Ross stood by the window. His eyes were swollen and bloodshot.
After thinking for a night, he still had no thoughts. His mind was a mess.
"There's only one day left. What do you think? Let's hear it!"
Seeing that everyone was silent, the drunkard said, "Let me say a few words. After such a long time, it's impossible to solve the case in two days. Moreover, we don't have many clues. It can be said that there are no clues. There's no hope at all."
Ross was unwilling to admit defeat. He said unwillingly, "Then why can the Death Inquisitor do it?"
As soon as he said that, everyone's eyes were locked on Ross.
"Why are you all looking at me?"
Ross had not realized the seriousness of the matter. The drunkard said speechlessly, "People, the most important thing is to recognize the gap between themselves and admit it. Only then will they be able to improve."
