On Nelson's side.

In the narrow space of the car, it was full of the smell of cigarettes. Ken, who was driving in front, couldn't help but feel nervous!

He stopped the car!

"Mr. Wallis, we're here." Ken turned around and said respectfully to Nelson.

At this moment, the cigarette between Nelson's fingers was already burning to ashes. Ken had no time to say "Be careful".

The sparks had already burned his fingers. "Hiss..." He gasped and then pressed the cigarette into the ashtray.

At this moment, Nelson's handsome face was full of coldness and danger.

He said, "Go and find it out!"

Find out about Laurel's illness!

The clue...