Whether it was day or night, the lighting in the room was never very good. <br>At night, when the light was turned on, the dim yellowish glow made it feel a bit cozy. But during the day, it seemed somewhat dark. Nonetheless, Luke Sin was in a great mood. <br>His elegant and gentle mom had already set breakfast on the table, three bowls of white porridge with a cut salted egg on a plate. Mom only ate a little bit of the egg white, leaving the oily yolk for Luke and his sis. Luke then gave most of his portion to his sis. Dad didn't eat with them; he rarely came out of the kitchen, and every time he did, it would end in chaos. <br>"Do you plan to start that new job today?" <br>Mom casually asked Luke Sin as if making everyday conversation, "Are you ready?" <br>Although Luke and his sis hadn't mentioned this after coming home, mom seemed to know everything somehow. She was always like this. <br>Luke nodded and answered, "I'm ready." <br>"Little Luke has really grown up." <br>Mom looked at Luke with great relief and picked a piece of egg white for him, "Working two jobs is exhausting, eat more!" <br>"Damn it, trash, just trash. You know you're being used, and yet you still rush in!" <br>From the kitchen came the dissatisfied curses of dad, which everyone at the table pretended not to hear. <br>"The most useless one is you, tricked without even realizing it…" <br>His voice rose a notch higher, angrier. <br>The people at the table still pretended not to hear, silently eating their meal. <br>"Let me tell you, you should hack them all to death!" <br>With a clang, the kitchen door flung open, and dad appeared in the living room. <br>He fixed his gaze on Luke, harshly scolding, "Do you even realize that they nearly killed you yesterday? They never considered your life as a life; they initially planned to let you die, even prepared to kill you?" <br>"If it weren't for that dead girl, you would've been done for by them!" <br>"Knowing they nearly killed you, why would you still help them do things?" <br>"…"<br>As he spoke, he aggressively closed in on Luke, his eyes bloodshot, swollen, with veins streaking across. <br>"The matter at the café, they were indeed wrong…" <br>Luke murmured, munching on porridge, unable to dodge anymore, he quietly replied, "But they're paying..." <br>Dad was momentarily stunned by this response. <br>"Trash, how can there be trash like you?" <br>Then, in an even greater rage, he yelled, suddenly reaching towards Luke. <br>"Crash…" <br>Just as dad was about to grab Luke's shoulder, suddenly a bowl of white porridge splattered on dad's face. <br>"You dare…" <br>Dad looked instantly furious at mom, fiercely wiping the porridge off his face. <br>"You're the real trash!" <br>Mom, sitting elegantly at the chair, with a cold, aloof aura, looked at him with disdain, said, "If you weren't so incompetent and violent, how could we be trapped here?" <br>"…" <br>"You dirty wench, seeking death, aren't you?" <br>Dad, as if his sore spot was hit, suddenly shouted fiercely, extending his hand, reaching towards mom. <br>But this time, mom acted uninterested, merely looking at him coldly, then gently stretched out two fingers. <br>Dad, in his fury, seemed abruptly frightened by the gesture and stopped dead in his tracks. <br>"What do you mean?" <br>"Why are you gesturing like that?" <br>He appeared to become exceedingly wary, lowering his voice, angrily yelling. <br>"You know." <br>Mom faintly smiled and said, "So if you're scared, just roll back!" <br>"Trash, trash, all damned trash…" <br>Dad's fury seemed ever-increasing, several times appearing to reach his limit, completely losing control. <br>And mom, with that gesture, calmly faced him. <br>Finally, the furious dad actually held back, only suddenly started cursing maniacally, madly overturned the dining table, pulled down the overhead ceiling fan, smashed the nearby cabinet, crushed a glass, then with bloodshot, bulging eyes, scanned over Luke, mom, and sis with malice, before angrily retreating back into the kitchen. <br>"Alright, it’s over." <br>Mom elegantly rose, tidying Luke's collar, gently said, "Do your own thing, it's very important." <br>"I know." <br>Luke stayed silent for a moment, then softly said, "Thank you!" <br>"Silly child, we're family, why say thank you?" <br>Mom gently tapped him, smiling said, "But remember, no matter who you meet, always be polite, reason with people!" Saying this, she lightly tidied her hair, smiled again, "Of course, if we reason with them, they should reason with us; you're so honest, you never harm anyone, but if someone wants to bully you…" <br>Luke raised his head warily towards mom. <br>Only to see her smile appeared both gentle and considerate, "Then our whole family will go find them together…" <br>Luke's scalp tingled slightly, but he just softly sighed. <br>Considering the safety of others, he really can't be bullied by anyone… <br>…<br>Luke, as usual, arrived at the office forty minutes before official work hours. <br>During the day's work, he earnestly handled all the reports and documents assigned to him, meticulously and thoroughly. However, he subconsciously quickened his pace, even skipped lunch, and so by the time the off-work hours arrived in the evening, he completed all his tasks, being the first to pick up his backpack and leave his desk. <br>He didn't stay to work overtime as he usually did because he had other matters now. <br>Last night, he seriously reviewed the information Jane Chen left for him, gaining some understanding of his new job. <br>He focused on understanding the salary and financial aid aspects. <br>He knew if he received Jane Chen's notice, he must promptly head to the specified location, work under their direction, and manage the pollution incident. But even if nothing particularly required his skills that whole month, he would still receive his salary. <br>Most notably, each time he managed a pollution incident, he'd receive a financial supplement. <br>That money was hefty, ranging from ten thousand to thirty thousand, with some targets even marked at one hundred thousand. <br>Luke found great motivation in this aspect, so he decided to perform well in this job. <br>Seek opportunities, take it seriously, work hard, and secure a formal position as soon as possible. <br>He carried his credentials, the satellite phone, and gun in his backpack and went to the streets. <br>He brought his sis along, going out on patrol.)
