He cautiously probed his arm through the hole, and with a flick of his fingers, the iron door blocking the way was easily opened by him from the inside.

The roar faded away, and Fang Lubai's figure burrowed into the crack in the door like a ghost, leaving only an empty corridor and a noisy snoring.

Pushing the door in, it was not as special as Fang Lubai imagined, just a very ordinary emergency passage, on both sides of it, there were a lot of sundries, and the originally not loose passage became more crowded.

With the faint light in his hand, Fang Lubai walked down the handrail of the stairs, with a few brown pipes above his head, and through the metal pipes, he could hear a burst of running water from time to time inside, and there was a lot of rust hanging on the surface of the pipes, and with a light touch of his fingers, some powdery rust fell off.

"Well, the thing on that dress should be some rust." Fang Lubai twisted his fingers, and the dark red powder slid to the ground, the unique smell of rust made Fang Lubai even more convinced that somewhere in the dark, there should be some secret.

The emergency passage is relatively narrow, and there are a lot of debris scattered around, which makes the passage more difficult, the rust on the dress is very heavy, and it is not like it was accidentally contaminated, it is obvious that Wu Xiaoxuan has entered and exited this emergency passage many times.

The further down he went, the more debris there was in the stairs, and Fang Lubai didn't dare to make too much noise, so he had to slowly move the debris in front of him aside, and opened up a path with difficulty.

"Whew, how can it be so messy here." After saying that, Fang Lubai wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand.

The cat's eye flashlight in his hand shone downward, and the pitch-black space was torn open by the beam, and from a distance, the entire building was like a huge eyeball, closely watching Fang Lubai's actions. The light of the flashlight easily saw the bottom floor, seeing that he was about to end, Fang Lubai straightened his waist, ready to walk down, his right hand just rested on the armrest, but unexpectedly, there was a slight sound from the debris next to him, and a table slowly slid towards the top of his head.

The table slammed against his head at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he quickly put his hand in front of him and pushed it hard, and then the table was stuffed back into place, and the table was overwhelmed, and there was a creaking sound on it.

"I don't want to die in a place like this." He laughed to himself, and continued to walk down.

At the end of the stairs is the door of the emergency exit, and the traces of electric welding can be clearly seen in the cracks of the door, and the originally smooth door panel has also produced a lot of rust due to the passage of time. Looking at the welded iron gate, Fang Lubai's eyes couldn't help but turn to the sides, and on both sides of the exit, there were also two doors.

"Left or right?" After hesitating for two seconds, Fang Lubai put his hand on a doorknob.

There was a creak from the metal hinge, as if overwhelmed, and then darkness swallowed Fang Lubai's figure.

It's gold that always shines.

Although there was no gold here, this land was a mine in their eyes, and a few figures would pass through it quickly in the night.

They have quick hands and sharp eyes, and the garbage that others don't want is an immeasurable wealth in their eyes.

Tianhai City, which has a large population, feeds a large number of waste pickers.

When the last cleaning truck left, a rickety, stained man slowly walked out of the darkness, perhaps because of his limited mobility, and the rest of the scavengers who had come in with him had long since disappeared, and he was still walking out unhurriedly. He was also carrying a somewhat whitish bag with a lot of stains on it, indicating that the bag had been dug out of the garbage heap not long ago.

The bag on my back was bulging, and the stomach bag in my stomach was empty.

"Who?"

Two figures walked in the distance, followed by two dazzling white lights, realizing that they had been discovered, and the people in the darkness were a little at a loss.

"What the hell!" One of them walked briskly, his flashlight spinning around his body, the glare of the light making him a little uncomfortable, and a pair of black hands blocked his face.

"What are you doing here at night? Could it be stealing? The young man's heart was always full of curiosity, and he held the flashlight with his left hand, and the five fingers of his right hand were slightly opened, making a grasping motion.

Seeing that the stranger had come up with something to snatch himself, the owner of the bag suddenly grabbed the pull ring, and his thin and withered hands looked even dirtier under the beam of defeat.

After he tugged hard a few times, the bag didn't move.

"You let me go, or I'll send you to the police station!" The young man said angrily when he saw that he hadn't even pulled the bag over.

Perhaps hearing this threat, the hand holding the bag was suddenly released, and the young man who was caught off guard suddenly lost his center of gravity, and one staggered to the side, and the bottle that fell out of the bag fell to the ground with a dull sound.

"Okay, it's just a tramp picking up scrap, just get out." The other person walking behind him said helplessly.

But as if he hadn't heard, he bent down, took the bag in his hand, picked up the bottles slowly, and then put them back into the bag one by one.

"Brother Wang, this is not a garbage bin in the city, we can't let this kind of person sneak in at will!" The young man who had fallen to the ground stood up dissatisfied, dusted his hands and then shone a beam of light on his face.

"Okay, don't talk so much, hurry up and check the shift, and then go back to sleep. As for you," he turned his head and looked at the figure who was picking up the bottle, and said helplessly: "You better leave quickly, there are a lot of garbage trucks here, and if you are not careful, you will be buried underneath the garbage." With that, he pulled the disgruntled young man into the distance.

The woven bag was placed back on his shoulder, and the figure continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened before. Seeing that their partner was about to get angry again, the two hurriedly walked forward.

"Let's go, check the post quickly, finish things early and rest early......"

The voices of the two grew farther and farther apart, until no more sound could be heard, and the man with the bag breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly lowered the bag behind him, and then took out a bottle of drink from it, the cold liquid streaked through his throat, which made him sober up a lot, and then he reached into the bag with his black hand, as if he was still looking for something, and it didn't take long for him to take out half a bag of melon seeds, as well as a few rice crackers that had been broken into slag.

After thinking about it, he still stuffed the things back into the bag, carefully fastened the buttons, and the pitch-black figure and white bag slowly disappeared into the night sky.