Hunting High School

"As for the escort, the Mounted Police of Beta Town Public Security Bureau will be in charge."

Speaking of this, the wizard of the three-pointed sword raised his head, glanced at the treetops in the silent forest, and then took out his pocket watch, looked at the time, and muttered: "Why haven't they come yet... By this time, they should be here what?"

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"Over there!" Zheng Qing pointed in the direction opposite to the three-pronged sword wizard's line of sight, and shouted, "Is it them?"

Everyone else on the boat turned their heads in unison, looking in the direction Zheng Qing pointed.

I saw a few figures riding brooms flying over from the other side of the river bend, and they were constantly lowering their altitude. The undulating treetops protruding from both sides of the river bank did not bother them in the slightest.

Under the control of those wizards, the broom skimmed over obstacles one by one, rolling up a few dead leaves from the branches from time to time.

"call!"

"Hoo hoo!"

Not for a moment, the mounted police stopped on both sides of the ferry boat with howling wind.

There were five newcomers in total, two on the left and two on each side, waiting with their broomsticks; there was also a leading mounted policeman who parked his broom on the deck, lifted his legs, and jumped off the broom.

Zheng Qing noticed that these brooms were all blue and white striped.

There was a thin thread hanging from the broom tail, and a red jack-o-lantern like a spinning top was hanging from the end of the thread. It was twirling crazily, and at the same time it was beeping and beeping, making it extremely noisy.

After jumping off the broom, the leading mounted policeman grabbed the red jack-o-lantern and hung it on the hook embedded in the tail of the broom. The jack-o-lantern finally stopped screaming, and Zheng Qing felt his ears become much cleaner.

Then, the captain of the mounted police strode towards the old boatman.

"What's going on? Do you need help, Professor?" He tugged the pointed wizard hat on his head, and pressed his other hand on the Dharma book at his waist, with a polite tone.

Zheng Qing noticed a fluorescent orange corn snake coiled on the brim of his hat, drooping its head as if asleep. Even if the captain of the mounted police pulled the brim of his hat, he didn't let the little snake move a little bit. It makes people suspect that it is not a living thing, but a decoration.

"Don't call me a professor!" Old Bernard Shaw sighed, pointed to the wizard with the three-pronged sword next to him with his chin, and said, "An accident...just deal with it according to the procedures."

The wizard of the three-pronged sword immediately handed the note board in his hand to the captain of the mounted police, and at the same time briefly described what happened just now.

At the end, he pointed to Zheng Qing and the boat under his feet, and added: "Because we have to complete the follow-up on-site tasks, your time is more convenient, so I will entrust you with escorting the ferry boat to Beta Town later... …Just send Zheng Qing to the North District Wharf to disembark, and my other colleagues will take over the follow-up work after landing.”

"Thanks for your hard work!"

While he was speaking, the captain of the mounted police had finished browsing the content on the note board. Hearing this, he tugged on the wide brim of his hat, nodded kindly and agreed, "This is our duty."

The three-pronged sword's face immediately beamed with joy.

But before his smile receded, the mounted police captain spoke again:

"There is no problem with the time...but the broom we are using now is the 'Concord max' series, and the minimum speed is 60 per hour. If it is slower, the broom will stall. If it is the previous 'Hummingbird-4c' or 'Dragonfly-5 series Well, those two broomsticks have good low-speed flight capabilities... Now this one..."

As he spoke, he looked around, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

His concerns were obvious to all.

The ferry boat is an ordinary punting boat without high-end alchemy power equipment installed. It is really impossible to rely on it to catch up with the 'Concord Max' series of broomsticks.

The old Bernard Shaw laughed loudly, and waved his hands domineeringly: "What a big deal...you just fly sideways, if you can't catch up with you, I'll chop up this little broken boat and use it as firewood!"

After finishing speaking, he bent down and fished out the palm-sized white buffaloes from the bamboo basket at the bow of the boat, and threw them directly into the river.

The buffalo swelled at the sight of the river, and grew from the size of a palm to a height of two meters in the blink of an eye. Curved horns, strong muscles, and smooth satin fur all show their extraordinaryness to onlookers.

Then, old Bernard Shaw stomped his feet.

Several thick cables shot out from the mezzanine below the deck, and they clung to the buffalo like swimming snakes, shuttled back and forth, and built a strong cattle frame in a short while.

"At a speed of sixty per hour, five bulls' strength is enough." The old man nodded, tapped the penny in the water, looked at the two investigators on the boat, and blinked: "Let's go!"

The captain of the mounted police looked in surprise at those big guys with only a little back showing in the river, and the few tight cables, and praised: "Nowadays, few people raise so many jade cattle."

"Because everyone thinks that the maintenance of alchemy equipment is more convenient." The wizard of the three-pronged sword replied, and turned to look at the old boatman: "Then, professor, see you later!"

As he spoke, he put away the notepad and quill, and disappeared from the deck with a soft sound.

The captain of the Mounted Police also jumped on the broom again and began to lead the patrol above the ferry boat.

The pumpkin lantern hanging from the tail of the broom spun crazily again, making piercing screams.

During the following voyage, the old man Bernard Shaw did not reopen the blockage of the cabin, and Zheng Qing could only hold the side of the ship, cross his legs, and sit obediently on the deck, letting the cold wind blow him to tears.

But objectively speaking, seeing the scenery on the deck is clearer and more sensational than in the cabin.

Even in the cold winter now, Zheng Qing can still feel the vitality contained in the silent forest like a bottle of old wine. Before the bottle cap is opened, the aroma is contained but not revealed. Sitting in the cabin, looking through the glass windows It's hard to feel.

Of course, the passengers sitting in the cabin are now deprived of even this right.

The shutters on both sides of the cabin have never been opened since before, Zheng Qing pondered, it is estimated that the old man George Bernard Shaw will end his 'protection' of them at the pier.

Because of a few buffaloes, the subsequent speed became extremely fast.

The waterway, which originally took half a day to complete, was completed in only half an hour under the traction of the buffalo. When the ferry boat docked at the pier in the North District of Beta Town, the sun hadn't even risen to its highest point.

This made Zheng Qing very jealous.

"Are you selling this buffalo?" When he saw the old man George Bernard Shaw put those white buffaloes back into the bamboo basket, he couldn't help asking, "Where did you buy it? How much is it?"

The old boatman glanced at him with drooping eyelids.

"This is a working cow provided by the school work committee, not for sale." The old man added gruffly: "If you really want to buy it, you can go to Green's Grocery Store, they sell everything there."