Wen Zuo: It's possible. Although Wang Jian said that vampires don't appear during the day, there are always exceptions. Moreover, there were no signs of a fight here, but there was blood on the ground, and the footprints were not messy. There were no drag marks on the ground. Being able to subdue a passenger in one blow and then calmly take him away is not something an ordinary human could do.

As for why the passengers didn't follow along voluntarily, they were already filled with fear when suddenly brought to this dangerous world by the bus. They were too afraid to be wary of others, so how could they possibly follow someone else voluntarily next to the building that almost cost them their life the night before?

Mo Shuwan sighed, "Yes, we just don't know if they've targeted us or just randomly chosen someone to attack. If they've targeted us, we'll be in trouble."

Wen Zuo was communicating with Mo Shuwan through writing, but the passengers could hear Mo Shuwan's voice. Although they didn't know the details, they imagined what was going on and were so scared they almost cried, "Is she a vampire?"

"Probably." After saying that, Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo left the alley. "You guys go outside the building and wait for the others to join you."

"And you?" the passenger asked nervously.

Mo Shuwan didn't explain, but just frowned and looked at the passengers. The scar on her face was still there. When she went home, she told her parents that it was a patch and got away with it. Now, when she didn't speak or smile, the scar added a bit of fierceness to her.

The passengers suddenly remembered the rules she had set the night before.

Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask.

"We'll leave now."

Within seconds, they were all sweating profusely. Fearing that they would displease Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo, the passengers dared not linger any longer and hurriedly ran away.

Watching the passengers' hurried backs, Wen Zuo turned to look at Mo Shuwan with a wry smile, and received a mischievous smile in return.

"Although I don't think there's much chance of finding clues nearby, let's take a look first." After saying that, Mo Shuwan hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's go together."

Wen Zuo smiled and nodded. This time, regardless of whether she said she wanted to come along or not, he definitely wouldn't let her wander around the neighborhood alone.

After searching the vicinity for a full hour, as expected, nothing was found. Returning outside the building to meet up with the passengers and Wang Jian and others, we didn't get any useful information from them either, which was expected, so we weren't disappointed.

The group boarded the bus again, intending to travel to a slightly more distant place.

On the bus, Wang Jian turned his head to look at the passenger sitting to his left. The passenger was fast asleep with his neck tilted to the side, and two obvious bloody holes from fangs were still visible on his neck. Wang Jian was filled with suspicion and quickly looked at the other passengers. Sure enough, he saw bloody holes that had not yet healed on the necks of several other people.

"What are you looking at?"

Wang Jian suddenly turned his head and met Mo Shuwan's gaze. He shook his head rapidly, stammering, "I...I think you all look very tired..."

Upon hearing this, one passenger complained quietly, "I'm already so tired."

Wang Jian immediately replied, "Then you guys rest in the car for a while, we'll go look for it."

This suggestion made many passengers waver, but no one gave an immediate answer. Most people's attention was still focused on Mo Shuwan, while Wen Zuo... had been ignored by the passengers since he hadn't said a word.

Mo Shuwan squinted at Wang Jian, who was clearly panicked, and just as he was about to jump out of the car to escape, she smiled and said, "Okay."

A few minutes later, Wang Jian, terrified, fled from the car. He dared not linger, as if a ferocious beast was chasing him. He gritted his teeth and ran wildly. The other local humans who had been complaining about Wang Jian taking on this difficult task had no choice but to follow him and run at full speed.

"Boss, you... heh... why are you running away!"

"You know nothing!" Wang Jian roared, collapsing to the ground with a thud, panting heavily. "I just saw bite marks on the necks of those guys, marks left by the adults."

"Um...isn't this normal? They just came back from a banquet yesterday."

Wang Jian wanted nothing more than to jump up and beat this stupid little brother to death. "The adults always use their saliva to heal their wounds after eating, so how could there be any wounds left!"

Some of the native humans pondered this and came to their senses, but they were still puzzled: "Even if their identities are suspicious, they shouldn't be so scared that they run away."

"What do you know!" Wang Jian's body began to tremble. "Those whose wounds can be treated by the adults are all recognized humans. Those who are not recognized are drained of blood and die on the spot. It is impossible for them to have any wounds left!"

Now, the expressions on everyone's faces finally started to look strange, and several people began to say that they had indeed seen bloody holes on their necks.

Wang Jian thought of the bottle of holy water that Mo Shuwan had taken out earlier, and his body trembled even more violently. He couldn't help but wonder, "Could these people be vampire hunters...?"

Once the thought crossed his mind, he couldn't help but ponder it deeply, and the more he thought about it, the more something seemed off. Wang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he shakily took out his phone, tapping several times before finally unlocking it. He then found Mr. Chen's number in his contacts and dialed it. As soon as the call connected, he couldn't wait to speak, "Mr. Chen, do you remember the group of people you brought back yesterday?"

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone. Just when Wang Jian was about to doubt whether he had dialed the wrong number, he finally hummed in agreement.

"I feel like something's off about them." Wang rattled off everything he'd seen that day, expecting Mr. Chen to take it seriously. But all he got was a simple "I know," and then the call was cut off. He was completely bewildered.

...

"You just said your people waited for us for a long time at the agreed location yesterday?"

The man opposite slammed his fist on the table in anger, yelling, "How many times have I told you? You just wouldn't believe me!"

Mr. Chen frowned deeply as he thought about the phone call he had just received.

Not long after Wang Jian and the others left, Mo Shuwan and her group returned to Crimson Road, got off near the building, and found a park to wait in until dark.

Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo sat on a bench. Other passengers dared not sit with them, nor did they dare to go too far. They just stood next to them. Only after Mo Shuwan told them to leave did they reluctantly disperse. Even so, outsiders would still find the scene strange.

“Wang Jian seemed to have discovered something just now. The look in his eyes when he looked at me last was one of fear.” Mo Shuwan rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought. After a while, she still couldn’t figure it out and said helplessly, “It seems that we have missed some important information.”

Wen Zuo: He was looking at the neck.

"There are... wounds on your neck?" Mo Shuwan was stunned. She subconsciously reached out and pressed her hand against the two bloody holes on her neck where the vampire's fangs had pierced her. The wounds hadn't healed yet, and even now, they still ached slightly with the slightest pressure. "Is it related to the wounds?"

Wen Zuo: Hmm, it should be related.