Gurung lay face-down on the ground, with blood congealing at the back of his head. A huge blood stain surrounded his head.
Looking at the traces of blood on the ground, that had already begun to freeze, Shen Yue asked, "Have you all checked Gurung's body?"
"Master indeed speaks like a professional," said Mr. Hansen, lifting his thumb. "When we found this place, Vina was the first one to enter. Vina screamed, Mr. and Mrs. Smith and I also rushed in. We found Gurung lying face up, with a large pool of fresh blood on the ground, still unfrozen."
"So Gurung wasn't dead for long." Shen Yue analyzed.
Hansen nodded in agreement, "We all think so."
Shen Yue suddenly looked sideways at the Smith couple. "What's your perspective on this?"
Mrs. Smith had been covering her mouth, puzzling over Shen Yue's questions. Mr. Smith finally said, "We have no experience in these matters, but I think what Mr. Hansen said makes sense."