Half an hour later, Lu Zhan came down from upstairs, his face etched with disappointment, utterly clueless.
Ling Tianyu and the other two saw this and understood what was happening; now only the three of them remained.
"This looks challenging, I'll take a look," Jiang Beiliu said with a face full of interest, following the others upstairs.
Lu Zhan was discussing the situation inside with Ling Tianyu and Xuanwu Long.
"The man's body temperature is extremely high, and the temperature in the bedroom is even lower, it must be more than forty degrees below zero. The man is not old, about the same age as the woman who came in, look at my hand," Lu Zhan said, lifting his right hand.
There were blisters on the index and middle fingers of his right hand.
"Burned?" Xuanwu Long asked in surprise. If it was really from being burnt, how hot must the temperature have been?
