Chapter 17 - It's My Fault

• Javier Zhong shook his head lightly, "There was a day when I was going through my mother's things after she had passed on... I noticed a White envelope stuck between the pages of her diary. The letter inside wrote..."
• [If you are reading this note and I did not come back alive on 21 March, know that I was murdered.]
• With a heavy pause, he said, "That was the exact day that she had passed on. Though the writings were poorly scribbled, I could still recognise that it was my mother's handwriting."