Lorenzo had somewhat figured out the pattern of his life. Either he was too idle and slowly fermented and oxidized in the office, wasting a long time, or all the things piled up together and tortured him to death.
The carriage sped along the streets of Old Dunling. Through the slits in the windows, one could see the rapidly changing scenery, and sometimes even the patrolling "riot police".
Compared with other cities, Old Dunling has obviously become more and more strange. Advanced technology and various systems have placed this city under strict protection. Now with the arrival of the Jiuxia people, this strange city will surely usher in new changes.
In the slightly narrow space, Lorenzo sat opposite Seleu, with Oscar next to him.
Seleu was still as simple and indifferent as usual, as if nothing could affect her mood. Oscar, on the other hand, looked several years younger, with a rosy face. Lorenzo hadn't seen this guy so energetic for a long time.
Recalling carefully, the last time Lorenzo saw Oscar like this was when he was in school. At that time, Lorenzo went to attend classes for free, and after class, he sometimes sat by the flower bed and was in a daze.
At that time, Lorenzo was still a famous detective, and the so-called nail sword was also buried in his grave.
The first communication between Lorenzo and Oscar happened at that time. Just as Lorenzo was enjoying the warm sunlight, the teacher who had just taught him came over and sat with him beside the flower bed.
"Young man, you understand very well."
As soon as Oscar opened his mouth, he started talking nonsense.
Lorenzo looked at the old man in confusion, only to see him chuckle and look at the students who were hurrying by.
"It's great to be young, especially young people in the middle of summer."
The hot summer made the sight full of white dresses, which flowed in front of the two people, as if they were in a sea of skirts, and Oscar was the rotten fish swimming freely in the sea of skirts.
Oscar gave a nasty smile, but Lorenzo didn't understand what he meant at all.
Lorenzo was a very idle guy at that time. When he had no job, he was a vagrant who needed various things to pass the time. The reason why he was in a daze in front of the flower bed was just to choose a nice place to kill time.
"So, what's wrong with you? Are you in a sea of skirts again? But it's almost winter now, and no one is wearing a skirt to show you their white legs."
Lorenzo joked, thinking of these not-so-bad memories.
"No, I was just relaxing... but now I have a big announcement to make."
Oscar might be too excited, and he seemed a little at a loss for words.
"Ah?" Lorenzo couldn't understand what he was saying. "Explain it clearly."
"No, no, no, this kind of important event requires a more serious occasion to announce it."
"Then why did you ask me to get in the car?"
The two started arguing, and at this moment, Seleu spoke without any emotion.
"I will succeed Oscar Wilde as the next Nation Builder."
The quarrel in the carriage stopped for a moment. Both Lorenzo and Oscar looked shocked, but the reasons for their shock were completely different.