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Receiving Texts from the Future – CH191

A Series of Visitors

Chapter 191: A Series of Visitors

Fang Xiaocao crouched by the stairs, carefully peeking through the railing to observe the scene below.

She immediately spotted a shadowy figure limping and cursing as he emerged from the basement.

Judging by his build, it was a man—slender and frail.

Fang Xiaocao quickly recalled the events of the day, comparing this figure with Han Xue’s group.

Before long, she had her answer.

It was a scrawny middle-aged man from Han Xue’s team.

She remembered him well—he had the look of a “gentlemanly scoundrel,” wearing gold-rimmed glasses with a sharp, sinister gaze full of malice.

It seemed that he had injured his leg.

He must have been hidden in the basement by Han Xue’s team before Shi Guang and his men stormed the villa.

At that thought, Fang Xiaocao smirked coldly.

Perfect. She could capture him and interrogate him about Han Xue’s whereabouts and their organization.

Any faction capable of challenging Blacklist and still standing proved its strength.

If the opportunity arose, Fang Xiaocao wouldn’t mind playing both sides against each other, using this faction to divert Blacklist’s attention.

Perhaps she could even incite a full-scale war between the two forces!

Determined, she finalized her plan.

The so-called “gentlemanly scoundrel” hobbled over to the villa’s sofa, collapsing onto it with a groan as he rubbed his injured leg.

It was evident his wound was serious and severely affected his mobility.

Even the short journey from the basement to the living room had left him utterly exhausted.

Seeing his condition, Fang Xiaocao knew he wouldn’t be able to escape easily.

She quietly retreated into her bedroom.

Pulling out her phone, she tapped on Tom’s chat and sent him a message:
“Tom, how’s it going?”

[Tom: Princess, I’m all done here. I’ll be there shortly to meet up with you!]

Fang Xiaocao let out a breath of relief upon seeing Tom’s response, knowing that he hadn’t been detained by the police.

“Be careful on your way here. There’s a man on the first floor of Villa 5—one of the guys from Han Xue’s group who occupied the attic this morning. His leg is injured, and he’s been hiding in the basement this whole time.”

She quickly summarized the situation and sent it to Tom.

[Tom: Princess, are you okay?]
[Tom: Stay hidden! I’ll be there soon!]

Tom was clearly alarmed.

Given his keen judgment, he could tell that Han Xue’s crew were dangerous criminals—true desperados.

He was worried about Fang Xiaocao’s safety.

“Don’t worry, I won’t act rashly.”

Understanding Tom’s concerns, she sent him a reassuring message.

[Tom: I’ll be there soon!]

Tom’s reply was firm and decisive.

“Don’t rush. Wait until you arrive. When you get here, be careful not to alert him.”

“I want to capture him alive and interrogate him about Han Xue and their organization.”

She explained her plan.

[Tom: Got it!]

At that moment, the sound of footsteps echoed from the staircase.

Fang Xiaocao’s heart skipped a beat.

The “gentlemanly scoundrel” was coming upstairs!

She quickly put away her phone, grabbed her gear, and slid under the bed.

If her goal was to capture him alive, she had no intention of engaging in direct combat.

Killing was easy—capturing was hard.

If it were a life-or-death fight, Fang Xiaocao wasn’t afraid. She had the advantage of surprise and could use various methods to take him down.

But subduing him without killing him? That was another challenge entirely.

Hiding under the bed, she strained her ears to listen.

The man was dragging his injured leg, climbing the stairs painfully slow.

After nearly ten minutes, he finally reached her floor.

“Huff… Huff…”

Fang Xiaocao could even hear his heavy breathing.

Thud… Thud… Thud…

His footsteps approached her room.

Instinctively, she gripped her black dagger tightly and held her breath.

Through the gap in the bedsheet, she stared at the door.

However, instead of entering, he hesitated outside for a moment before turning and limping toward another guest room.

Phew…

Hearing him leave, Fang Xiaocao exhaled softly.

The thought of sharing a room with that “gentlemanly scoundrel” unsettled her.

Just then—
BANG!

A loud noise erupted from the first floor.

The sudden sound startled both Fang Xiaocao and the man.

“What the hell?!”

“Are they finally here to pick me up?”

She heard him curse.

Then, the villa’s front door creaked open.

Footsteps—both heavy and light—echoed across the wooden floor.

A man and a woman.

“Could it be Han Xue’s team?”

Fang Xiaocao frowned.

She quickly grabbed her phone and messaged Tom.

“Tom, the situation has changed. More people just arrived at the villa. Judging by their footsteps, there’s a man and a woman. It could be Han Xue’s team coming to retrieve their injured member.”

“Be extra careful when you arrive. They might have lookouts. Don’t let them spot you.”

[Tom: Understood!]
[Tom: Princess, stay safe. Han Xue’s people are dangerous. Don’t expose yourself.]

“Got it. I’ll be careful.”

His concern made her heart warm.

Then—

“Damn it! I came here so many times and never found it. But now, that woman’s people took it!”

A furious voice echoed from downstairs.

Fang Xiaocao froze.

“It’s not Han Xue’s team?”

Doubt flickered across her mind.

Then, a realization hit her.

She had a good guess about who these intruders were.

It was Taotie—the butcher from Blacklist.

The one who had murdered people and cooked them in Villa 5.

A shiver ran down her spine.

Taotie was a true monster.

If she had to face him, she wasn’t sure she could win.

She immediately grabbed her phone and sent a message to Tom.

“Tom, it’s not Han Xue’s people. It’s Taotie from Blacklist!”

“Boss, why are we here?”

A woman’s voice drifted up from the living room.

(End of Chapter 191)

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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