"Alcohol?" The members of the Qingxian Society were taken aback by Magistrate Lu's observation.
"Lu Ping," Lu Xuan called.
"Present!" Lu Ping's voice was loud and clear.
"Take your tools and examine the body in the river... Be careful to approach from that side to avoid disturbing the scene," Lu Xuan instructed.
"Yes!" Lu Ping, carrying a bag of coroner's tools, circled around to the body without disturbing the crime scene.
He turned the body over and frowned. After a brief examination of the victim's face and a check of the nose and mouth, Lu Ping announced loudly, "Lord, this man... drowned! There's a strong... smell of alcohol on his body!"
The Qingxian Society members were visibly surprised.
"I have a keen sense of smell," Lu Xuan remarked calmly.
