However, the two girls took just one step and were blocked by Conan in front of their legs.

The two of them lowered their heads in confusion and found that the child's eyes were a little complicated.

Conan looked at Jiang Xia with a solemn expression: "...Why is there blood on your shoes?"

The others were startled and all looked down at Jiang Xia's shoes.

Including Jiang Xia himself.

Jiang Xia was wearing a pair of black sneakers today. The uppers were very clean, with only a little fresh dirt on the edges.

Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief, suspecting that this was a prank by naughty children.

However, at this moment, he saw Jiang Xia looking down at the ground opposite him, and suddenly took half a step back as if he had remembered something.

As soon as he took his foot away, a faint bloody shoe mark was left where he had just stepped.

"Ah." Jiang Xia was a little embarrassed. He simply took a step back and returned to the carpet-covered exhibition hall. He said slightly apologetically, "I didn't pay attention and stepped on it."

As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief and squatted down, as if he wanted to wipe away the blood marks on the ground.

Conan: "..."

He rushed over and stopped Jiang Xia, stopping what looked like "destroying evidence":

"Where did this blood come from?!"

Conan is very observant and short.

As soon as Jiang Xia came closer, he noticed that the color of the carpet that Jiang Xia had stepped on was subtly different.

After confirming that it was blood, Conan initially suspected that his neighbor was hiding and cutting himself again because he had seen similar things before.

However, upon closer inspection, he found that Jiang Xia looked good, moved normally, and there were no strange wet marks on the black wristband on his left hand.

…

However, judging from the fact that Jiang Xia walked all the way on the carpet, there was still a little blood mark on his shoes...

The amount of blood he just stepped on was definitely a lot... A life may have been lost here!

…

Unlike Conan, Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko are not that observant. It is a blessing in disguise that they are not nervous.

They just thought that Jiang Xia accidentally stepped on the red paint left by the staff - after all, this exhibition hall had a "no entry" sign before and was suspected to be under maintenance.

At this time, Jiang Xia saw the action of wiping "paint" and was stopped by the naughty boy.

They also took out their handkerchiefs and walked over, intending to help Jiang Xia wipe away his footprints.

As I got closer, I realized that the color of the footprints indeed looked like blood.

The two of them nodded secretly: Well, it is indeed a hell exhibition hall, the paints used are so unique...

Suzuki Sonoko asked curiously while wiping: "What did you step on? Paint? Paint?"

Jiang Xia apologized: "A pool of blood."

"Oh, blood..." Suzuki Sonoko paused, and the volume suddenly increased, "A pool of blood?!!"

She raised her head in shock.

Jiang Xia was seen squatting on the edge of the scarlet carpet. While watching her mop the floor, she raised her hand and pointed into the exhibition hall: "Someone is dead and nailed to the wall. You..."

Jiang Xia just wanted to say, "You'd better not go in, it's a bit scary."

Before he finished speaking, Conan rushed past him into the exhibition hall.

At the same time, Conan pressed on his wrist and turned on the flashlight attached to the universal watch.
Chapter completed!