On the Stage, My Fate Is up to Me.

My name is Shen Moqing, an inconspicuous military student in Shengping Department. Originally, they just wanted to investigate a murder case, but the dead colleague was holding half of a forbidden opera line in his hand, and he was still laughing before he died. Master told me not to touch this case, but I didn't listen. Then I checked out the ghost market. I found that old playbook that shouldn't exist. It was found that a person who calls himself the "Drama Fairy" wrote everyone's scripts behind the scenes. Later, I saw someone singing in an opera, wearing the clothes of my father who had been missing for three years, singing the unfinished part of "Pick the Pulley". After singing, his orifices were bleeding, and he still had a smile on his face. They call it 'losing'. I don't believe in fate. I want to find out who the screenwriter of this play is, find out what my father found out back then, and find out what shady things are buried under the century-old government office of Shengping Department. Until that day, I stood in front of an empty stage, with a faceless figure sitting on the stage. The man spoke, his voice was very soft, as if he had sung a four-hundred-year-old opera, and finally waited for the next line: "Are you going to sing in this play, or not?"