C65 Sketch

"Why is there a diary?" Old Sun rubbed his head as he looked at the handwriting on the diary. It was exactly the same as the previous one.

"If you ask me, who should I ask?" I frowned and flipped open the notebook. "You'll know when you see what's written inside."

"Hey, be careful!" Old Sun complained in a bad mood. One must know that this was a piece of evidence