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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!

Fang Xiaocao did indeed come to the city bureau to report a crime.


However, it was not the fraud she had mentioned.


Instead, it was about a Wuling Hongguang that had been stolen.


Initially, Fang Xiaocao was improvising on a whim, thinking of a reason that a taxi driver couldn't refuse, to quickly drive her away from the community's entrance.


But on the taxi ride, it occurred to her that every action of hers was being secretly watched.


That was when Fang Xiaocao started to think about reporting to the police immediately.


Fang Xiaocao was afraid that the person in the shadows would use these things to set her up.


Placing a dead body in room 508 of the hotel…


Although, an upright person doesn't fear a crooked shadow.


The problem was that she herself was not on the right track!


Fang Xiaocao had to resolve this trouble first.


Chapter 116 Fang Xiaocao's Little Thoughts