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In a taxi, Rita was concentrated on her world, looking outside.

Until the phone rang, she came to her senses.

"Rita, we just checked out the publisher's IP address!" Isabelle was thrilled to tell her the news before Rita replied.

Hearing this, Rita held her phone more firmly and became unsettled, "Tell me the details."

"The IP address belongs to a cybercafé."

"Ok. Now send me the address and the name of the café. I will be there as soon as possible to find out the publisher's identity through the CCTV."

Obtaining the valuable clue, Rita couldnt even wait for a second to solve the problem.

She was dying to know who wrote that post for what kind of purpose.

Only by figuring out the answers, she was able to find the solution.

Otherwise, she could do nothing.

"I must tell you that we've discovered the publisher who is..." Isabelle paused for a second, and continued slowly, "Nora."

"What?"

"Tom traced the IP to the computer which was used by her in the cybercafe. Besides, we have also fou