Charlee Ford glanced at Mr. King, pursed his lips and didn't speak. A palpable impatience appeared on his face under the mask.

Mr. King clearly felt it, and his voice sank a little more, almost in a tone of gnashing teeth and commanding, "Don't forget that your poison has not been solved yet."

"I see." Charlee Ford said with a blank face.

Mr. King, listening to her tone, had no doubt that if it weren't for his mother's poison, she still had it on her body, she would not ...