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Receiving Texts from the Future – CH121

Wang Qiang Explains

Chapter 121: Wang Qiang Explains

Hearing the shout, “Police! Don’t move!” Fang Xiaocao’s brain nearly overheated.

“Wait… The people in room 508 are cops? Why?”

Her mind filled with question marks.

Of all the possibilities she had considered about the occupants of 508, she never thought they would be police officers.

“Damn it! Cops?!”

Fang Xiaocao heard the assassin’s curse.

“Don’t move! I’ll shoot if you do!”

The female officer, who had previously pretended to be Fang Xiaocao, shouted sternly.

“Standing still is for turtles!”

The assassin yelled defiantly, followed by the sound of footsteps—he had made a run for it.

“Pfft—”

Fang Xiaocao almost burst out laughing.

“This assassin has a sense of humor.”

She chuckled internally.

“Damn it!”

The female officer cursed before running off.

“Eagle Nest, Eagle Nest, this is Nestling! The suspect has escaped through the emergency stairwell. Begin interception immediately!”

Her voice faded as she gave orders and chased after the fleeing assassin.

Fang Xiaocao sat back on her bed, still processing what had just happened.

“Something about this script feels off…”

She muttered to herself.

The assassin running away and the officer not opening fire didn’t surprise her.

After all, this was a hotel—densely populated, with flimsy wooden doors unlikely to stop bullets. Shooting recklessly could lead to unintended civilian casualties, which would be a major breach of duty.

Just as she was lost in thought, her phone lit up.

A call.

Calling number: Wang Qiang.

Fang Xiaocao blinked, picked up her phone, and answered.

“Hello? Officer Wang?”

“It’s me,” Wang Qiang’s deep voice responded.

“Xiaocao, my colleagues just reported an incident at room 508. While on stakeout, they encountered a highly trained assassin and engaged in a confrontation. The suspect is currently trapped inside the hotel but hasn’t been caught yet.”

Hearing this, Fang Xiaocao’s eyes lit up.

“Finally! I needed answers, and they’ve come knocking!”

She immediately asked, “Officer Wang, why were your people staking out room 508?”

She eagerly awaited his response.

“It’s like this,” Wang Qiang began.

“We’ve confirmed that Han Xue escaped from the psychiatric hospital. The timing of your stolen car and room card aligns perfectly with her escape. Additionally, hotel surveillance captured someone resembling Han Xue. We suspect she stole your belongings.”

“If Han Xue was at the hotel, she was likely planning to ambush you or use your reservation to evade capture.”

“So we assigned criminal investigators to stake out 508. If Han Xue showed up, we’d be ready to arrest her.”

“But instead of Han Xue, we ran into a professional assassin.”

Wang Qiang explained everything clearly.

Fang Xiaocao silently gave him a thumbs-up.

“Now that’s top-tier criminal investigation logic.”

His reasoning was flawless.

Considering Han Xue’s personality, she would absolutely pull something like that.

However, one key detail stood out to Fang Xiaocao:

The hotel’s surveillance captured someone resembling Han Xue.

If she looked that similar, it was almost certainly her.

Real life wasn’t a TV drama. There weren’t that many coincidences.

“So Han Xue was here…”

Fang Xiaocao narrowed her eyes.

That was a crucial clue she hadn’t known before.

When Tom returned, she’d have him hack the hotel’s surveillance system and extract the past few days’ footage. There might be some unexpected discoveries.

“Officer Wang, what’s your next move?” she asked casually.

“Our priority is capturing the assassin and interrogating him about his identity and employer. We also need to question Su Wanqing.”

“Since the assassin delivered an order placed under Su Wanqing’s name, we need to investigate her involvement.”

Wang Qiang’s response made sense.

Investigating Su Wanqing was just standard procedure.

“Do you need me to do anything?” Fang Xiaocao asked.

“Regarding Han Xue, do you have any more leads?”

As a professional criminal investigator backed by city law enforcement, Wang Qiang had more resources and connections than she did. If he had additional clues, she wanted to hear them.

“For now, we don’t have much else to share. But we’re certain that Han Xue isn’t working alone, so be careful. It’s best if you stay out of sight. If necessary, seek police protection.”

Wang Qiang warned her in a serious tone.

“Got it. Thanks, Officer Wang.”

Fang Xiaocao smiled.

“Oh, by the way—where are you now? Are you safe?”

Wang Qiang asked.

“I’m still at the hotel, but I booked a different room instead of staying in 508.”

She replied cheerfully.

There was a brief pause.

Then, Wang Qiang burst into laughter.

“Hahaha! Classic ‘hiding in plain sight,’ huh?”

He immediately saw through her tactic.

(End of Chapter 121) 


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Receiving Texts from the Future

Receiving Texts from the Future

收到未来短信,我赚百亿很合理吧
Score 9.5
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese

Full Title: Receiving Texts from the Future—Isn't Making Billions Only Natural?

A mysterious friend request from someone named "Scalding Hot Noodles" An unknown contact that doesn’t seem to exist. A message claiming to be from her future self, knowing everything about her past. Fang Xiaocao is completely bewildered. Scalding Hot Noodles: Danger ahead. Don’t go home tonight. “What kind of lunatic…?” Rolling her eyes, Fang Xiaocao dismisses the cryptic warning and unlocks her apartment door. Scalding Hot Noodles: At midnight, there will be knocking. If you don’t want to die, don’t turn on the light. 00:00:00 – Midnight. A sudden knock wakes her up. Just as she reaches for the bedside lamp, she remembers that bizarre message. She hesitates. Pulls her hand back. Hides under the covers until dawn. The next morning, news breaks—her neighbor, a single woman living alone, was murdered at midnight. Cold sweat drenches Fang Xiaocao. Scalding Hot Noodles: To celebrate surviving the night, head to the flea market before 3 PM. Booth #7. Buy the seventh inkstone on the left. The seller wants 80 yuan, but it’s worth 8 million. After last night, Fang Xiaocao dares not ignore the message. She buys the inkstone for 100 yuan. Antique Appraisal: Imperial Qianlong Inkstone—Valued at 8 million! Fang Xiaocao stands frozen in shock. Following the next set of instructions, she purchases a second-hand car… Only to get entangled in a murder case—along with a fortune worth hundreds of millions. Who is behind these messages? Is it really her future self? Or is she unknowingly caught in some eerie, high-stakes game?
Content Warning:
This story contains scenes with bloody and violent descriptions that may be disturbing to some readers. Please proceed with caution and take care of yourself while reading.

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