The group was active. At least, it had been active last night.
Now, not a single living soul was speaking in the group. Ke Meng had no idea whether they were alive or dead, and he did not dare chat in the public channel with the monitoring account.
The monitoring account did not count as a group member. Ke Meng's account was not among the 231 members.
"So this is the Shadow Stream Home. It's so quiet." The person beside Ke Meng stared at the screen. If no one stopped him, he would practically press his face against it.
"Over two hundred members. Are all these people Deacons... hmm, I see nicknames with Elder in them." Flaming Man's eyes lit up when he saw that the nicknames below the Group Owner all followed the same pattern: Elder So-and-so.
Ke Meng dragged the mouse to scroll down. There were nine Elder-level Figures in total, and almost everyone else was a Deacon.
"What are their Tencent account numbers? Record every last one, then secretly monitor their chat histories and IP addresses!"
At that moment, everyone from the Special Affairs Investigation Bureau was immensely excited. After waiting so many days, they had finally tracked the big fish to their home base.
Ke Meng clicked on the Group Owner's account and silently memorized his Tencent account number.
Then he opened each Elder's account and memorized their numbers one by one.
This was all valuable information that would be of great use to them.
The Network Divine Beast was also hard at work, tracing the various IP addresses of the Shadow Stream Home's members.
All the members of the Shadow Stream Home routed their connections through other IP addresses. The addresses they used online were not their real ones.
The Network Divine Beast covertly hopped