Chapter 311: A Meeting Gift

At this moment, it wasn't the time for questions and answers, but Xu Qian still received a call from Chen Jun Nan.

"Qian Jie!" Chen Jun Nan called enthusiastically, "How about it? Did you hear?"

Xu Qian's voice gradually lowered. "You... really can control the timing of killing?"

"More or less." Chen Jun Nan nodded. "We agreed on three rounds to let you see a dead body, and this is the second round."

Xu Qian sensed that the man on the other end of the phone wasn't as carefree as he appeared on the surface—he seemed a bit dangerous.

"You're just killing people so casually... Aren't you afraid someone will kill you later..."

"No, Qian Jie, why are you threatening me here?" Chen Jun Nan asked, somewhat puzzled. "Whether someone kills me later, what does that have to do with you... I just want you to help me call Di She, and it's turning into such a hassle?"

Only then did Xu Qian realize that Chen Jun Nan's original intention had been to call Di She, but because she hadn't wanted to cooperate, it had gradually turned into a threat.

"It's my fault..." Xu Qian said. "I... I'll call Di She over right now."

"Got it." Chen Jun Nan nodded. "I'm counting on you, Qian Jie."

Just as Xu Qian was about to hang up, Chen Jun Nan stopped her.

"Don't hang up."

"Ah?"

"Hold the phone up—I can only keep you safe that way."

"This..."

Xu Qian slowly stood up, phone in hand, and walked to her room door. She reached out and knocked on it.

"Referee! Di She!" she shouted loudly, "Come over here! I need to talk to you!"

Di She was slightly startled and looked toward Xu Qian's door.

"Come quickly!" Xu Qian continued to shout.

"Oh...?" Di She sneered, then shuffled his hunched body toward the door. "This one's calling for help pretty early."

After a few steps, he reached the door and leaned against it. "What's up, little girl? Scared?"

Separated only by the door, Xu Qian could already smell the foul odor coming from Di She.

She turned her head and whispered into the phone, "Hey! That old guy is right at my door now. What should I say?"

"Make him open the door," Chen Jun Nan said.

"Open... open the door?" Xu Qian swallowed hard. "Are you sure he won't kill me the moment he does?"

"He won't." Chen Jun Nan shook his head. "That would break the rules. In this game, he can't just slaughter participants at will."

"Okay, okay... I'll try." Xu Qian slowly lifted her head and said, "Di She, can you open the door?"

"Oh...?" Di She pressed against the door, his sleazy voice seeping through. "Little girl, are you that impatient?"

Those few words made Xu Qian's skin crawl with goosebumps. His greasy tone made her feel utterly disgusted.

Impatient?

She wished Di She would just drop dead.

"Anyway, just open the door," Xu Qian said, mustering her courage. "I have something to tell you."

After hearing that, Di She pressed his wrinkled old face closer to the door and said in a strange voice, "Little girl, if you try anything funny, I might not kill you... but I won't let you off easy, got it?"

"I... I know..." Xu Qian replied, then immediately lowered her head and whispered into the phone, "Hey, I feel like I'm digging my own grave... Can you really pull this off?"

"Of course." Chen Jun Nan laughed. "I wouldn't mess with a lady. Just go ahead and have him open the door."

Xu Qian knew she was already in too deep. Di She was dangerous, but so was Chen Jun Nan.

He had figured out the game's patterns and could see through the killing timing. Whether she cooperated or not, she was already in danger.

If she had to choose between Di She and Chen Jun Nan to side with, she leaned toward Chen Jun Nan. Though referees were usually more rule-abiding than participants, Di She was an exception—he was just too revolting.

He was like those self-important male elders in the workplace, with their sleazy eyes, saying what they thought were caring words, and using their positions to satisfy their own desires.

"Di She... open the door first," Xu Qian said with a bitter smile. "You're 'Di Ji,' so I wouldn't dare cause trouble..."

"Heh heh... As long as you know that..." Di She turned the doorknob from outside, unlocked it, and pulled the door open.

The scene inside was a bit confusing.

The woman was still holding a phone.

"You..." Di She paused, slowly furrowing his brow. "What are you doing?"

"Oh my god..." Xu Qian, now so close to Di She, felt every hair on her body stand on end. She could only stand there dumbly, holding the phone and asking, "What's your plan, exactly..."

"Let him listen to the phone," Chen Jun Nan said.

"Ah?"

"Let him."

Xu Qian had no choice but to silently extend her hand and say softly, "Your phone..."

Di She eyed the phone in her hand and grew cautious.

"Who's on the other end?" he asked.

"You..." Xu Qian shook her head helplessly, "I can only receive calls from my upstream contact."

"Upstream contact...?" He glanced at the door to the room on Xu Qian's right. If he remembered correctly, that was the room of that "troublemaker."

Di She turned his yellowish eyes back to Xu Qian and asked doubtfully, "He has something to say to me... So why did you have to call me over?"

"I don't know." Xu Qian answered honestly. "I was threatened, so I had to call you."

"This is bad...!" Di She suddenly widened his eyes. He reached out to shut the door, but from the phone receiver, he heard two words.

"Gam Ming!"

Di She's hand froze mid-air, and his whole body went rigid.

Chen Jun Nan's mouth curved into a slight smile as he added, "I mean, between you and me."

Hearing that cunning inverted sentence, Di She began to tremble all over.

What kind of gam ming was this?

He had actually gotten another person to deliver the gam ming declaration right to his face, making it impossible even to cover his mouth!

What should he do next?

Die...?

"Aaaahhhh!" Di She suddenly clutched his head and wailed, "This is terrifying... This is terrifying!"

Why would anyone really gam ming with him?!

He could be living a life of luxury here!

What right did this guy have to disrupt him?!

"Aaaahhhh!" Di She screamed like he'd seen a ghost, frantically clawing at his own face.

"Oh man..." Chen Jun Nan asked over the phone, "What's up with that old guy? Make sure you testify for me—I didn't touch him, don't try to frame me."

Though Xu Qian was surprised by Di She's reaction, she was even more astonished by Chen Jun Nan's approach.

"You said you could keep me safe... Is this your strategy?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Are you planning to get yourself killed here?"

"Get myself killed?" Chen Jun Nan shook his head. "Not at all. I might not die—in fact, I could take down a Di Ji here and give Lao Qi a long-awaited reunion gift after seven years."