"When you're free, let's go to the beach, and you can take more bikini shots, I have a friend who loves that stuff."
As Ma Lu spoke, he opened the 2.4-second video clip, but before he could take a closer look, it was already over.
He had to play it again, and this time he kept his eyes on the second-floor window, finally noticing the corner of the curtain move slightly, lifted by someone before being quickly dropped back into place.
It wasn't until he played it at 0.25x speed that he could clearly see the thing behind the curtain—a pair of blood-red eyes, quite sinister.
"Vampire?"
Ma Lu had already encountered werewolves, so bumping into a vampire didn't faze him as much.
However, Old Wang said, "No."
"Not? Then whose eyes could be so red except for a vampire's?"
"Her eyes are red because of the abundance of blood vessels, probably due to a lack of sleep."
"Really? How long must one go without sleep to end up looking like a ghost?"
