Chapter 911: Chapter 911: Werewolf Village 8

The night returned to calm.

Daylight came quickly.

As the bloody moon faded away and sunlight illuminated the earth again, Bai Youwei couldn’t wait to open her door.

Shen Mo opened his door almost at the same time.

The two exchanged a glance, neither spoke, yet both ran towards the direction where the screams had come from the night before!

The scene of the incident, not far from the village’s central fountain, was already crowded with people by the time Bai Youwei and Shen Mo arrived.

The scene was horrific, a complete mess, flesh separated from bones as if mauled by some beast, shredded, hollowed out, leaving only a mush and a pool of blood-red water.

This was no attack, this was torture! An act of brutal outrage!

Hans, Morin, and Brail stood by the fountain, their faces pale.

The surrounding villagers gathered more and more, buzzing with discussion.

Bai Youwei silently swept the area with her eyes, realizing that it was that man named Dim who had met trouble.

It seemed the werewolf had chosen the house with the least resistance.

As she was thinking this, Hans took slow steps, one after another, toward the house where Dim had stayed the night.

He stared at a dark bloodstain on the door, saying, “This isn’t Dim’s blood.”

He paused, then added, “Nor is it the werewolf’s blood.”

Bai Youwei was startled. With no instruments here, could he really distinguish the type of blood with the naked eye?

Hans suddenly raised his voice, “Dim was murdered! All the bloodstains are the same color, except for these on the door! They’re almost turning black! They were clearly smeared deliberately before the incident!”

The crowd murmured even louder.

The village head came out and said indifferently, “This is truly unfortunate. Indeed, werewolves are sensitive to the scent of blood. Our brave new visitors may not know this, so please be more careful in the future…”

Hans gave him a cold glance, then looked back at the carnage on the ground.

“The trails are still here, perhaps the werewolf who turned back into a human is hiding at home, cleaning up!” he shouted as he pushed through the crowd, following the trail of blood, “Let’s go!”

Morin and Brail immediately followed him.

The other villagers also followed, speculating among themselves:

“What are they going to do? Could he really find the werewolf?”

“If he can, that would be great! Those rampaging monsters should all be wiped out!”

“What’s the use of finding yesterday’s werewolf? I say it would be best to find out who will transform tonight, so we don’t have to live in fear.”

“Yes, it would be nice to find tonight’s werewolf…”

As they chattered back and forth, Bai Youwei and Shen Mo followed within the crowd, hearing every word distinctly.

Just then, the trail of blood vanished, and Hans also came to a stop.

The villagers thought he would be out of options, but Hans shouted, “The werewolf is hiding in these houses right before us! Search them!”

Now, nearly the entire village was here to see the commotion; if anyone was still inside their houses, they were definitely under suspicion–because only a werewolf would need to hide!

The villagers buzzed chaotically, while Bai Youwei and Shen Mo silently awaited the outcome.

Soon after, Morin dragged a woman out from a house and threw her in front of everyone!

“She’s the werewolf! When I entered, she was wiping the blood off her floor!” Morin kicked her hard, “Scumbag! She’s the one who killed Dim!”

The woman rolled on the ground from the kick, her face covered in tears, utterly distressed.

She crawled to the village head on her knees, crying and begging for mercy, “It wasn’t me! I’m not a werewolf! I really am not!”

“Still lying?!” Brail pulled half a burned sheet from the house and threw it on the woman, “The sheet is covered in blood and flesh!”

“Oh my god! She really is a werewolf!” someone in the crowd exclaimed.

“Burn her! Burn this monster!”

The villagers cursed.

But Bai Youwei’s heart was gripped with tension…

She recognized that the woman on the ground was the mother of the little girl.