Chapter 369: How come this IP address is the same as Amadeus' apartment_1

She kept thinking about this matter, becoming more and more upset, as if there were an ant crawling on her body, the itch piercing deep into her bones.

Caryn Zachmann stared at the computer screen where the data for the new song "Phoenix" kept climbing. She gripped the mouse tightly, then let go, only to grip it again. Finally, she couldn't contain her restlessness and picked up her phone, scrolling through to find a phone number.

It took a long time for the call to go through.

With her eyelashes lowered, Caryn spoke in a gentle voice to the person on the other end, "Hello, Mr. Hoffman, could you help me look up someone? Nothing has happened, but I just want to know who this person is... I'll send you 'his' ID. 'He' just uploaded a new song online, and you should be able to track the IP address now... Thank you, uncle, for the trouble."