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Jason's mind echoed with the various traces left by the victim, Arthur Fernandez, before his death. Each clue seemed to carry different directions, yet no matter how hard he tried, he felt perpetually just a step away from the truth. Especially that torn letter; it was not merely a fragment of physical evidence but rather a massive barrier leading Jason into an increasingly complex mystery.
That night, the howling winds of the blizzard screamed outside the train, making time feel less significant. The train moved slowly through the endless snowy night, and in the silent carriage, the air was heavy with tension. Jason stepped back into Fernandez's bedroom, clutching the already torn letter. Although most of the letter's content had been shredded beyond recognition, Jason could still glean some crucial information from the remnants. The frayed edges of the paper clearly indicated that it had been deliberately torn apart, as if someone did not want its contents to be seen by others.
Careful Jason noticed that some words remained on the paper, such as "Business Crisis" and "Conflict of Interest," hinting at immense pressure Fernandez faced regarding certain critical business decisions. The content of the letter might relate to the dilemmas confronting the victim and some past power struggles. A sense of unease surged within Jason—this letter appeared to be a form of threat, perhaps a warning from some interest group to Fernandez or a premonition of an impending crisis.
Jason meticulously examined every trace on the letter, trying to extract more clues, but the information was scattered and unclear, making it impossible for him to directly connect these clues with other details of the case. He tucked the letter away, deciding to conduct a more detailed analysis later. At that moment, Jason realized that Fernandez's death was far more complicated than it appeared on the surface.
As Jason continued to ponder, others in the carriage were not idle; everyone seemed to be silently observing his every move. Isabelle Leon had grown unusually quiet; she no longer engaged in light conversations as she had before. Her gaze occasionally drifted toward Fernandez's portrait, as if she were deep in thought. Despite her tightly closed lips and seemingly indifferent demeanor, Jason sensed a hidden pain and struggle in her slightly trembling eyes. She seemed to be avoiding something or facing an undeniable truth.
Thomas Harrison's anxiety also escalated; he began frequently asking Jason about the progress of the investigation. His tone carried an evident urgency and anxiety; clearly, he felt tremendous pressure regarding the victim's death. The longer it dragged on, the more restless he became. Jason keenly perceived that in this confined space, even minor emotional fluctuations could reveal significant clues. Each person's behavior silently conveyed some form of information.
"Look, Harper," Thomas suddenly whispered, his voice tinged with suppressed fear, "do you think Fernandez's death could be related to some secrets he kept? I can't believe this was just an accident."
Jason raised an eyebrow slightly and turned his gaze toward Thomas, a sense of alertness rising within him. "What do you mean?"
Thomas's voice dropped lower, filled with tension. "I've heard about some collaborations he had with others, especially regarding that Transnational Transaction and some improper dealings within our Chamber of Commerce." He paused and glanced around before whispering, "His death might uncover things that shouldn't see the light."
Thomas's words deepened Jason's suspicions. Fernandez's death was undoubtedly not merely due to personal vendetta but was closely tied to larger entanglements of interests. Each suspect might be hiding an unresolved secret behind them, and these secrets could very well be the root cause of his demise.
Jason realized that Fernandez’s involvement in Transnational Transactions and improper activities within the Chamber of Commerce might just be the tip of a much larger conspiracy iceberg. The fear evident in Thomas’s tone revealed an important fact: Fernandez’s death could be linked to matters that certain individuals desperately wanted to conceal.
However, what troubled Jason even more was that he found no direct evidence related to business transactions or political scandals in Fernandez’s room. All clues that could unveil Fernandez’s true nature seemed carefully hidden away. Jason couldn’t help but wonder if someone had deliberately buried these clues deeper or even fabricated some “irrelevant” traces to obfuscate the truth further.
At that moment, Jason's phone suddenly rang. Although he was well aware that signal reception on the train was nearly impossible, the sound of the ringing brought a sense of unease. Alert, Jason picked up the phone, and the screen displayed an unfamiliar number, causing his heart to race. He had never seen this number before, nor had he ever contacted it.
After a brief hesitation, Jason answered the call. A low voice from the other end spoke, "You'd better stop your investigation, or you'll become the next victim."
The sound of the call disconnecting was unusually clear, but all Jason felt was a chilling pressure. He silently set down his phone, a deep sense of unease rising within him. This was not just a simple threat; it felt as if someone had already taken notice of his actions and was warning him to cease his inquiries. Jason understood that this call signified that certain individuals were prepared to take action to cover up the truth at any cost.
Though there was no direct evidence linking this threat to the case, Jason knew he was getting closer to a hidden vortex. Each step he took challenged an invisible enemy, and this investigation seemed to have only just begun.
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