Pokemon's Fifth Elite

Chapter 101

"It seems that you have really grown up. Time flies."

"I'm surprised that you don't explain. I thought you would say something that's available or not and try to round it."

Qilan smiled softly, "because I find you very strange."

"It seems that your transformation began two months ago? After that fall, I always feel that you have changed a person. You who were submissive before have disappeared, you who regarded the Elves as beasts, and the awe in my eyes has become simple respect... Now, even respect has disappeared."

Qi LAN leaned forward, his eyes narrowed suddenly opened, revealing a cold light.

"Can you tell me where the old Luther went?"

"Maybe I'm dead, or I'm too far away and lost on the road."

Chilan didn't think it was true. It was all when Luther was satirizing him.

Luther's sarcastic words could not suppress the dangerous situation between the two people. He didn't want to break up. He still had too many things to know from Chilan.

Five elf balls were placed on the table by Luther.

Qi Lan was stunned and put his six elf balls on the table.

"You should have another one."

"No, my dream demon is not in hand. I believe Dr. Yamanashi told you."

"We all have questions. Maybe we can talk to each other calmly. Do you agree?"

Luther nodded.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Luther."

Chilan sneered: "you can never be Luther. He is a child brought up by me. I don't know his temper and character. Phobia can be changed overnight? After nearly 20 years together, I know Luther better than anyone... You can never be Luther."

"External influence can change a person, cowardly children can become brave, low self-esteem children can become confident, introverted and eccentric people... Will also find friends."

"I'm 76 years old. I've seen all kinds of people in the world, except you. I can't understand what's in your eyes."

"You agree that I betrayed you and your parents. I'm your parents' enemy. You should be angry, but I can't change a complex and tangled look after 20 years with you... You're really not Luther."

"Is Luther very important? Do you care about him? Oh, yes, after all, he is a tool. Although he is not a hand, he can be used in some places."

"He's dead, isn't he?"

"Maybe the heart is dead, maybe it's really dead."

Luther's answer made Qilan sad. He sighed as if he wanted to spit out the depression in his heart.

"Do you think I'm acting?"

"Should I think you are not? Why should I believe you will show this expression sincerely?"

"I was unmarried all my life and devoted everything to the study of elves. Even if I left rainbow University, I never changed my wish. I really hope to get that possibility from you, but I never want to hurt you."

Luther patted the table fiercely and was furious: "so you asked me to feed nidolino and nidolan with nectar, and deliberately chose the mating period of the two elves out of love? Don't you think your words are shameless and too much?"

Qilan's voice overshadowed Luther: "twenty years! Nearly twenty years, we get along day and night. People are not plants and trees. You ask yourself whether I treat you as my own? Have I treated you badly since that attack?"

"You are always the best in the sanatorium. Your room is also the most spacious of all. You do fine work and have the most spare time. Although you dare not ask me for gifts, do I never lack you?"

"No ill treatment is love? That's what you want to say?" Luther was stunned. "Your starting point is just that I, a tool man, can be grateful to you and give things to you in the future. If I lose value, will you still care about me?"

"Put away your hypocrisy, it's a little dirty," Luther said.

"Then tell me, what is my feeling for you over the years? I want to exchange your trust in me for the possible document, but the way of others in the organization was rejected by me. I would rather resist the pressure and spend 20 years without using extreme means. The difficulty is not my love for you?"

"You're just sorry for my parents! Wake up, you don't know what love is, and you don't know how to love someone. You just want to trade that emotion!"

"Love is knowing that you know your hand is hurt, but you don't ask how it was hurt and whether you want to bandage it."

"It's the exchange of promises under the sunset, singing each other's favorite songs, shouting that if someone comes to seek revenge, they will beat others up together."

"It is to use his rich experience to dredge his heart knot, so that his self-confidence is no longer rootless duckweed."

"Yes, tell me that you are not only the person I value, but also my friend."

"Call me and tell me that Qilan was careful when he killed your parents."

"After knowing that I asked for leave, I was anxious to ask if I needed a fulcrum salary. I made three consecutive calls."

"It's the expectation that parents would rather leave university, give up academic research, do jobs they don't like, and hope their children can grow up safely."

"It's all the elves rubbing their hands when they hear his story."

Luther's voice grew louder and more excited. He clenched his hands and held back his tears.

"These are the love I have felt in the past two months, more than I have felt in the past 20 years. They make me feel that I have not been abandoned by the world."

Qi Lan was terrified. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

The body slowly leaned back to the chair, and Qi LAN closed his eyes: "yes, it seems that he is really dead."

"My parents' accident is related to you, isn't it?"

"I planned it," Qi Lan said softly. "We told him that someone had made his imaginary amplification device and hoped that he would bring documents to verify the situation. I got out of the car after confirming that they carried documents in your house."

"But you didn't think it was a fake document, did you?"

Strange blue smiled bitterly: "they didn't know how to feel abnormal. Not only did the elf ball not carry it, but the document was made a fake in advance. In order to make us sure that it was a real document, he retained the general idea, but changed some important parts. It took us five years to find it was fake after continuous experiments."

"So the elves I took in and your parents disappeared became the last means to obtain the real documents. However, I guess you know that five years ago, we successfully used the correct ideas left by your parents to make an amplification device."

"Those amplification devices, I heard, are not easy to use," Luther mocked.

Qi LAN sighed, and there seemed to be some regret in his eyes: "your parents are really rare talents. If they are willing to cooperate with us, twenty years will be enough to change the world."

"Isn't the world good enough? What do you want to change?"

Hearing Luther's words, Chilan snorted with disdain.

"It's good for ordinary people. The alliance is too stupid. They put heavy chains on research. How can they find the mystery of elves?"

"So you just participated for this boring purpose?"

Luther's words stimulated Qilan. He has great respect for this cause. He can't tolerate any slander.

"Boredom, how can you think this is the purpose of boredom? After breaking free from the shackles, my research is far from comparable to those scholars in shackles. I can see the mystery and beauty they can't see here."

"Even with blood? Even if countless elves die?"

"Do you know that the progress of medicine is based on constant experiment and death?"

"That's medicine."

"It's time for science."

Their eyes were cold.

"I'm curious. How many of you can say such domineering words without corresponding strength, so I can only call you local chicken, tile dog or... Mob"

Luther's words made Chilan stunned, and then there was a harsh laughter.

"You guessed right, our organization is called the mob." Qi Lan's uncontrollable laughter hides banter and sarcasm. "Compared with the alliance, we are really just a mob who can only walk in the shadow... But who says that a mob can't do what they want under the eyes of the alliance."

"With all your crap?" Luther sneered.

Luther didn't read the experimental report. The failure rate and damage rate are amazing. No wonder they have always been obsessed with Luther's parents' genuine documents.

Although they have developed their own understanding, but this road has no guidance, no one has gone through, and there is no correct theory. They can only continue to fail.

"Isn't there anything else? Isn't your dream demon special?"

Luther rose to his feet.

"This is the possibility only mentioned in your parents' paper. He has successfully realized it here."

Holding back his anger, Luther said, "so what, your success rate?"

"The process of experiment is the process of trial and error. If we do wrong, it means that we can get closer to the right side."

"Then you are so rich that you can support this trial and error consumption." Luther had an idea and sneered.

"Money? Money is the most important thing we need. From beginning to end, what we need most is the right way of your parents."

"It's a pity you can't get it."

"No hurry, I think I have a way to get it."

Luther looked at Qilan puzzled. Even he didn't know whether the document existed. Where did Qilan get it.

"Your parents are so smart that they drag me with a fake document, let their elves hide and give you a protection volume for 20 years. It's hard for me not to believe that your parents' elves have what I want."

"So what? Do you think they will show up and give it to you?"

Chilan agrees with Luther.

"I always thought I could get it from you peacefully. Now it seems that it's still my benevolence."

Luther's elf ball suddenly seemed to be pulled by something and flew to a corner of the office.

Luther subconsciously protected his chest with his hand, and a tongue suddenly appeared from mid air, which made Luther's hands hurt.

Become a hidden dragon!

"Welcome to the world of adults," Chilan said with a smile.