I Received Messages From Future Self!

Chapter 129: Chapter 129 Tom’s Fast and Furious

“Investigate the ID card, find her family, and show them the photo of her post-surgery face,” Wang Qiang instructed Shi Guang, setting out the direction for further investigation. “Let her family confirm whether it’s really her.”

“Yes, team leader!”

Shi Guang hastily agreed and then quickly hung up the phone.

“Phew…”

“Glad I didn’t get scolded…”

Inside the city bureau, Shi Guang breathed a sigh of relief.

Shi Guang had braced himself for a scolding.

Unexpectedly, Wang Qiang had only yelled once.

This made Shi Guang feel as if he had gotten away with a great bargain.

…

In the hotel’s surveillance room.

Wang Qiang put down his phone and continued to monitor the screens, focusing on the fifth floor.

“Team leader, take a break.”

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“Have a bite to eat; I’ll keep an eye on it.”

A policewoman walked over carrying a boxed meal and said to Wang Qiang.

“Alright, you watch it for a while.”

Wang Qiang nodded, accepted the boxed meal, got up to give his chair to the policewoman, and went aside to eat.

The policewoman sat down and kept watch on the surveillance screens for Wang Qiang.

…

Room 507!

Fang Xiaocao finished her boxed meal, threw the packaging into the trash can, picked up her phone to check if there were any messages, saw there were none, and put it aside.

With nothing else to do and no way to leave the room, Fang Xiaocao decided to exercise.

Being in good physical condition was crucial for survival; Fang Xiaocao didn’t want to risk putting herself in danger due to any physical failings.

Yoga, squats, push-ups.

Fang Xiaocao had crafted a fitness regimen for herself.

It included full-body flexibility, stretching, lower body strength, waist and hips, as well as upper body strength.

…

Room 512!

“I’m hungry, let’s order some takeout,” Axi put down the gun and said to Han Xue.

“Here, order it yourself,” Han Xue tossed her phone onto the bed.

Han Xue was still holding a grudge in her heart.

“Dare to be fierce with me, little potato?”

“Hmph~”

Inside, Han Xue grumbled proudly to herself.

Axi glared at Han Xue, picked up the phone, and opened the takeout app.

It didn’t take long for him to place an order.

All the passwords had been extracted by Axi before the killing happened.

Axi tossed the phone back onto the bed.

He leaned on the couch, closed his eyes, and rested.

But his hand remained on the gun at all times.

Axi was on high alert, feeling no sense of security within.

…

“Stop the car up ahead, immediately!”

On a rural road, a Wuling Hongguang was speeding desperately.

Following closely behind the Wuling Hongguang were two police cars, their lights flashing frantically as they kept hot on the heels of the Wuling Hongguang.

From the loudspeakers of the police cars, they continued shouting at the Wuling Hongguang.

The driver of the Wuling Hongguang turned a deaf ear to the police’s shouts and kept his foot firmly on the accelerator.

“No way, I have to shake them off.”

“Princess Your Highness is still waiting for me to come back.”

The driver, clenching his teeth, said to himself.

That driver was Tom.

Tom really was having a string of bad luck.

He had just followed the GPS to a secluded spot in the suburbs, a good place to hide a body.

But just as he started digging, the wail of police sirens filled the air.

Tom was immediately shocked and started packing up, ready to flee.

But before he could ditch the Wuling Hongguang and run into the woods, he was surrounded by four police cars.

Tom, renowned on the blacklist as a top-notch assassin, reacted swiftly—not a boast by any means.

Seeing the four police cars closing in from all directions, Tom made a split-second decision, abandoning his shovel and jumping into the Wuling Hongguang. With a step on the gas, the small van shot forward with the push of a sports car.

As Tom attempted to escape, the police cars immediately gave chase.

Tom clenched his teeth and pulled out two button-sized microbombs from his pocket.

He took a casual glance at the rearview mirror, rolled down the window, and tossed out the microbombs.

These microbombs were equipped with electromagnets. After throwing them, Tom pulled out a small remote and pressed the red button.

Outside the window, the microbombs lying on the ground began to flash with red and green lights.

As the two leading police cars drove past, the electromagnets were triggered with a “snap,” attaching the bombs to the undersides of the cars.

Tom glanced at the rearview mirror and saw this, a cold smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

Tom squinted his eyes and pressed the red button on the mini remote.

“3, 2, 1!”

“Boom!”

Tom put away the remote, counting down in his heart.

The moment the word “boom” left his mouth, two dull thuds erupted from behind him. The undersides of the police cars caught by the microbombs instantly burst into flames.

The hoods of the police cars flew open.

They stalled and could not move anymore.

Tom had a sense of measure; the microbombs were not very powerful. They just damaged the cars, and the people inside were only shaken, not dead.

Having taken out two police cars in an instant, Tom’s confidence surged, and he pressed the Wuling Hongguang’s gas pedal to the floor.

The engine of the Wuling Hongguang roared furiously.

But in the end, it was a van and couldn’t shake off the two police cars relentlessly following behind.

“Damn…”

“This car’s speed is still lacking.”

Tom ground his teeth, muttering to himself.

Tom didn’t want to get caught.

Not to mention the two microbombs he had thrown earlier would be enough to put him away for a long time.

There were three bodies in his trunk.

Three lives.

This country had the death penalty.

Tom steered with one hand while frantically searching his body with the other for a weapon that could help him escape.

Soon, a light appeared in Tom’s eyes.

He fished out a Pokeball from his pants pocket.

Yes, a Pokeball.

The sort from cartoons, half red and half white, used for carrying Pokémon.

Looking at the Pokeball in his hand, Tom smiled slightly, weighing it, pressing the button on top, and casually throwing it out the window.

“Go, my treasure~”

Tom said with a chuckle.

The thrown Pokeball was like a tranquilizer for Tom.

Now, there was not a trace of anxiousness on Tom’s face.

“Boom!”

Just then, a loud explosion sounded.

The windows of the Wuling Hongguang vibrated with a “buzz.”

Tom shrank his neck and glanced at the rearview mirror, seeing the towering smoke behind the Wuling Hongguang. Tom’s mouth curled into a smug smile.

This Pokeball was his latest invention, a new type of weapon that combined Concussion Grenade, Flash Bomb, and Smoke Grenade in one small package.

It was designed to scare, not to wound.

A perfect companion for escaping, retreating, or attacking.

He had never tested it before.

This one had unintentionally ended up in his pocket while he was packing up his gear.

And who would have guessed, this accidental move was now serving such a significant purpose.

Tom brought the Wuling Hongguang to the foot of the mountains, placed a baseball bat on the gas pedal to keep it running, then leapt out the window in one bound.