I Received Messages From Future Self!-Chapter 190 - : Tom’s Desire to Perform

Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Tom’s Desire to Perform

“Oh~”

“Mr. Officer, you arrived just in time!”

“I just experienced a home invasion by about a dozen people, each wielding a knife, which scared me to death.”

Tom exclaimed rather exaggeratedly.

Hearing Tom’s words, the officers were momentarily stunned.

They immediately became alert, “Mr., where are the robbers?”

“Inside my room!”

Tom answered truthfully.

Hearing Tom’s words, the officers were collectively stunned again, looking at Tom oddly.

A dozen robbers?

A home invasion?

Still in the room?

Then how did you come out to open the door?

“The robbers are in the room?”

One officer asked, puzzled.

“Yes, Mr. Officer.”

“I’ve learned Kung Fu, just like Bruce Lee, and knocked all those robbers out!”

As he spoke, Tom even mimicked Bruce Lee’s signature moves.

Hearing Tom’s words, the officers looked utterly baffled.

One person knocked out over a dozen men?

Do you think this is a Kung Fu movie?

Even well-trained special forces, when facing a dozen armed criminals without using firearms, would find it hard to stand here unscathed.

“Mr. Officers, please come in and take them away; I need to go to the hotel to file a complaint, as it’s just too unsafe here,”

Tom said, gesturing wildly while stepping aside from the door to clear the way for the officers.

Following Tom’s departure, the officers also saw the scene inside the room.

Seventeen people were lying on the floor in a mess, moaning continuously.

Only now did the officers believe Tom’s story.

The officers immediately sprang into action, calling for backup, summoning ambulances, recording Tom’s statement, and checking the injuries of those assassins.

Clearly, they all conducted themselves with high professional standards, proceeding in an orderly fashion.

“Mr. Tom, could you explain what’s with these steel nails on the suspects?”

One officer asked while assessing the injuries.

“Oh~”

“Mr. Officer, this is Kung Fu!”

“It’s Flying Dagger!”

“The whooshing kind!”

Tom, full of animated gestures, vividly explained to the officer.

“Um… ”

This officer, with a face full of disbelief, thought: “Why is this foreigner so overly dramatic?”

“So…”

“Mr. Tom, are you sure you’re not joking?”

“I need to remind you that in our country, cooperating with law enforcement is mandatory, and everything you say has legal consequences. If you deliberately speak nonsense during the cooperation, it will be considered obstruction of justice,”

the officer explained sternly to Tom.

“Oh~”

“Dear Mr. Officer, I swear to God everything I said is true!”

“If you don’t believe me, I can demonstrate it for you.”

Tom continued in his flamboyant style, talking while making gestures.

The officer smiled helplessly, picked up a steel nail, and handed it to Tom, saying, “Then please show us.”

“But you only get one chance, and if you mess it up, I might have to take you back to the station for further investigation.”

Tom blinked and accepted the steel nail, smiling, “Don’t worry, Mr. Officer, I won’t let you down.”

“Mr. Officer, watch closely~”

“My movements are very fast.”

Tom said, smiling mysteriously.

Officer nodded, made a gesture inviting Tom to start his performance.

Tom nodded, and in front of the cops, he flicked his wrist and shot the steel nail out.

The steel nail “swooshed” through the air and “thunked” into the door frame nearby.

“Officer, what do you think?”

Tom shrugged and said with a grin.

The policemen were all stunned by Tom’s act.

The officer gave Tom a thumbs-up in approval.

…

Fang Xiaocao ran back to the villa complex, entered successfully using her homeowner identity, and arrived at Villa No. 5.

She opened the password lock, entered Villa No. 5, but did not turn on the lights—she didn’t even use her phone’s flashlight.

She was afraid that the light might attract trouble.

Fang Xiaocao looked around the living room and noticed some traces of blood on the floor.

It was unclear whether they belonged to the police or Han Xue and her people.

Fang Xiaocao went upstairs, climbing to the attic in the dark.

Then, using the moonlight, she inspected the attic.

Bullet holes were everywhere.

And there were many bloodstains.

Clearly, some of Han Xue’s people had been injured, even killed.

After looking around, Fang Xiaocao came down from the attic and randomly picked an empty room to lie down on the bed.

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She took out her phone and opened WeChat.

She sent a message to Hot Noodles:

“Any results yet?”

Fang Xiaocao was eager to know the exact relationship between Zhi Group and the Blacklist.

[Hot Noodles: How could it be so quick!]

[Hot Noodles: It’s night here too, how am I supposed to check this late?]

Reading Hot Noodles’ messages, Fang Xiaocao blinked and felt it made sense.

“Sorry, haha, I was being silly.”

Fang Xiaocao stuck out her tongue and replied to Hot Noodles.

[Hot Noodles: Why did you go back to Villa No. 5?]

Hot Noodles inquired with confusion.

“If not Villa No. 5, where would I go?”

Fang Xiaocao replied helplessly via WeChat.

[Hot Noodles: Okay then, you rest up, I need to get some beauty sleep too.]

[Hot Noodles: Getting older, lack of sleep is bad for the skin.]

Fang Xiaocao put down her phone and gazed at the starry sky outside the window, her thoughts wandering.

She wasn’t sleepy as she had slept too much in the afternoon.

In the basement of Villa No. 5.

A figure stood up, stretched his limbs, and limped towards the basement door.

“Damn it, they said they would come back for me, yet they still haven’t shown up. These bastards, are they leaving me to die here on purpose?”

The man cursed as he walked.

He “clicked” the basement door lock and with a “creak,” pushed the door open forcefully.

The sound of the basement door opening was particularly harsh in the empty villa.

On the second floor, Fang Xiaocao instantly sprang up from the bed.

“Someone’s here!”

Fang Xiaocao’s eyes widened, almost crying out.

She never expected someone to be in Villa No. 5!

“It’s the basement!”

Fang Xiaocao murmured to herself.

That was the sound of a metal door opening.

And in the entire Villa No. 5, only the basement door was made of metal.

Fang Xiaocao quietly got out of bed, unzipped her backpack, and took out the gun and the black dagger, holding them in her hands.

With a gun in one hand and the dagger in the other, Fang Xiaocao quietly opened the door of the room and, guided by the moonlight, moved towards the stairs.