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Receiving Texts from the Future – CH180

Hot Noodles: Want to Know the Secret of Villa No. 5?

Chapter 180: Hot Noodles: Want to Know the Secret of Villa No. 5?

“Forget it, I can’t be bothered to argue with you.”

Fang Xiaocao waved her hand dismissively at the innkeeper, stretched lazily, and yawned.

“I’m too tired. This room is no longer an option. Find me another one.”

She fixed her gaze on the innkeeper and spoke in a firm tone.

“Alright, alright! Come with me!”

Hearing this, the innkeeper looked as if he’d been granted amnesty. He nodded repeatedly, acting like a lackey, and led Fang Xiaocao down the hallway.

Fang Xiaocao returned to her room, grabbed her bag, and followed the innkeeper to an empty room. She took the key card from him and slammed the door shut.

Standing behind the door, she pressed her ear against it, listening for any movements outside.

She couldn’t just blindly trust the innkeeper. Who knew if he was lying?

What if he was actually part of the Blacklist organization? His claim of taking money might just be an excuse.

“Sigh…”

Outside, the innkeeper let out a long sigh and trudged toward the stairs. Soon, the sound of his footsteps descending to the first floor faded away.

“Could he really be innocent?”

Fang Xiaocao blinked and murmured to herself.

Only after confirming that the innkeeper had indeed left did she relax. Carrying her bag, she walked into the bedroom.

The suite was identical in layout to her previous room.

She made a quick sweep of the room, ensuring that in case of danger, she had an escape route. Satisfied, she finally got into bed.

She only needed to stay for one night. By morning, she’d be gone.

This place was compromised. If it weren’t so late at night, forcing her to stay or sleep on the streets, she wouldn’t have stayed even for a few hours.

After setting her phone to loud mode, Fang Xiaocao finally lay down and instantly fell asleep.

She was utterly exhausted!

She had barely slept before those four idiotic assassins woke her up by picking her door lock.

Meanwhile…

“Boss, we got a message from our people.”

A female secretary approached Taotie, holding her phone with an uneasy expression.

“She escaped again?”

Taotie, smoking a cigarette, glanced at her and sneered.

“No…”

The secretary forced a smile.

“Hmm?”

“Did they succeed?”

Taotie raised an eyebrow in surprise.

“No…”

The secretary shook her head.

“Speak clearly!”

Taotie frowned, his patience wearing thin.

“They failed.”

“All four of them were defeated by the target.”

The secretary spoke in a hushed tone.

“Say everything at once! Stop stammering!”

Taotie’s voice grew cold.

“Yes!”

Startled by his killing intent, the secretary quickly complied.

“All four were injured by the target and handed over to the police.”

“Useless trash!”

Taotie’s expression darkened.

“Not only did they fail, but they even got arrested?”

“Who trained these idiots? And who was dumb enough to approve them for missions?”

Enraged, Taotie stood up abruptly, pacing like a furious lion.

“Not worth rescuing.”

“Bringing them back would be a waste of resources.”

“Send someone to eliminate them.”

After a long pause, he spoke coldly.

“Understood!”

The secretary trembled and quickly left.

She didn’t want to stay near Taotie when he was in this mood—it was far too dangerous.

Once she was gone, Taotie lit another cigarette and took a deep drag.

The Next Morning

At exactly 7 a.m., Fang Xiaocao’s alarm rang.

She picked up her phone and checked the time.

Seeing that it was still early, she lay in bed for a few more minutes before finally getting up.

After washing up and taking a quick shower, she grabbed her backpack and left the room.

Checking out at the reception, she left the inn and rented a shared bike, heading toward another inn she had found earlier.

This place was no longer safe—time to move again.

Since the Blacklist could find her no matter where she went, she didn’t bother looking for some ultra-secret hideout.

She knew that no matter how well she hid, they would take the same amount of time to track her down.

After a half-hour ride, she parked the bike and walked straight into her new inn to check in.

This time, she rented an entire two-bedroom suite.

No more shared accommodations!

She didn’t want innocent people getting caught up in any future fights with the Blacklist.

Lying on the bed, Fang Xiaocao pulled out her phone and sent a message to Hot Noodles.

[Fang Xiaocao]: How’s the combat training thing going?

[Hot Noodles]: Found it!

The reply came instantly, as if Hot Noodles had been waiting.

[Fang Xiaocao]: Where?

Excited, she sat up abruptly and sent another message.

The response made her freeze.

[Hot Noodles]: Villa No. 5!

“What? Villa No. 5?”

Fang Xiaocao exclaimed aloud.

“That can’t be right!”

She quickly typed back.

[Hot Noodles]: Why not?

A question in return.

[Hot Noodles]: Remember the corpse-cooking case at Villa No. 5?

Ignoring her shock, Hot Noodles sent another message.

“Of course I remember!”

She replied.

[Hot Noodles]: But do you know what started it?

Fang Xiaocao rolled her eyes. How am I supposed to know that?

[Fang Xiaocao]: You think I would know?

[Hot Noodles]: Beg me, and I’ll tell you!

Fang Xiaocao: “…”

After taking a deep breath, she forced herself to type:

[Fang Xiaocao]: Darling, pretty please~

[Hot Noodles]: Gross…

Fang Xiaocao: “…”

[Hot Noodles]: The corpse-cooking tragedy at Villa No. 5 started because the homeowner’s younger sister met a man while staying there.

[Hot Noodles]: That man was none other than Taotie from the Blacklist.

[Hot Noodles]: Taotie is just as terrifying as Capricorn, especially in close-quarter combat.

[Hot Noodles]: The younger sister, who was quite pretty, fell for Taotie at first sight and did everything she could to get close to him. Taotie, just looking for fun, went along with it and moved into Villa No. 5.

(End of Chapter 180)

Receiving Texts from the Future

Receiving Texts from the Future

收到未来短信,我赚百亿很合理吧
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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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