A lonely soul, wandering in the dirty world, bound by worldly vision. Reluctance, desire, and pursuit of everything prompted him to make a choice - to leave. Even if he leaves the fresh air and devotes himself to the double-faced city with thick mud-like fog, even if he no longer enjoys the reputation of a nobleman, even if he no longer has a noble status, he still doesn't hesitate. He is handsome, he is smart, he is self-reliant, who was he? Maybe people don't know it, but he is now-Oliver Dean Chris, Mr. Chris.
Small theater:
Oliver: Madam, please forgive my presumption. Are you proficient in Latin? Maybe I need your help. I hope you can answer our questions mercifully.
Li Bolan: You have found the right person, but I don't think I have any reason to help you, right? Sir, this will be a waste of my time.
Oliver: Really? But your tone tells me that you are very willing.
Li Bolan: Maybe, but isn't it too rude to expose a lady like this?
Oliver: I heard that you are looking for a job recently. My God, you really have ideas. I heard that your "good name" even appeared in some banquets.
Li Bolan: So? I'm very busy, "gentleman," but you can leave your questions to me before you leave. Maybe I'll be able to help you if I'm in the mood.
Oliver: In that case, thank you to this kind lady. If you want to find a job, maybe you can go to Frank Square, where you will find your answer.
Li Bolan: I hope your honesty can be as good as real gold, and you also pray that my credit will be the same.
[Sherlock Holmes] Derivatives
Intention: freedom, love, imagination, everything is the beginning
