Ling Zhenfei said, "Good idea, let's do it. So what should we do now?"
Chen Qian said, "Let's head back first and pull off the full performance. You have to play dead."
Ling Zhenfei said, "Is that necessary?"
Chen Qian laughed and said, "Of course, it's necessary. That way, it seems real."
Ling Zhenfei said, "Alright, since that's the case, let's give it a try. I hope your method really works."
The car returned to the detention center, and Ling Zhenfei and several others went inside to start arranging everything.
This time, it was Chen Qian's plan, and everything followed his lead. The plan was set to begin in about an hour.
By noon, Ling Zhenfei was eating in the detention center as usual, when suddenly, the inmates from Prison Number Eight pounced on him.
Ling Zhenfei didn't react and fell into a pool of blood. Everyone was shocked; no one could believe that the invincible Ling Zhenfei in the detention center was killed.
