I Can Calculate Your Death

"You're such a worrisome little girl."

Cen Shen, wanting to rub her hair, reached out his hand out of habit but his hand only passed through her like an illusion, and he was unable to touch her at all.

He smiled helplessly and put on his police cap.

"Forget it, I can't touch you. I'll tell you about this afternoon."

Cen Pan's eyes were burning as she nodded heavily.

Cen Shen was a police officer when he was alive and was good at deducing. With him around, it was especially easy to analyze what happened in the afternoon.

She quickly explained the process. After Cen Shen heard it, he thought about it for a moment and a smile appeared on his face.

"Little fool, you started to feel dizzy after drinking that cup of milk tea, right? And it was Xiao Die who helped you apply for leave. how could she be so kind?"

Cen Pan was stunned and immediately patted her head.

Right!

"Hurry up and find her."

Cen Shen's figure gradually faded, but his eyes were filled with reluctance to part with her.

"Pan Pan, live your life well."

"Brother!" Cen Pan shouted and tried to grab the corner of his shirt, but she could only watch helplessly as he disappeared. A tear rolled down the corner of her eye and dropped on the carpet.

Her brother was right. She had to live her life well.

The most important thing now was to find Xiao Die.

She had Xiao Die's phone number. It was dinner time, so Cen Pan called her directly.

"Xiao Die, thank you for helping me get a leave of absence. Let me treat you to a meal."

Hearing that it was Cen Pan, Xiao Die immediately rejected her. "No need, we are all colleagues, so we should help each other."

Was she feeling guilty?

Without waiting for Cen Pan to speak, Xiao Die hung up. Looking at the phone screen that was gradually turning black, Cen Pan rubbed her eyebrows in frustration.

Xiao Die must be feeling guilty, but she had no other choice.

At that moment, her grandmother's voice sounded.

"Pan Pan, don't be anxious. I just met her grandfather. I'll tell you about her."

Cen Pan heaved a sigh of relief and listened attentively while recording the key points from time to time.

A few minutes later, she confidently called Xiao Die again.

The moment the call connected, Xiao Die's impatient voice came through the receiver. "Cen Pan, you're too polite. I said you're welcome."

"If I don't see you, how can I guide you to avoid the next calamity?" Cen Pan coldly laughed.

"Xiao Die, you lost your parents when you were young, and you have a mole at the corner of your eye that is used to jinx your blood-related elders. Your left ear is dry and your fortune palace is small, so the person who passed away recently should be your grandfather. After your family dies, you will be next…"

"Stop talking!"

Xiao Die interrupted her with a trembling voice, "Speak, where shall we meet?"

"Peninsula Cafe."

After Cen Pan finished speaking, she added, "Don't think about escaping. If you don't come and see me, you will die in a car accident tomorrow."

This time, she hung up first.

When Cen Pan arrived at the Peninsula Cafe, Xiao Die was already there and holding a cup of coffee. She was clearly nervous.

Seeing Cen Pan walk over, she forced out a smile. "Pan Pan, over here."

Cen Pan sat down indifferently. Seeing that she handed her a cup of coffee, she touched the cup and did not intend to drink it.

"Is there anything in here?"

"Huh?" Xiao Die was shocked, and she looked at her cold eyes, then gulped nervously.

"No… I don't dare to add anything anymore."

"Then tell me who told you to set me up."

Cen Pan, her expression cold and indifferent, stirred her coffee spoon. "Although I can't predict who's going to harm me, I can predict your death. Whether you want to live or not depends on yourself."

"I want to live!" Xiao Die took a deep breath and took out her phone. "It's her."