I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 461 I am a policeman
Donate?

Meg's eyes popped out at the word!
She subconsciously stopped in front of the painting to stop John's crazy move.

"Donate an authentic Van Gogh?"

Meg screamed,

"Do you know what you're talking about, John!"

This is not only giving up a large amount of wealth, but also missing countless opportunities for scientific research!

Even if you don't talk about the material value of these things, how many papers you can write just by writing papers!

The rest of the people also spoke to persuade John to calm down and not to make a decision immediately, so as not to regret it later.

True or not, these things are worth a lot of money, not to mention the story of an immortal.

"Please don't get me wrong, this is definitely not a spur of the moment, I've wanted to do this for a long time."

John poured his wine and said,
"I heard my father mention Mr. Luden's matter very early on. I am not afraid of your jokes when I say it. I actually believe what Mr. Luden said."

He distributed the poured wine to everyone, and Luden even stood up to help.

John was about to pour the last glass, but was stopped by Luden,

"An extra glass."

As he spoke, Luden handed the wine glass to John.

John looked around and found that everyone was holding wine glasses, and there was indeed an extra glass.

Griffin was already asleep, and he counted one more person.

John always felt that something was a little strange, but he couldn't put it into words, so he took the wine glass in Luden's hand, leaned against the counter, shook the glass, and said to everyone,

"Let's chat casually, imagine what kind of life a person would live if he gained eternal life?"

This time, John didn't ask everyone, but asked himself.

"He has an infinite life, can learn various skills, and even reach a good level through repeated practice"

"But he is by no means a genius. Before immortality, he didn't even know that such absurd things would happen to him"

"Since he is not a genius, his talent is naturally limited. Even if he wanders outside the palace, it cannot become a real palace-level task."

"How do you say that old saying, the realization of self-worth, yes, self-worth, since he couldn't make further progress in his favorite career, so he changed the direction to meet more people and listen to more story, try to make your life more exciting.”

"But how long can this kind of thing last, 500 years? 1000 years? How many friends and heroes does he have to meet? And then lose them again and again? This kind of thing is not luck at all, but a kind of torture, a kind of ordinary people Unimaginable torture!"

In John's mouth, eternal life is like a curse.

From this angle, everyone has never thought about it.

He changed the subject, like a god whispering,
"But when did this torment begin? When did this curse come? Maybe you will start to repent, to confess everything you have done, everything wrong, everything right He begged the all-knowing and all-powerful God to come and end this nightmare from which he would never wake up."

"The nightmare won't end, so you spent some days in a daze, 500 years? 800 years? To be honest, you don't care about time at all. Your life is only day and night. You will run in the mountains and forests like a beast, and you will Wearing the most gorgeous clothes to go to high-end receptions, no matter alcohol or drugs, can't paralyze your brain, you will wake up sooner or later"

"Repent, fall, you may meet a few good people, I mean the kind of good people who change your life, there are always such people in this world, they are angels, born to save other souls."

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In John's soliloquy, everyone seemed to be able to see a person struggling in the torrent of history, ups and downs.
No one's life is smooth sailing, even if he is an immortal.

Good food like victory and hope is always fleeting.

Failure and setbacks are the long-term life of more people.

Things may go up in a spiral, but how many people have spent their entire lives in this spiral process, failing to wait for the final ascent?

John may have been tired of talking, or he may have finished speaking, in short, he stopped.

"Clap clap-"

There was applause in the wooden house, and everyone was applauding for him, applauding for this wonderful story.

Some people are listening to stories, others are looking in the mirror.

John smiled with tears on his lips.

"Anyway, it's worth our drink tonight."

As he spoke, Luden raised his wine glass just right, alleviating John's embarrassment.

Everyone raised their glasses and said different toasts.

"Cheers to the Immortals!"

"Here's to these babes!"

"Here's to this crazy and unforgettable night!"

Everyone drank the wine in their glasses, and the atmosphere in the venue returned to the previous harmony. At this moment, they looked like a group of friends who had known each other for many years.

After drinking the wine, John's expression was a little numb. He stared blankly at the glass, thinking about something.

The body shook twice, and John fell to the floor!
Lu Deng, who was closest to John, seemed to have expected it long ago. He caught the wine glass with one hand, held John with the other, and gently placed him on the sofa.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly gathered around to check John's situation.

We had a good chat, why did you suddenly fall asleep?
Lu Deng did not forget to raise a finger to signal for everyone to be quiet.

"Shh-"

Luden pointed to the wine glass and explained,
"There are sleeping pills in this wine."

Crowd: ? ? ?
Meg asked immediately, "Did you take the medicine?!"

Jack interrupted his wife dissatisfied,

"Who would be stupid enough to admit it after taking drugs?"

Even so, the eyes of everyone looking at Lu Deng were full of doubts, wanting an answer.

Since Luden did this, he must have his reasons.

"The sleeping pills in the wine are left over from Griffin's previous glass, and Griffin's wine was given to him by John."

Luden said calmly,

"In other words, John drugged himself."

Jack was still puzzled, "Why did John drug Griffin? And why did you do that, Mr. Luden."

They have too many problems.

Just after listening to a wonderful story, I poured a pot of cold water on my face, and the development of things seemed to exceed everyone's expectations.

In the wooden house, only the professor of history remained motionless with a smile on his lips, as if he had foreseen all this long ago.

"To protect you present, to catch evil criminals, to complete this year's performance, to get promoted... There are too many reasons."

Luden was obviously in a good mood, whistled and said with a smile,

"Sorry, I'm a policeman."

As soon as the words fell, as if to confirm Lu Deng's words, a piercing siren sounded outside the wooden house!
(End of this chapter)