It's really touching to hear this sentence from Hui Shi's mouth.
It made this old-fashioned person who only wanted to eliminate sin in his life look forward to a peaceful life, and Seiler suddenly admired Luther.
Seiler was one of the first Interpol police officers to retire at that time. The scene of him calmly giving up the stage to the young people and leaving with his lover in his arms was talked about by the older generation of Interpol officers.
Even though he came from a wealthy family, he did not completely forget his old friends. He brought two close friends to Galar, but they did not enjoy their happiness for long.
In front of their graves, Seiler once asked himself a question.
Are they really happy in this life?
He spent the first half of his life running around in darkness, his deeds unknown and unknown.
Soon after the second half of his life, he became ill.
I heard that some of the retired Interpol policemen still wake up from nightmares in the middle of the night.
Some people's hearts beat wildly and their nerves get tense every time they hear the sound of fighting.
The generous compensation and pensions provided by Interpol cannot buy medicine for these wounds. These are the scars of history.
After witnessing the dying looks of several old friends, Sailer became cruel and did not go looking for where Gray Stone had gone, even though he knew that Gray Stone had retired.
He was really afraid of seeing someone like Gray Stone turn into a neurotic old man.
His impression of Gray Stone should be that he could beat a group of poachers to death without relying on elves, and he could scare away elves with just one look.
Or maybe he is a ruthless person who can make his opponent's elves switch sides just by relying on his momentum and words and deeds, and help them fight back against poachers.
These worries faded away as Greystone is now doing well.
Not to mention the psychological trauma, even the previous bullish temper has changed a lot, and he actually listened to others' advice.
Qidao...what kind of place is that? Can people still change their nature?
"When I came out this time, I asked a lot of people, and their answers were the same as yours. They felt that times have changed, people's hearts have also changed, and the current alliance is no longer as bottomless as before..."
"Their views make me feel like an unsocial monster." Gray Stone lamented.
Seiler glanced at Huishi sideways and said, "You just don't fit in with the crowd."
"In the past, when you were at Interpol, every time you went out to have a party after a mission, you never drank. As a result, we drank like crazy as soon as we retired. Isn't this not being unsociable? What is?"
Luther would definitely laugh out loud if he were here. It's true that one thing brings another thing down. There are actually people in this world who give Gray Stone such a headache.
When Gray Stone heard Sailer's words, his head really hurt.
From the past until now, he has never been used to Seiler's bad words. God knows why this guy became his best friend.
Maybe when I was young, my eyes didn't work very well.
"Can you please stop talking nonsense when talking about business?"
"No." Seiler immediately replied, "I couldn't change it before. At this age, you still want me to change it?"
"Just bear with it. Anyway, your little Luther is safely back on the island. We basically won't be able to see him again. If we meet again, there will probably be someone lying in a grave."
"How long can you listen to my bad words? If you listen more, you might be moved to shed a few tears for me in the future... Oh, have you cried for anyone? If not, I really hope you cry at my funeral.
You can just pretend to cry for a while."
"Saylor!" Gray Stone breathed heavily.
"Okay, okay, I promise you. Aren't I just going to pay attention to the information for you? Tomorrow I will ask my little brother, the little brother of my family, to pay attention to you."
Seiler raised his glass and touched it with Gray Stone. After the two took a big sip, they exhaled happily.
"You just said that you want to teach Luther's child, Little Luther, what you have learned?" Seiler asked, "It's good. You learned the most from the tricks of the old masters in the past. It would be bad if they were lost. How many tricks are left behind?"
Click to pass it on.”
"First of all, it's not that I don't have confidence in the future, I just... don't want the hard work of generations to be lost just like that."
"It's a skill that has been learned through life and death. Don't dare to destroy it in our hands."
Seiler, a man who talks bad words, has a sentimental face at this moment.
"But if little Luther doesn't want to learn, don't force him to learn. Children are very rebellious. I wanted to teach my grandson how to fight, but because I was too hasty, this guy is now learning to dance."
"Those new Interpol recruits should learn as much as they can. There must be a successor anyway."
"You can teach me. If he doesn't want to, just don't want to. If Interpol really doesn't have a suitable candidate, I have a way."
"There is a girl named Acerola on the island. She is helping me summarize and refine the knowledge, make it into an influence, and compile it into a book to preserve it."
Seiler was stunned when he heard this: "Can it still be like this? Isn't this an out-of-print secret book?"
Gray Stone smiled proudly, and he was very pleased with Seiler's surprise.
"It's best if there are people on the island who can learn from it. If there is no one to learn from, I will use the rest of my days to try to preserve all the knowledge."
"Anyway, Acerola is helping Luther organize his story collection, and she happened to finish mine as well."
Seiler cupped his hands in front of the gray stone and said, "I wonder if Luther is still a storyteller. He already has a collection of stories."
"I don't know how to tell you this. Anyway, every story he tells is true. Just think of him as a competent storyteller."
This is how it is when old friends meet. The restraint and grooming that they have not seen for a long time gradually disappear in the chat. After drinking too much, the things they talk about gradually turn into interesting stories from all over the world, and the ups and downs of past experiences.
The employees of Seiler's house watched the two old men from a distance and silently helped them guide passers-by to other roads.
Their boss got mad for no apparent reason and wanted to have a chat with his friends at a roadside stall. They didn't want to be disturbed yet, so they had no choice but to do this.
Looking back on past events, the more wine I drank, the mellower it became.
Finally, Gray Stone noticed the time and stood up to leave, but Sailor called him to stop him.
"Relax, I'm still very confident in the current major leagues."
Gray Stone smiled, turned around, and hugged Sailor fiercely.
"Let's wait and see together. In fact, I also hope that I am the historical remnant that should be swept into the trash can."
Hui Shi picked up the deep-fried meatballs made by Sailer and took a bite. The soup splashed everywhere and he kept exhaling because it was so hot.
"When I leave, give me the recipe. I want the lucky eggs to be made for me."
"You can do it. It's heavy on oil and salt. Eat less. Don't get ahead of me again."
Gray Stone Sitting Toucan left, and Seiler stared at his figure in the night sky, the smile on his face not diminishing.
When his employees came up, he put on a serious expression.
"Help me pay attention to the fastest legend from Sinnoh. If you hear any strange news about the Alliance and him, tell me in time."
Seiler's men hesitated and asked: "Which connections should be used, Interpol, the Alliance, or..."
"Everyone." Seiler said, "This is a request from my best friends. Tell them that I don't want to let anyone down."