Mystery

After Fali and Faur reached Beverly Hills, they left the car and walked in.

"Zola Laurentham's house should be right in front."

"This place is so luxurious. The best coastline of Los Angeles, no, of the entire United States is taken by these rich people, and the richest among them took the best part."

"Since they're so rich, they'll naturally try their best to enjoy the best. However, death is fair. Whether you're rich or poor, you can't escape death."

"Faur, look there..." Fali suddenly pointed her finger in front.

"Why? Do you know that person?"

"No. Look closely. Isn't that the amputated Daniel Laurentham in your files?"

On a road filled with windmill palms, there was a young man in sweatshirt running.

Faur immediately took out her files. "Are they twins?"

"Faur, look at his left leg. Looks like it's from someone else. Did he find a person who's willing to denote his leg and do limb exchange?"