The group split up to search; having Luke was neither a surplus nor a deficit.
Luke walked up to Manager Liao, sized him up and down, and offered him a cigarette, "Manager Liao, care for one?"
The winery was so large that aimless searching was futile; it was better to talk to the person in charge. Relatively speaking, Luke was more skilled at dealing with people.
"Thank you." Manager Liao took the cigarette.
Luke asked, "Do you speak Mandarin?"
"Yes. How should I address you?" Manager Liao also began speaking in Mandarin.
"My last name is Li, forensic consultant of Faubourg Heights."
"Pardon me for not realizing earlier, it's Consultant Li." Manager Liao took out a lighter and lit Luke's cigarette first, "Consultant Li, we really don't have any contraband here.
Is someone framing me?"
"You'll have to ask yourself that." Luke stared at him.
