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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!

As the helicopter landed again, this time to transport the rescuers, Tom's manpower and tools, Jiang Xinyan directly used various means to lease six helicopters through coercion and inducement.


They brought over a dozen people and two large diesel generators with tools that completely filled two helicopters.


After unloading the people and tools, the six helicopters returned to pick up the next batch of rescuers; they were scheduled to shuttle back and forth many times.


To save Tom, Jiang Xinyan had paid a great price, mobilizing a massive amount of manpower and material resources, and organizing a team of hundreds.


Yet, watching all this, Fang Xiaocao could not feel happy.


Because from these efforts, she could not see any hope of rescuing Tom.


The first rescue team that had arrived had already set up their equipment and began trying to operate.


But after trying several plans, the damage to the vault was minimal.


Chapter 428 Rescue in Action