"Hmm, that does make a lot of sense."
The host, with an innocent face and eyes shimmering with a confused light, listened to the expert's empty words. It seemed like she understood, but it was as if the knowledge washed through the gray matter in her brain without leaving a trace of beauty.
"But I'm a little curious..."
The host, who was not sharp at all, asked in confusion, "Why is there so much red ice on the car body?"
For a moment, the live broadcast room fell into a dead silence.
In the silence, the expert stood there in a daze, staring blankly at the enlarged screen showing the racing cars.
On Little Ox's car, the front end, even the bumper and the body, were covered with frozen frost.
The crimson color, layered with frost, now covered most of the car body, standing out so brightly against the snowy landscape.
Wait, could it possibly be blood?
There are even shredded cloths on it...
