The man had a huge protruding stomach as if it was almost busting the belt open. Under his head of thinning hair was a pair of mousy-looking eyes and a reddened nose full of rosacea. The man lifted his head and stared at Xu Lan who was suppressing his anger with a fearful look.
"How did you know that he was poisoned to death? It was just a drill, guys please don't panic. The reason I told all of you to stay behind is to prevent any misunderstanding, in case somebody starts telling tales irresponsibly as what this man here did. After all, you're held liable for the comments you post online!"
Xu Lan emphasized the last sentence on purpose while he stood in front of the man with the rosacea-reddened nose and examined him in a condescending manner. He waved his hand to signal the others to leave, but he grabbed the rosacea-nosed man's arm with the other hand, not allowing him to escape.
