I am Zhang Tianyuan's daughter.

The one lying in the bathtub is the real Wang Tiantian.

She had already died a week ago.

I took on her identity to come up the mountain.

It wasn't a waste of the six months I spent on plastic surgery. The operation was very successful, at least none of the four people in the villa noticed.

This is also thanks to the one year I spent learning Wang Tiantian's voice, actions, and habits.

After all, I had been working as a cleaner at her house for more than a year.

I was very familiar with all her habits.

Although I didn't need to meet with the employer, the countless pinhole cameras I left in her house recorded every one of her habits and every move she made.