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I Received Messages From Future Self!

"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?

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Chapter 186: A USB Drive

Tom slept on the sofa in the outer room.

Fang Xiaocao slept on the big bed in the inner room!

After instructing Tom to stay alert at all times, Fang Xiaocao walked into the inner room, took a bath, and lay down on the bed.

With Tom watching the door, Fang Xiaocao felt much more at ease.

She took out her phone and sent a message to Hot Noodles:

"You know what happened here, right?"

[Hot Noodles: I know, and I can only say, this Han Xue is really hard to kill!]

The tone of Hot Noodles' WeChat message was full of teasing.

"Who's saying it isn't!"

"This damn woman, Han Xue, is really hard to kill!"

Looking at Hot Noodles' WeChat, Fang Xiaocao couldn't help but shake her head and wryly smile.

[Hot Noodles: What do you need me for?]

[Hot Noodles: I'm really busy now!]

Looking at Hot Noodles' WeChat, Fang Xiaocao paused, curiously asking, "What are you busy with?"

[Hot Noodles: Busy investigating the villa's mistress.]