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... information in the dungeon, which means completely open access—and untrustworthy.

Just by imagining it, Red Bird felt so painful that he could suffocate.

That is definitely the most terrifying way to die for a person engaged in intelligence work! Let him not even get the real information, and guess and doubt back and forth when he got it... It's hell!

"It seems that you have figured it out."

Chi Yiyin, who reminded Red Bird, had realized this a long time ago: "Then le ...

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