"Each task has its own rule, which is that no matter what happens, you can't reveal the existence of the underground forum, or you will be executed by the organization."
The man didn't dare to hide anything at all this time.
He hoped that he would be the lucky one. If he was doomed to die, what was the point of him still being alive?
"What's the name of the forum?"
"I don't know the name. I only know what the domain is called."
Ye Tianxin and Guan Chenxi took the man back to the hotel, where Guan Chenxi threw the man directly into her suite.
Guan Chenxi tore the hotel sheets up, weaved them into a rope, and then tied the man to a Windsor chair.
Guan Chenxi put the laptop in front of the man and said, "Now, tell us: what is the domain name?"
With a look of hopelessness, the man quietly spelled out the English letters of the domain name.
