Officer Jiang Meng is dead.

Mingzhe put his hands together and looked at his sister thoughtfully. She was the culprit of their most disastrous and dangerous schemes as children. It seemed she had not changed. 

"What are you plotting now?" He asked her. "A prison riot is not a small thing, it results in injuries and death sometimes. You are going to need to be more detailed and very specific. Be precise Meilin, don't make jokes." 

The only times when her brother called her Meilin was when he meant serious business. So, Mei Mei decided to be serious Meilin. "It is my hope that someone will die indeed. Specifically, Mo Chenyu. That idiot had the guts to put a hit out on me. It seems, he still has some money stashed away somewhere that you have not found."

Mingzhe stood up, nostrils flared and shoulders tense. "Did I just hear you say that Mo Chenyu put a hit out on you? I am going to rip his his insides out with my bare hands. I have tolerated those Mo worms long enough it is time to...."