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"Hot Noodles request to add you as a friend."
An inexplicable friend request, a non-existent contact.
Claiming to be a message from herself in the future, intimately knowledgeable about her past.
Fang Xiaocao was utterly numb.
Hot Noodles: Danger, do not go home tonight.
"Is this some kind of joke?"
Staring at the WeChat message, Fang Xiaocao rolled her eyes and opened the anti-theft door.
Hot Noodles: At midnight, when the knocking starts, don't turn on the light if you don't want to die.
In the early morning: 00:00:00
Fang Xiaocao was woken by the knocking sound. She was just about to turn on the bedside lamp when she remembered that bizarre message.
She pulled back her hand and stayed put until dawn, only to know her neighbor next door, a woman living alone just like her was murdered at midnight...
Fang Xiaocao was suddenly covered in a cold sweat.
Hot Noodles: To celebrate our narrow escape from death, go to the flea market before three in the afternoon, stall number 7, and buy the seventh inkstone on the left-hand side. The seller's bottom price is 80, but the inkstone is worth 8 million.
After last night's ordeal, Fang Xiaocao inexplicably chose to believe.
She successfully bought an inkstone for a hundred dollars, and later discover it was indeed a imperial inkstone from the Qing Qianlong era, worthing 8 million!
Fang Xiaocao stood there, dumbfounded!
Following the message's instructions, she bought a second-hand car.
But little did she know, the guidance was linking her into a series of events that dragged out a murder case and a fortune worth two small goals.
Who on earth sent her the messages?
It's really her future self?
Or it's some kind of bizarre game?

I Received Messages From Future Self!

Zhi Qi's suspicion can hardly be cleared.


Fang Xiaocao didn't know whether to feel relieved or to cry.


Relieved because she, relying on her own intelligence, had successfully found the person secretly wanting to kill her.


Crying because her many years' friend turned out to be the one wanting to kill her.


Fang Xiaocao wiped the tears from her pretty face and muttered, "How should I deal with these two bombs?"


The brightness of the phone screen caught Fang Xiaocao's attention.


Fang Xiaocao blinked and reached out to pick up the phone.


Fang Xiaocao unlocked the screen and opened WeChat.


[Zhi Qi: We're now in the hotel lobby, just go to the underground parking lot, drive your car out, and come find us in the lobby.]


Looking at Zhi Qi's message, Fang Xiaocao let out a cold laugh.


"You don't even bother to act anymore!"


Chapter 105: The Urgent Death Token