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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!

The Hummingbird executed a magnificent backflip in the air.


Upon landing, the katana in hand swept across, slashing the throat of the man with the injured hand.


Watching the man's body fall to the ground, the Hummingbird still felt a lingering fear; just moments ago, she had even thought of the beginning of her will.


If it had been off, she would have been shot in the head.


Hearing the gunshot from this direction, Fang Xiaocao also rushed over and saw that half of Wan Xiaozhou's body was soaked in blood, she exclaimed in shock, "Xiaozhou, where are you injured?"


Wan Xiaozhou weakly smiled, "My hand seems to be broken."


Hearing Wan Xiaozhou's words, Fang Xiaocao was shocked.


She quickly looked toward Wan Xiaozhou's arm.


Seeing the bloody mess on Wan Xiaozhou's arm, Fang Xiaocao's forehead started to sweat with anxiety, but she knew nothing about how to treat a gunshot wound.


"Princess Your Highness, let me handle this!"


Chapter 302: Finding the Exit