skill in night combat.

The elven mage Amelie has played before, and Viliana is also an elven mage. Her physical abilities are similar to Amelie's. Without cheating, it's impossible for her to completely defeat more than 50 spirited young men and then keep shouting to continue fighting.

Even if Shuying's physical abilities are stronger than Viliana's, they couldn't be this much stronger, so she most likely used the [Physical Energy Absorption] spell to cheat.

Amélie desperately wanted to learn this elven magic. Firstly, it was highly likely that she could still use it in conjunction with the Invisible Ribbon, unleashing a powerful control effect in battle. Secondly, this magic could prevent her from becoming a weakling due to exhaustion one day, and from having that goofy Yulia take over the bed.

"Why is it you? Don't you have any men under you? Men! I need men! I need healthy, energetic men!"

In the luxurious guest room where a super king-size bed had been temporarily added, Miss Yuewei Shuying, who had been excited when she heard the door open, became disappointed and lay back down after seeing that it was Ameliete who came in, and started making a fuss like a child.

"Don't worry, Miss Shuying, the men will be here soon."

Amelie smoothed up the back of her skirt, sat down on a chair next to the bed through her tight black stockings, flicked the cap off the wine bottle with her finger, and poured a glass for herself and Miss Yuewei Shuying.

"Mmm...good wine!"

Although Miss Shuying's mind was full of men, she naturally wouldn't refuse when the wine was offered to her. She took a few sips, offering generous praise, and then asked:

"So...when will the man I want arrive?"

"They'll be here soon...they'll be here very soon."

Amelie also took a couple of sips of wine, softly comforted Miss Shuying, and then brushed a strand of pink hair behind her ear:

"Speaking of which, were you satisfied with the service my young men provided?"

"I'm very satisfied!"

Miss Shuying narrowed her eyes:

"Human males are definitely the best! Even though their size isn't the largest, they're still much more comfortable to use than those animal or monster ones~~"

"?"

You truly are the most elfin of all elves! What do you usually do?

Emerald was speechless again, mentally ranting before maintaining her smile and saying:

"I'm glad you're satisfied... Can I ask you something?"

"...Just say it directly."

Miss Shuying lazily opened her eyes, glanced at Emily, and then closed them again:

"I don't like the way you humans always probe each other before doing business. Just tell me what you want, I'll give you a price, and if it works out, great; if not, forget it."

"Okay, I like your straightforward personality, Miss Shuying."

Amelie took another sip of her drink, and with her other hand tugged at the black stockings on her leg:

"I've heard of a niche elven spell called [Energy Drain]. I wonder if you, Miss Shuying, know it? If you do, how about selling me the information about this spell?"

"...You even know about obscure magic like [Energy Drain]?"

A glint of light flashed in Miss Shuying's eyes, which quickly turned murky and wanton:

"That dim-witted member of the royal guard, you haven't already captured him, have you? And turned him into an obedient dog?"

"...Miss Shuying is joking."

Emery thought to herself how careless she had been. She hadn't expected that Miss Shuying, who seemed to be completely lost in pleasure, would be so perceptive. She truly lived up to her reputation as a Moon Guardian.

She quickly added:

"That member of the Elven Royal Guard is still at large. I know about this obscure magic through other channels."

"……Is it?"

Shuying raised her eyelids again to glance at Amelie, then closed them again and shrugged.

"It doesn't matter. As long as you treat me well, you'll write my investigation report for this mission. Whatever you say goes... Nobody cares about this kind of thing except for those few brainless and stubborn idiots."

"You can rest assured, Miss Shuying, I will definitely treat you well. Locke City is so big, it's not like we're short of men."

Emery was slightly relieved, and then asked again:

"What about [Physical Energy Absorption]?"

"Ah."

Shuying stretched out her hand and slapped him.

"Uh……"

Amelie didn't quite understand, and tentatively asked:

"A flat price of 50 rons?"

Actually, her target price was 500 million rons, and she was even open to negotiating 5000 million rons.

“What use would I have for your Federation’s money? I’m basically always at the embassy, ​​so I can’t spend any more money… Those idiots and old fogies in the Royal Court have given a death order that, in order to prevent us Moon Guardians from being corrupted by you humans, we are forbidden from using human currency on ordinary days.”

Miss Shuying first angrily cursed a few times before loudly proclaiming:

"I want men! Healthy, energetic men! 500 of them! Go find enough men to let me have my fill for a few days. I'll give you the information on that magic before I leave."

"……I see."

Emery was speechless at Shuying's behavior, but she was also basically relieved.

This is a corrupt spirit who has completely fallen into depravity in pleasure; given enough men, she would do anything.

Locke City is a city with a population of 20. Finding 500 mages is probably impossible, but finding 500 energetic young men is not a problem.

[Physical Energy Absorption] magic is basically guaranteed.

Emerald's physical anxiety has finally been relieved. She should no longer have the nightmare of being killed by Yulia after training her into a well-behaved dog because of physical exhaustion.

. . . . .

Miss Yuewei Shuying quickly became hopelessly infatuated with human men again, while on the other hand, Investigator Mengmeng's work finally came to an end.

After working overtime for two days and one night, Miss Mengmeng finally sorted out all the accounts of the Baihe Gang over the past few months.

Amelie wasn't lying to her; the accounts involved numerous illegal activities, enough to land Vilnius in jail for hundreds of years, but they certainly didn't involve the sale of human infants.

Could it be that this matter really has nothing to do with the Baihe Gang?

But generally speaking, that's impossible... A local gang like the Baihe Gang, which has already established itself in every corner of the city, should be involved in all kinds of illegal businesses.

These local thugs typically control all underground banks. Even if the parties involved in an illegal transaction are unrelated to them, there must still be a flow of funds. And as long as there is a flow of funds, these local thug organizations will detect the slightest clues. Even if they turn a blind eye, they will definitely keep a record.

Miss Mengmeng personally and carefully examined the Baihe Gang's accounts over the past few months, hoping to find clues from these illegal fund flows, but she found nothing.

Undeterred, Miss Mengmeng summoned Fatty Wei again, and had him personally take her to inspect several warehouses controlled by the Baihe Gang, as well as to investigate the locations of other gangs in the city.

Those small gangs are nominally independent, but they are clearly under the control of capital, so they all have to give face to Emily and are very polite to Miss Mengmeng.

Although they didn't directly show Miss Mengmeng the ledger like Fatty Wei did, they were generally willing to answer any questions and even accepted the lie detector test while answering.

These people were also completely unaware of the human infant trafficking. Most of them were private armed groups formed by high-end entertainment venues, and their daily job was to guard the premises. In essence, they were just a group of security guards with illegal weapons.

The three-day investigation yielded virtually nothing, leaving Ms. Mengmeng somewhat disappointed.

"that……"

Back at Baihe Commercial Management Company, seeing Miss Mengmeng's worried expression, Fatty Wei hesitated for a moment before asking:

"If possible, Investigator, could you tell me about your informant? Since he disappeared near Locke City, he must have been to Locke City. My men might have seen him. We can look for clues by investigating the places he's been."

"Well... fine, since he's gone anyway, there's no need for me to keep his identity a secret any longer."

Miss Mengmeng hesitated for only a few seconds before nodding.

She took out a magical device that looked like a makeup box, opened it, and activated it. A man's projection appeared on the flip-top mirror. He looked to be in his thirties or forties and had a sparse beard.

"His name is Jacques Shaw."

Miss Mengmeng continued her introduction:

"He was an awakened mage and a former reconnaissance soldier in the Federation Army. He was later court-martialed for violating military discipline and was discharged from the military. He was originally going to go to jail, but our investigation bureau saw his abilities and made a judicial deal with him to have him be our informant and do some basic investigative work. I happen to be his direct superior."

"About a month and a half ago, I took down a gang that trafficked human babies in the state capital of this state in the north and rescued several children."

"After interrogation, I learned that the people I captured and killed were just middlemen. They would buy human infants from other trafficking gangs and then sell them at a high price to customers who needed them."

"Those people who were responsible for selling human babies were killed by me for resisting arrest, and I can't trace their customers for the time being."

"However, I captured the person in charge of purchasing goods. After interrogation, he confessed that there was a long-term supplier from the south of the state capital, but he didn't know exactly where the supplier came from."

"So I recruited several informants under my command and sent them to investigate south of the state capital, casting a wide net. Jacques Shaw was one of them."

"The result was on the 19th... no, it's been 22 days now. 22 days ago, Jacques Shaw contacted me saying he might have found a major lead and hoped I could send someone to support him."

"Of course I wouldn't refuse, but just as I was about to ask him for details, his lifeline went out at our Bureau of Investigation headquarters... The last time he messaged me was near Locke City."

At this point, Miss Mengmeng shrugged, indicating that this was the whole story.

"emmm..."

Fatty Wei hesitated for a moment, then cautiously asked another question:

"Um... I'm from a small city, I'm not very worldly, so if I ask you a conservative question—what is this 'life indicator light' you mentioned? If this light goes out, does it mean the person is definitely dead?"

"You don't even know about the life indicator light? That's a magical device that your young lady's family sold to our investigation bureau..."

Miss Mengmeng was somewhat surprised, but upon closer reflection, Locke City was indeed a small place, without even a branch of the FBI, so it wasn't so strange.

She patiently explained to Fatty Wei:

"That's a magical device developed by the Melson Group. It can be bound to an individual, and its only function is to determine whether the bound person is still alive by whether the light is on. The price isn't too high. All of our investigation bureau's field personnel—including but not limited to investigators and informants—have such a bound life indicator light left in the bureau, since we may all be carrying out infiltration or undercover missions."

"I think I understand what this lamp is for."

Fatty Wei nodded, then asked again very cautiously:

"Is it possible for this life indicator light to malfunction? For example, could it be deliberately interfered with by magic, causing the bound user to go out even though they are not dead?"

"That... is possible, but the probability is almost negligible."

Miss Mengmeng hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth:

"The magical devices produced by the Melson Group are of very reliable quality. Our researchers have conducted their own experiments, and the probability of the life indicator light malfunctioning is less than 8 in 100,000... In actual use, there has not been a single error."

"I see... It seems your informant is really in grave danger."

Fatty Wei's brows furrowed tightly:

"And you said, Investigator, that your informant was an Awakening-stage mage and a former reconnaissance soldier in the Federation army. Yet he was killed instantly with a very high probability, without even having time to ask for help or leave a message... This means that the person who made the move was at least a Control-stage mage."

"As you can see, Locke City is a small city. There aren't many awakened mages, and even fewer mastery mages."

"If you recall the approximate time of Mr. Jacques Shaw's death, we can visit the master mages living in Locke City one by one and ask them for their alibis... perhaps we will find everything."

"Inquire with all the mages in the Control stage within the city? That's one way to do it."

Miss Mengmeng's eyes lit up:

"My thinking has gone astray. I spend most of my time investigating cases in big cities and forgot that small cities like this often don't even have many mages at the Control stage. We could have used the elimination method!"

The two of them did what they said.

To question those mages in the control phase, Fatty Wei couldn't use his identity as the leader of the White River Gang. He changed into the uniform of the police chief, and even the driver was replaced with a policeman.

The several mages in the Control stage living in Locke City are all quite influential and well-connected. They are mostly retired federal military officers or mercenaries from large security companies who came here to retire, and there is also a wanted criminal whose name is on the FBI's wanted list.

But no matter what these control-stage mages did before, now that they have chosen to live in Locke City, they dare not disrespect Amelie. Moreover, Miss Mengmeng, a purple-star investigator, is not someone to be trifled with; even lying to her can get you arrested and imprisoned.