Bipson's words succeeded in arousing public anger.
"Fuck you, you idiot. Who are you to compare yourself to a judge?"
"Bipson, you insult the Great Inquisitor of death? I sentence you to death without reincarnation. The Almighty God will never forgive you."
"I see you now for what you are—just a poor reptile, the light of a firefly, never as bright as the nine days of the Moon."
"I F*CKING curse you! Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!"
"Go ahead and press it. Why are you scared? F*ck!"
Ross was staring intently at the computer screen. His eyeballs were about to pop out, but he still could not see through it. Moreover, he thought that he could more or less see through the clues before, but now it was completely a blind guess. Without powerful brain cells and a heaven-defying reasoning ability, it was impossible to crack it, because in his opinion, this was an impossible task.
