C390 I'll Tell You All about It

The light was dim.

She used the light from the street lamp to look at Tang Beiyao — —

He was still wearing his suit, but his shirt and jacket were clearly wrinkled. There were traces of drying on the cuffs and bottom of his coat. These traces were not obvious on the black material.

But...

Was that blood?

Qiao Mu acknowledged and then frowned as she came to this conclusion