Seems like everybody and his cousin cluster around the dead body, some hiding to witness the murder, some trying to steal something within seconds of the murder, some stumbling across the murder scene and then touching everything in sight to ensure that their fingerprints make them the prime suspect. They're like moths to the flame, lemmings over a cliff, they just can't resist the urge to be in the same place in the same short stretch of time with all the others. It's uncanny.
Review of The Case of the Accosted Accountant
