Chapter 369

"I heard that there were German spies on his warship, and there were so many?" Mr. Griff asked sadly, "he's such a fool. Didn't he notice any of them? How could he not find out? He's responsible for this defeat, he's responsible! "“ Sir, we have checked the records. First of all, his adjutant, as a German spy, intended to cover up. In addition, he did catch a German spy in 1936, but he committed suicide when he was found out. " Another officer advised. The two officers who were responsible for comforting the families of the dead were deeply moved by the old man's words. Along the way, many family members cried, and some even made a scene, which added countless troubles to their work. Today's Mr. Griff is a real traditional English gentleman. He is steady and solemn, and he keeps complaining about his dead relatives. He is so kind“ Did you find the body? Or can you confirm that it sank with the ship? " Griff complained about his nephew, then wiped the corners of his eyes with his handkerchief. It was obvious that he was still mostly sad, which made people feel bad for him for a while. Such a question made the two officers finally find some comfort to the families of the dead, so one of them immediately said, "because of the defection of the destroyer, the military means that the mourning and honor must be reduced, which can only be regarded as some compensation to the dead." When he heard the word "compensation", Griff's face became a little ugly. This is the main reason why most of the families of those who died in the war began to make a big fuss. Many people could not even count their death because they could not prove it. Many families did not even have basic compensation. This is also the main reason why the two officers who comforted their families did not work very well in recent days, If you give more money, few people are willing to make trouble, right“ The old man... We are also in a dilemma, but... "An officer quickly explained, for fear that the old man would cry, make trouble and hang himself again“ I have such a big family business, the car at the door. Isn't it all for my nephew to have a meal after he retired? " Who knows that Mr. Griff didn't cry, but said piteously, "now that he's back in the arms of God, what's the use of my family?" As he spoke, he pointed to a Mercedes Benz parked at the door and said to the officer who came to deliver the Medal: "that car belongs to my nephew. I'll donate it to the government. I heard that you've requisitioned cars. I'll do my part for my dead nephew to the British Empire." What is consciousness? This is it! What is nobility? This is it! What is an English gentleman? This! That's it! Yes! It's over! The two officers didn't know how to describe it. They almost fell down on their knees, hugged Mr. Griff's thigh and cried“ Old man! If you have anything to do in the future, please ask us for help. We have nothing to say! " An officer patted his chest, red eyes and said, "if someone makes trouble in your tavern, our Royal Navy personnel department will be the first to let him go!"“ Yes Another officer also hastened to declare his position, nodded and said, "old man! Don't worry! We'll be your half nephew in the future! Let me know if you have anything! My father is a major general. Even the admiral and the prime minister can see the people on it Joke, it's better to treat us as married nephews! This is half a pub that only makes money but doesn't pay for it! And two Mercedes Benz cars! Do you need five or six figures to deposit at least? Maybe I can really get a large legacy. But it's depressing to pay estate tax... I've been thinking about it“ I have no relatives. You young people are really my envy. " The old man sighed and wiped his tears: "I won't be polite to you two children. I'll find you if there's anything to do in the future."“ no problem! No problem! "“ Just look for it! Just look for it! " Both of them have begun to fantasize about the time when they will get a large legacy in the future, so their attitude is more modest. Grieving, Griff escorted the two officers away. Turning around, the old man sighed. Gray wolf is not his real nephew. The old Griff died long ago in the war, but he does treat the gray wolf as his own nephew. After all, it is a very happy thing to have such a person to tell in a lonely foreign land. He left the tavern and went to his apartment. Humming a little, he habitually threw a shilling to the beggar at the door of the building. The beggar held his hat and nodded his thanks. Instead of going upstairs, Griff squatted beside the beggar and said sadly, "my nephew died in the war."“ That's unfortunate! Sir The beggar comforted regretfully, "may God bless you." Griff sighed and laughed at himself. "I don't mean to tell you that." Then he took a heavy step up the stairs. He closed the door mechanically, opened the dark grid on the wall, took out a radio station, opened the codebook on the table, and sent out a piece of information beginning with K. The content of the message is not complicated: "gray wolf, dead."