Franz showed no expression, simply continued with his eyes closed, "Got it."

Brown couldn't understand why Franz showed no expression, yet he still spoke with some concern, "Max is from our Mozambique Slums..."

"So what?" Franz opened his eyes and looked at Brown, "Max knows what he should do, he's a good kid."

Seeing Franz so calm, Brown basically understood in his heart that Max's matter probably wouldn't implicate them.

He thought for a moment and asked, "If the people from Celestial investigate us later, we..."

"Just answer truthfully, there's nothing there anyway, why are you so tense?" Franz said in a deep voice.

Brown nodded silently, understanding what he needed to do.

If the people from Celestial really investigate and ask for some information, they just need to answer truthfully.

Being deliberately evasive might instead arouse Celestial's suspicion.

The fact that Max is from the Mozambique Slums is easy to find out, and there was no deliberate concealment.

From Max's records, he didn't stay long in the Mozambique Slums either.

Even if it's about investigating Abyssal Cultists, no one would suspect he became an Abyssal Cultist in that place.

Because Max was only a few years old at the time, anyone would suspect he became an Abyssal Cultist later when he grew up.

No one would know that Max actually became an Abyssal Cultist when he was just a few years old.

Max was raised solely by Franz, who was quite satisfied with this child.

Since Max joined the business association, he appeared to have no ties to the slums, but he secretly continued to receive various instructions from Franz, completing tasks assigned by him.

But everything was done quite covertly, until Herag met that beggar, Max's secret was exposed to Celestial.

Max had always been cautious in his actions, knowing he would eventually fall into Celestial's hands, so he routinely erased some of his memories.

The reason was to ensure that if something happened to him, Franz would not be implicated.

"Tell them to keep quiet for a while," Franz said.

Brown nodded, "Understood."

...

Herag stood on Lilac Street, hesitating as he looked at the palace complex across the street.

In the span of one morning, he had visited two people; at first glance, he knew neither was an Abyssal Cultist.

As for their wood carving purchases, Herag confirmed that the actual situation was different from the records.

The first was a man named Yarn, who did have one of Max's wood carvings, but it was a fingertip-sized trinket purchased five years ago.

Herag observed that it contained no traces of the Abyss Plane, nor was Yarn an Abyssal Cultist.

Nevertheless, Herag still gathered the wood carving and documented some details about Yarn.

Yarn was also not allowed to leave Silver Moon City during this time until Celestial confirmed there were no issues with him.

Herag knew Yarn wasn't an Abyssal Cultist, but his judgment didn't count; it was up to Celestial to verify.

The second person was an elderly lady named Lilu. According to the records, she supposedly bought a floral basket wood carving from Max's shop.

After Herag visited the old lady's home and inquired, he found she indeed purchased the basket.

But the problem was, this basket wood carving had broken last year and was discarded.

Now it was impossible to retrieve it, as it had long been lost track of.

Herag truthfully documented these circumstances and also checked every corner of the house, confirming no one there was an Abyssal Cultist.

These matters certainly wouldn't just end here; further investigation would undoubtedly follow.

Herag didn't have to worry about further actions; his responsibility was simply to record and report the current findings.

These two cases weren't difficult; Herag's investigation proceeded smoothly.

But when Herag turned to the third file, he found himself in a dilemma.

This was because the person listed in the records was Amisha Mori.

The records stated someone had given Amisha a wood carving piece by Max, which might now be in the Morri Family mansion.

Herag had arrived across the street from the Morri Family residence, right on Lilac Street.

Though referred to as a mansion, the Morri Family's home was actually a palace complex, visible from afar, showcasing the power of its owners.

Having such a vast complex here indicated more than just financial capability; the underlying strength was far more formidable.

Herag was well aware that the Morri Family was a major stakeholder in the Celestial Bank, with formidable influence.

The difficulty was that he needed to investigate inside the Morri Family now.

But the last time, the Patriarch Shatar of the Morri Family didn't have a good attitude towards him, seemingly fearing any entanglement with his daughter.

In this context, pursuing an inquiry with Amisha came off as having ulterior motives.

Although Herag knew he had none, others might not see it that way.

As a formal member of Celestial, investigating is perfectly normal.

But with so many people, why is it specifically you coming over, especially to investigate Amisha?

It's as if anyone looking at this would see Herag as having ulterior motives.

But there was no way around it for Herag; these tasks were assigned randomly, and it was just bad luck that Amisha's file was in the bunch he picked.

Herag thought it over and decided to complete the task as soon as possible.

Hopefully, Old Shatar wasn't home, so he could finish the inquiry and leave quickly.

He arrived at the main gate of the Morri residence, knocked, and soon a strong young man approached, saying, "This is the Morri family residence, strangers please leave promptly."

The young man's tone was cold and uncompromising, highlighting the arrogance of a powerful family.

And rightly so, the Morri family had few who truly instilled fear in Silver Moon City.

"I am Herag from Celestial, I'm here about matters involving Abyssal Cultists and need to inquire with Miss Amisha. Your cooperation would be appreciated," Herag explained amicably.

His goal was to finish the task quickly, not minding the young man's attitude.

"Abyssal Cultists?" The young man behind the gate seemed a bit surprised.

Involving Abyssal Cultists, he dared not put on airs any longer and said, "Wait a moment, I'll notify the butler."

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