"Ahhhh... Miss, come quickly, there's blood, there's blood..."
Bai Haoxue was lost in her thoughts when she suddenly heard the loud shout from little Beiting, and she quickly ran outside.
When she came in earlier, little Beiting said he wanted to find tools to pry open the lock of Ji Hanyu's studio. This is Snowfield Manor, very safe, and the little fellow was so enthusiastic, so she let him be.
"Baby, what's wrong?"
Little Beiting ran over and pulled Bai Haoxue's hand, "Miss, there's blood in Dad's study, there's blood..."
"Miss, I originally came to Dad's study to look for the key..." Little Beiting pointed at the study desk and the floor, "But there's blood on the desk, and blood on the floor too."
Looking at the few drops of blood on the desk and also a few on the floor, Bai Haoxue frowned.
The blood was in droplets, not a large puddle, and it was already dry.
It seemed like it was dripped.
Dripped... like nosebleed?
Just like the way a nosebleed drips to the ground.
