My name is Lin Mo.
In 1942, I traveled through time and became a telephone operator for the Wang Puppet Government.
In the eyes of everyone, I am a timid, submissive loser. My daily job is to plug and unplug lines in front of the switchboard, listening to the big shots plotting on the phone.
But no one knows that I can "hear" the secrets in their voices.
Whose vocal cords are lying, whose breaths are shaking, whose frequencies are fearful - I know it all.
The Japanese suspected that there was a mole in No. 76 And set up a special investigation team.
They checked everyone except me, the "transparent person."
Because in their files, Lin Mo - does not exist.
