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Chapter 334: Kill? Or Not to Kill?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Xiang Wan shuddered uncontrollably.
Her heart was as if it had sunk to the bottom of a valley.
Did she… make a wrong guess?
“Well—” Meng Chi dragged his voice. His long finger was swiping the screen of his mobile phone. “I do not want you to die an ordinary death…”
Not an ordinary death? Wasn’t death still death?
Xiang Wan felt that she must have really ran into a lunatic.
This Meng Chi, maybe there was nothing wrong in his brain…
If there was something wrong with his brain, how could he be the CEO of the Meng Entertainment Group…
No! He seemed to be… the boss of a triad as well?
Xiang Wan felt that this matter was strange, but she was unable to make sense of it and folded her arms. “CEO Meng couldn’t be a member of the Dark Clan?”
“You’re curious about my ident.i.ty?” Meng Chi looked up from his mobile phone again. “I don’t want to tell you.”
His expression was casual and natural like someone who was playing a game, and while playing, he was chatting casually with another person.
Xiang Wan: “…”
“However!” Meng Chi added, “I’d like you to guess it for yourself as you’re a smart person after all.”
This was the second time that he praised Xiang Wan for being smart.
For an instant, Xiang Wan suddenly felt that… could it be that her intelligence had infuriated him?
“So can you tell me how you’re going to let me die!?”
Meng Chi seemed to be interested in this question.
He raised his head slowly, his gaze seemed like he was smiling. “A dramatic, spectacular death!”
“… How do you make it dramatic and spectacular?”
“Why not make a guess?”
Xiang Wan looked at him without a word.
She was not prepared to waste her breath with this lunatic—
However, Meng Chi seemed to want to talk to her.
He held the mobile phone in front of Xiang Wan for a moment, looking somewhat complacent.
“I’m going to tell everyone in the world about you, that you’re going to die… I’m also going to let the whole world hit the ‘Like’ b.u.t.ton for your death…”
“…”
Heavens!
Xiang Wan felt numb all over.
He was still smiling. “I’ll also let your most beloved man… to die together with you!”
Xiang Wan was surprised.
Most beloved man?
Bai Muchuan?
She looked at Meng Chi’s mask and suddenly felt disgust for it. “What did you do to him?”
Meng Chi turned his head and made a “hush” gesture at her where she felt funny as well as a chilling horror.
“Don’t disturb me. I’m arranging a gift of your pa.s.sing!”
Gift of pa.s.sing? How poetic.
Xiang Wan was perplexed and nervous.
In such an old, rundown nunnery, and facing a man like this…
It gave her the creeps.
Xiang Wan felt that she was very brave that she did not get frightened to death.
“Meng Chi!”
She decided to talk to him again after considering for a moment.
“I don’t get it. You’re the CEO of a business conglomerate. You have money, status, and looks… You can get anything you want, why do you want to do such a thing? Usually, people do such a thing for the sake of money, or simply because they are poor… You obviously don’t lack money, you don’t lack anything. What on earth do you want?”
Meng Chi seemed interested in this question.
He stopped what he was doing and looked at Xiang Wan.
“Belief.”
Belief? Xiang Wan’s jaw almost dropped. “Your belief is?”
Meng Chi: “That there will be no more bad people in this world.”
“…” What the!
Xiang Wan’s mind was filled with curses…
He himself was the biggest bad guy!
This person could have gone crazy?
Meng Chi did not avoid her stare.
“Don’t you feel that those people deserved death? They’re either insatiably avaricious, cowardly, framed and plotted against each other, used unscrupulous means to achieve their aims, or simply a menace to the society… None of them are good, so they deserve death! They are the ones who have stained this otherwise beautiful world. I cannot tolerate such existence and will not give up the belief of changing the world!”
His belief was… to change the world.
Xiang Wan’s heart was twitching.
Somehow, his words sounded strangely familiar to her…
Her emotions were in turmoil. She opened her mouth to interrupt Meng Chi who was speaking freely with confidence.
“You’re… that person?”
That person, which person?
Meng Chi did not ask her but only looked at her.
He replied slowly.
“I’m that person in your heart, the one whom you’ve been thinking about.”
D*mn, really?
Xiang Wan felt she was as though she suffered a slap. It hurts!
“You’re the one who left comments on my reviews and comments page? As well as the comment on ‘The Temptation of the Rich & Famous’…?”
Meng Chi looked at her, totally without any intention of denying it.
“This game was originally fun to play, right? With this game… I can clean up the sc.u.ms, thugs, and scoundrels… It’s you people who ruined it—you people prevented me from changing this world…”
“…”
Xiang Wan’s pulse vibrated within her ears.
The one who was thought to be deeply hidden somewhere was now right before her.
They had been searching for him for so long. Now, he actually showed up!
She did not know if she should be rejoicing or afraid.
Ultimately, she forced herself to be calm.
Only by being calm could she talk to Meng Chi normally, and from there, she might be able to find clues to save herself.
Only by staying calm was she able to a.n.a.lyze her predicament as well as Meng Chi—there seemed to be loopholes…
This was because, somehow, the incidents that happened did not feel logical?
Xiang Wan felt a headache at the thought of it. “CEO Meng! Mm, I’ll still address you this way.”
She gave a gulp before continuing to talk, “I don’t know about your past experiences, but after listening to your words earlier, I feel that… you could have perceived the world a little differently?”
Meng Chi looked at her with a tepid response. “Are you referring to my opinion about good and evil?”
Xiang Wan nodded her head. “Yes, good and evil.”
Meng Chi: “If you don’t hurt others, you’re considered good, if you hinder others, you’re evil! Altruism is good whereas self-interest is evil! Am I right?”
Xiang Wan reb.u.t.ted with a question, “How ’bout you? You’ve done so much… Aren’t you a bad person as well?”
Meng Chi: “I’m not doing this to benefit myself. What I’ve done is for the greater good. I’m cleaning up garbage for this beautiful world.”
“…” Isn’t this sophistry?
Xiang Wan looked at him as though she was looking at a lunatic.
Meng Chi adjusted his mask. “Just like the janitors—when they clean up, the lives of ordinary people might also get affected, as they might clean away things which are not garbage as garbage. But without them, the world would be surrounded by garbage!”
“…”
What an abstract metaphor!
She took at least three seconds to find words to refute him.
“Your opinion of good and evil is too narrow! There is no physical good or evil in form, but there are good and evil intentions where conscience differentiates the actions! There is no absolute good or evil in this world! You see, you think that you’re doing good, but in the eyes of others, you are a complete villain!”
“I don’t care!”
Meng Chi’s pitch went higher by a few notches.
He sounded a little angry!
As well as a little agitated!
“I don’t care!” He repeated that coldly and continued to talk, “I just need to influence the world, I don’t care how the world thinks of me! And I won’t be affected by the garbage in this world…”
Who’s the garbage?
Xiang Wan muttered, “You’re crazy…”
“Crazy. Maybe…”
Meng Chi did not retort her but pulled a chair to sit beside Xiang Wan as though he was chatting with an old friend.
“Take a look at this video. I’ve posted it on the internet… The whole world is going to hit the ‘Like’ b.u.t.ton!”
It’s these words again!
Xiang Wan felt gooseb.u.mps and her gaze landed on his mobile phone.
There was a video playing on his phone.
… Oh heavens!
Xiang Wan was shocked!
In the video, it was actually talking about the 121 case that took place in Xi City—the crime scene of her four ex-moderators.
The bed and breakfast hotel felt grim, spooky, and chilly in the video…
The four of them talked and laughed together; they had the same dream of becoming a popular author, rich and famous… Hence, they offered their heart to the devil and surrendered all of their privacy… In the end, the devil took control of them effortlessly…
All four of them died from suffocation…
Strangled to death by the strap of their own bra…
Numbness seemed to pierce through Xiang Wan’s body layer by layer.
The details of the death on the video were generally the same as the 121 case.
On the video, there was no sight of the murderer, but there was a hand.
Yes. There was a hand, a slim, fair hand that looked like a woman’s hand.
Out of reflex, Xiang Wan took a glance at Meng Chi’s hand.
The next second, she saw herself in the video.
There was no doubt that the video was edited to add her hand, her face, her book, her pen name, as well as the online version of “how everything started” between her and the four girls who got murdered.
A story about besties, feelings, betrayal and revenge…
Next, it showed Xiang Wan’s photo with a huge red cross on it. There was also a word written on it—”Murderer!”
In the video, it showed a post about the “story” of the four girls who used to be the moderators of Xiang Gongzi’s chat group where they jointly lied to frame Xiang Gongzi with regards to the 720 case… Therefore, Xiang Gongzi decided to carry out justice and kill the girls—
The post wanted the opinions of everyone. Should Xiang Gongzi deserve to die?
At the bottom of the post, there was a picture of Xiang Wan being kidnapped…
A few words appeared.
She was now held in control!
Kill? Or not to Kill?