Three weeks ago, a fashion model named Helen, rumoured girlfried of a tycoon's son Cheung shing-chi, was found dead at home. Cheung was there when she died. Oddly enough, there is no newspaper coverage of the incident at all. The Police conducts a low-profile investigation, and eradicate the fact that Cheung was on the scene. The case is classified as an ordinary suicide.
Three weeks later, Peter, a journalist covering breaking news, obtains from a source this shocking piece of news, and plans to make it a cover story on the newspaper. With all crucial evidence in hand, Peter is killed coincidentally in a traffic accident on the way back. The leads all vanish into thin air, and Peter's death, the Police concludes, in caused by an ordinary traffic accident.
Ling is a fashion columnist who provides readers with shopping tips. The biggest pursuit in her life is to have fun, and her extravagance puts her in a debt too heavy to repay. Still nothing can make her break the shopaholic habit. Ling is Peter's girlfriend, and she has just split up with him the day before he dies. The accident upsets her even though she decides not to love again. Her partner, newspaper photographer Kei Jai, who has a crush on her, tries to be her solace in the hope of being considered her new love. Sadly things do not go the way he wants as a guy named Lam Hei-fei comes between them.
Fei and Ma Jai earns a living as a debt collector for a bank. They sometimes get themselves into debt too. One day after Peter's death, they come to Ling to collect debt. Fei, an eyewitness on the scene, is certain that Peter's death is more than just an accident, behind which there must be a conspiracy going on. Ling is torn between belief and doubt. But the weird, suspicious act and an excessive concern that Chief Editor Tsang Tat-si recently displays convince her of what Fei says. Ling pleads for the assistance of both Fei and Ma Jai. With Kei Jai also volunteering to help, the quartet embarks on a journley to track down the truth.
Fei possesses a mind of detective's because he used to be trained as a cop. He was sacked for conceating the fact that he fell in heavy debt, and hence dragged his partner Ah Tong under interrogation. Ah Tong suffers disciplinary penalty and is deprived of the prospect of being promoted. Fei, since then, has lead a dreadful and languished life, spending the day collecting debts to repay his own.
Dealing mostly with fashion updates in their jobs, Ling and Kei Jai attempt to crack the case with their unprofessional approach, which only ends up in failures, and even getting themselves in danger of being killed. Luckily Fei showed up in time to rescue them. He and Ma Jei later discover that the tycoon's son Cheung Shing-chi is implicated in the case. So they try to trade the evidence with him for a life out of impoverishment.
As the case starts to come to light, things get complicated again. It stuns Fei that it was Ah Tong and his ex-colleagues who handled Helen's suicide case that night. Fei do not believe good cops like them would do something iniquitous. It is, however, too late to call a halt. Ling somehow has an astonishing power that keeps him going on, a reason beyond his understanding.
There seems to be some unspeakable excuses that explain the suspicious act of Chief Editor Tsang Tat-si. As Ling gets hold of the leads that unquestionably will outrage the society once it hits the headline, the newspaper corporation, to her shock, has already been the new acquisition to Cheung Shing-chi's father, who now becomes her boss. Tsang, nevertheless, surprises everybody by standing firmly to the principles of journalism, sticking to the plan of making a cover story about Cheung Shing-chi and his father, who bribe some police officers to conceal their involvement in the murder. Things seem to settle until Fei and Kei Jai reveal, from a different angle, the truth of the story. There is no such conspiratorial plot as it is thought. Crimes are not so rampant in this world as we may assume. After all, how much truth will tomorrow's headline news reveal?