Chapter 175: The storm after the calm
The next day was the last day the crew and Jia were to be staying for this trip. The flight back home to Beijing would be in the early hours of the next day and everybody took this time to rest.
After more investigation, Lei Honghui found out that Xin Manchu indeed had the previous knowledge of Wan Guanting’s hypertension so him asking for the cold medicine from the hotel’s staff wasn’t a coincidence. Currently, the version the police believed was that after mixing the cold medicine, Xin Manchu climbed the balcony from Zeng Shan’s balcony to assure himself of Wan Guanting’s death.
But he might have realized that he was still breathing and alive and in a state of panic, he used the pillow to suffocate him and kill any further possibility of living.
At the same time as this was shed to light, Chow Mey was finally released from Tianjin Bureau’s custody after she came forward to tell what really happened that night. She had fainted after realizing Wan Guanting’s death and she had no clue about the identity of the killer. She didn’t have any sleeping pills in her possession nor could they find any tracks of her getting her hands on those pills.
Dong Haoyu was released too as the only reason for his confession was out of his emotions and to protect Chow Mey.
Except Xin Manchu, everybody was back in the hotel, anxiously waiting for the day to end so that they could head back to Beijing. At the same time, a storm also riled up in the media with Xin Manchu’s arrest. Messages and disbelief flooded over the social media that he would turn out to be the killer.
Jia looked at herself in the mirror and exhaled a deep breath. Thinking of the news she was about to break, her heart couldn’t help but squeeze with lament.
Taking her stick’s support, she slowly supported her weight on it and dragged her feet outside. As she opened the door, a smiling devil’s face greeted her with zest.
"It’s such a beautiful morning, isn’t it~?" Mingshen chuckled merrily as if last night’s conversation never happened.
But it wasn’t a merry morning for Jia. On the contrary, she felt she wanted to escape from this painful responsibility.
Mingshen whistled with his hands in his coat’s pockets. "It was such a bummer this morning, Spicy. Listen to my sorrowful story! I wanted to take a walk in the garden but guess who I saw? That lover boy and the actress were having their own dreamy walk. It felt so warm and fuzzy that I just couldn’t stand standing there," he sighed. "I am more used to the coldness of my beautiful lab, not this emotional, sensitive atmosphere. It gave me such creeps."