Hong Kong, a city that never sleeps, always wakes up late and goes to bed late.

There are few shops like Yi Ji that open and close early, and that’s because the boss’s younger siblings have to go to school, so the shop has to follow the human biological clock.

At this time in the inland, the breakfast vendors are probably ready to greet the first customer in the hazy white in the east.

But Kowloon, which is bustling with traffic at night, is now snoring.

The morning in this city is so quiet.

In the haunted house, Jia Yi sat on the sofa and looked out the window, watching the hazy and dim city, which was covered with white mist and then dissipated.

The morning light outlined the outline of the steel monster. If you look closely, you will notice that the sleeping and silent building looks a bit scary.

Jiayi clenched her fists and didn't move. She didn't know whether she was afraid of missing the low-frequency booming sound by making a noise, or afraid of waking up the wronged soul living in the house.

Perhaps she was stiff because she sat there for too long. When there was a sudden noise in the distance and the sound gradually approached, Jiayi even suspected that she was too eager to hear the sound and caused the tinnitus.

Until the sound came closer and clearer.

"Boom, boom, boom..." After the sound stopped, there were some fragmented sounds, and then a crackling sound, and some noise.

It was exactly the same as what I heard in the flow image!

Jiayi suddenly jumped up from the sofa, not caring about the dizziness, and rushed to the window and looked down.

A small truck rumbled downstairs, stopped, and two elderly people jumped out of the car and walked towards the trash can to drag the garbage.

Jiayi's pupils shrank, took a deep breath, turned around and ran out.

Most communities in Hong Kong use Uni-President garbage trucks, which are large and automatic. Most of them are driven by middle-aged or young people. Uni-President will start after dawn and set out to collect garbage along the way.

Many communities line up at the back and have to wait until eight or nine o'clock before the garbage truck will haul away the sour overnight stinking things.

There are very few elderly people like this who come to collect garbage before dawn, around five in the morning, especially when they don't use the common large trucks!

When Jiayi rushed in front of the two elderly people, they were also startled. The advantage of working so early in the morning is that you don't see anyone, you can do your own work, no one is pointing fingers, it's quiet.

When Jiayi stepped forward to identify herself and said she wanted to ask some questions, the elderly seemed particularly repulsive.

They don't like to talk, and they don't want to cause trouble.

They have a lot of work to do, and they really don't want to pay attention to others. So the old man just bypassed Jiayi and continued to move things. While pushing the garbage truck to dump the garbage into the truck bed, he deliberately shook the garbage can to spread the stench.

Jiayi blew away the stench and asked the grandmother who was squatting in the truck bed picking out plastic bottles and other recyclable items from the garbage.

The other person pretended to be deaf and dumb, and his hands in rough linen gloves sometimes picked up a bag of smelly fruit peels, and sometimes threw away a bag of fish bones, pork bones, leftovers and cold meat.

Jiayi was frustrated on both sides, and stood there for a while. Suddenly, she walked to the garbage truck that the old man was about to push, first pulled out the parking space, and then pushed the truck with great effort.

The old man just tipped over another garbage truck, turned around and saw Jiayi imitating him to work, and after tipping the garbage truck behind him, she put the empty garbage truck back to its original position faster than him, and pushed the next one.

In this way, the old man's workload was reduced by more than half.

Jiayi cleaned all the garbage cans nearby, leaving the old man with no car to push, then jumped onto the garbage truck and followed the grandmother's example, sitting on the curb. She took out a pair of coarse linen gloves from the small bag hanging on the front of the truck, put them on, bent over and suppressed her disgust, and started picking and choosing. The

two old people watched her busying around, and although they felt helpless, they did not drive her anymore. The

old man sat back in the driver's seat, started the truck and drove to another row of buildings.

Jiayi held the curb with one hand and continued to work.

After several times, the two old people realized that the female police officer was not perfunctory, but was really helping. The old grandmother glanced at the time. Today, because of the young people's participation, she saved nearly half an hour compared to the past.

The job of collecting garbage in this community was obtained through relatives, and the income is very stable, which they cherish very much. In the past, after collecting the garbage, they would go home to sell the waste they picked out, send the garbage to the garbage dump for disposal, and then go back to have breakfast.

In the morning, they would make some snacks, and when there were many people at noon and in the evening, they would push the mobile parking space to sell near Portland Street. The money they earned was enough for them to live a good life.

This time, they suddenly finished work early, and there was another young female police officer on the car. The two elderly people were eager to get up, but seeing that the other party was in a posture of "not leaving without a chat", they could only take her home.

The small truck stopped under the dilapidated building in the old residential area. Jiayi got out of the car and looked at the two elderly people eagerly.

Seeing that she had really put in a lot of effort, the other party finally waved to her and asked her to come in to have breakfast and talk.

Jiayi also followed into the kitchen and did the dirty and tiring work. After helping the two elders prepare breakfast and finally sitting at the table, she finally asked her question.

Although it happened a few days ago, the two old men had special working hours and rarely saw anyone. Therefore, they had a deep impression of the figure they saw in the early morning of the 28th:

​​"It was a woman, very tall, about half a head taller than me, and she walked out of the building you mentioned."

"She had long hair. It was very dark at that time, and it seemed to be black. Anyway, it must have been dark hair. It wasn't curly, and it was definitely not brown, let alone red."

"I can't recognize if it's the person in your photo. It was dark at that time and I could only see a blurry figure. I seemed to see her when she came out of the building, but now I have forgotten. Anyway, I didn't see it clearly." "

There's nothing special. We were concentrating on our work at that time. Why would we keep staring at her?"

"Stop talking, try this fish ball."

At the signal from her grandmother, Jiayi picked up a fish ball that was freshly fried and still sizzling, and dipped it in soy sauce and seafood sweet sauce. Jiayi

laughed out loud because of the heat, but she couldn't bear to let it go. It was fresh and soft, and delicious.

After swallowing one, she picked up the second one and dipped it in curry. She first tasted the spicy sauce, and then chewed it to taste the fragrance of the fish.

Seeing that she liked it, the two old people were so happy that their faces were wrinkled, and there was a bit of happiness and pride in their eyes.

The dedication of diners is always the strongest compliment to the chef.

After a full breakfast, the two old people started to make snacks.

Fish balls of the same size, white and tender; black, clinging chicken dung fruits; two large rice balls that can fill a bowl... all can be served as delicacies on their mobile stalls.

Jiayi wanted to dig up more clues, so she continued to help.

While working, she asked questions here and there, trying to catch a glimmer of inspiration and find more pictures in the two old men's vague memories.

"We set out at around 4 a.m. every day. The residents in the community are also very happy. They don't want to run into us."

"It seems that the woman didn't throw anything in the trash can that day."

"I didn't see anyone else that day. I did run into a drunk on his way home when I was leaving the community, but there was nothing special."

Everyone chatted for a while. Just when Jiayi felt that she couldn't dig out more information and turned to absorb it, the old lady looked at the water washing the little girl's hands and suddenly said:

"Ah, it seems that there is something. The woman seemed to be wearing gloves."

"!" Jiayi's eyes immediately widened, and she wiped her hands on her body, then returned to the table and picked up the notebook, and asked while recording:

"What color is it, what material is it made of? Are there any special marks?"

The two old men began to rack their brains and finally pieced together a rough picture of the pair of rubber gloves.

Jiayi was so happy that she almost jumped up and hugged the two old men. She also bought a lot of fish balls with her own money and asked the two old men to sign the transcript before she left happily.

On a magical morning, the two old men's ordinary life day after day suddenly broke into an accident.

Lively and sensible, tenacious and cute.