My name is Chen Mo, a former criminal police officer, now working in the Ancient Book Restoration Department of the Municipal Archives. My job content is: affixing the character "quiet" to a fragment of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" that is said to turn pages by itself in the middle of the night; regularly oiling and maintaining a compass from the Republic of China that always points to a haunted house at midnight; and, every morning, I go downstairs to the "Fuman Building" to bring various breakfast items to my section chief Shen Sanwan who is wearing bracelets and drinking wolfberry tea.
Until that day, a "WeChat step count murder case" was handed over to our department - the deceased died suddenly and mysteriously after his WeChat step count was accurately stuck at "25,000" for seven consecutive days every day. On the screen of his mobile phone, there was a WeChat sports avatar that I had never seen before, with his figure reflected in his pupils. . .
