Shen Feng's eyes widened. He immediately expanded the message to view its full details, cross-referencing it with related information from that time.
This included records from the police department, hospitals, and other institutions.
A photograph appeared before him. It was a corpse whose face had been obliterated by a gunshot, a mangled mess of blood and flesh, its features unrecognizable.
But from the clothes and the backpack, it was clear this was this world's "him"!
'No wonder this world's "him" didn't step up when the Gray Tide hit. He'd already been assassinated!'
'But who was responsible?'
'The Whisperer? The Purification Society? Or someone else entirely?'
According to the New York Police Department's classification at the time, the case was treated as a simple robbery-homicide. They claimed all the money on the deceased's person was gone.
But Shen Feng knew he rarely carried cash, relying mostly on Bitcoin and electronic payments.
