Chapter 1110: 1110 Heather of the Other Shore Flower Sea (134)
Yes, to most people at this mont, Heather and Xiao Man are no longer just similar. Standing there, she seems to overlap nearly ninety percent with the forr Xiao Man—her height, her temperant, even the tattoo and its exact placent are identical.
This is already an eerily close resemblance, a chilling aura drifting in from all around.
Soone whispered, "Could it really be Xiao Man? Too much resentnt, lingering in the world unwilling to leave, coming back for revenge..."
All kinds of wild imaginations began to take shape.
Is Heather really Xiao Man?
The majority of people only pondered over it briefly and did not truly believe so. After all, Xiao Man is already dead. No matter how supernatural it might seem, science remains unable to explain or even acknowledge such an event, especially because many among them had played a part in berating Xiao Man.
No one would truly accept the idea that she ca back from Hell for revenge—that would be far too unsettling.
The speculation about whether Heather was Xiao Man spread wildly within the film crew over the following days, until an intrigue-loving crew mber brought forth explosive news that pushed the rumor into even more bizarre territory.
Tang Ming was dead.
Forest Adventurer discovered a male corpse at the bottom of a cliff. DNA tests confird the body to be Tang Ming, who had gone missing for a long ti. He had been shot before being thrown off the cliff.
The case beca increasingly enigmatic due to a complete lack of leads.
So claid Xiao Man had transford into Heather to seek revenge, suggesting that Tang Ming’s death stemd from his strong support for Qu Leqi—in the campaign that ultimately forced Xiao Man to her death, he had contributed a great deal of effort.
"But what does this even have to do with Sister Weiwei? The police determined the ti of death, and it was just hours after your accident. At that ti, you were still in the intensive care unit. How could you possibly fly over and kill him?!"
Therefore, even though Heather had a motive for the cri, she had a solid alibi, proving it had nothing to do with her.
No one knew who had started brewing trouble in the crew, spreading terror with claims like, "First Tang Ming, who’s next?" Their whispers stirred unease among the mbers of the crew.
"Yeah, I couldn’t possibly leave the intensive care unit at that ti to kill anyone. So... who could it have been?" Heather seed to be discussing with Su Jin, though in truth, she was simply murmuring to herself. She silently speculated on various possibilities in her mind.
And then, a peculiar and inexplicable notion suddenly erged.
"Perhaps it was an old enemy of his?" Su Jin chid in, adding, "Tang Ming was capable of doing sothing like that to Sister Weiwei—it shows his character is far from great. He must’ve crossed paths with soone in the darker corners of society. And it was purely coincidental that the incident happened on the day you had your accident. Just an odd coincidence, no big deal."
However, in Heather’s heart, another answer had already begun to form.
...
"Miss Hai, this way, please. Mr. Nian is in the room down this hallway," Yi Yang respectfully guided Heather down another corridor.
During his stay in Linyang, he had been residing at this hotel, and the room number assigned to him hadn’t changed.
Heather tentatively asked, "I’ve co over so abruptly... am I not being a bother?"
"How could it be? Mr. Nian would surely welco Miss Hai’s arrival."
"Why’s that?"
"Miss Hai has a pleasant temperant, easy to get along with."
She smiled faintly and refuted, "My temperant isn’t pleasant at all."
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