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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!

After losing a small fortune for no good reason, Fang Xiaocao felt heartbroken.


But that's just how the black market works, and Fang Xiaocao was in a hurry to sell; she didn't have time to slowly handle this batch of gold, so she had to pinch her nose and accept it.


In her heart, Fang Xiaocao was warmly greeting Mr. Wu and all the ancestors of the black market managers, but outwardly, she maintained a calm demeanor and smiled at Mr. Wu, "The price Mr. Wu offered is reasonable; I am very satisfied. Tom, have someone help Mr. Wu load the car."


Fang Xiaocao accepted it, but her little target was not so easy to scam.


Fang Xiaocao secretly vowed that the grudge from today's opportunistic robbery would be avenged sooner or later.


Thinking of this, Fang Xiaocao casually glanced at the black market guard she had hypnotized.


The black market guard seemed to sense something and turned his gaze, just in time to meet Fang Xiaocao's eyes.


Fang Xiaocao averted her gaze to look at Mr. Wu.


Chapter 456: Return to Tang City