About 10 minutes later, out of Willow Avenue, Yorkham Jones came to a stop sign with his hand in his arms.

Looking at the maglev railway in front of the stop sign, a full sense of disobedience appeared in Yorkhen Jones's head.

It's like a medieval sky with a few military planes flying suddenly, as if two different worlds collided and merged in a strange way.

And it was the first time that Qingqing saw the maglev railway outside the TV, and his eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"The maglev railway in St. Kottine's Academy is nearly a hundred years old, and the cutting-edge technology of the Sidava Continent is basically from the academy's research institute..."

After explaining two sentences, seeing the maglev bus coming quickly, Yorkham Jones took a few steps forward with the maglev bus in his arms, and pointed to the maglev bus that was slowly stopping and said:

"This old antique won't be in service for a few years, and now atomic energy research is close to controlled nuclear fusion, and it won't be long before many things will be obsolete..."

Speaking of which, recalling the black-and-white TV in his home and the horse-drawn carriage taxi he had ridden earlier, Yorkham Jones couldn't help but sigh:

"Hey, it's a pity, except for the belief of the goddess of technology and culture, the utilization rate of these technologies is almost equal to 0, like our Norkeland Kingdom, the city roads have been renovated for more than ten years, and the introduction of cars has not yet been fully implemented..."

Qin Qin Xiaocutie is listening very seriously, every time she hears an unfamiliar term, her brows will wrinkle a point, because she can't understand these words at all...

Approximate feeling, just a very powerful look.

At this moment, a girl wearing a needlework cardigan and a long skirt of black pantyhose also quietly walked to the stop sign.

The girl did not notice Yorkham Jones and Ching, because her eyes kept looking at the book in her arms.

"The Sun in Hand"...

With a glance, Yorkham Jones knew the origin of the book, holding it in his hand, the sun and nuclear fusion, this is a very vivid and interesting popular science book, he also read it when he was two or three years old.

At this time, the maglev bus stopped quietly, without any mechanical roar, and it was even quieter than the river.

The same quiet girl had walked the road countless times, and she didn't look up to know that the bus door was open, and then she continued to walk in with her head down and looking at the book.

Seeing such a quiet person for the first time, he couldn't help but lean into the ear of Yorkham Jones and said:

"What a strange sister..."

"Souls that swim in the ocean of knowledge are quiet. ”

Yorkham Jones smiled and stepped into the maghang bus.

There were not many passengers inside, about twenty or so, the youngest was only six or seven years old, and the oldest was almost in his sixties, but no matter what their age, they were all very quiet, some closed their eyes to recuperate, some read quietly like girls, and some were enjoying the wind outside the window.

After a glance, Yorkham Jones found a seat by the door, and the girl who had been in the car with him sat behind him.

The maglev bus stopped for about 10 minutes and then continued to drive forward.

It's so steady, compared to a horse-drawn taxi, the mag-suspended bus is like a comfortable leather bed, barely a little vibration, you can't even feel it moving forward.

However, the speed of the sign on the carriage reached 1,700 kilometers per hour, which increased from 0 to the current maximum speed in less than 3 seconds.

In this era, in addition to the Orsmond line, the St. Codin College magnetic suspension railway should be the fastest....

However, it is also the speed at which the daily transcendent class can run at full strength, and if it is an 'assassin' class that specializes in speed, it may be a quarter faster...

As Yorkham Jones pondered, the little cutie head came to his ear again:

"Jones, why can't I find someone driving?"

Without waiting for Yorkham Jones to answer, the quiet girl she had met earlier reached out from behind and pinched her cutie face, and said with a smile:

"Because it's AI driving. ”

As a qualified curious baby, Qin Jing will not let go of any questions that he doesn't understand, frowned, and immediately asked:

"What is Artificial Intelligence?"

"Uh... It's a bit cumbersome to explain..."

The girl gently tapped her head with her hand, and after a few seconds, a few hints of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she waved:

"It's like a star girl doll that eats and sleeps on its own. ”

"Wow! I think I want to! Where can I buy it!"

It was the first time the girl had met such a difficult person, and for a while, she didn't know how to answer.

And Yorkham Jones, who was watching this scene, was about to burst out laughing, shook his head, and knocked on Qinqing's head and said:

"Don't disturb my sister. ”

Then Jokham Jones took the girl into his arms, but he himself turned his head and communicated with the girl.

"I'm sorry, but my little angel is very curious about everything, so it didn't bother you, did it?"

Looking at Yorkham Jones's eyes full of vicissitudes of life, matched with the angular masculine face, the girl's face couldn't help but become shy:

"No... No... Your daughter is lovely. ”

"I wonder if I'll be lucky enough to know what subject the cute girl is studying?" said Yorkham Jones, smiling softly, accentuating the magnetism of his voice a little.

The girl is about the same age as Shinichi Kaneda, about fifteen or sixteen years old, and is at the age of fondness for youth fantasies, and it is the first time she has encountered such a bold accosting as Yorkham Jones, and it is also the type she often fantasizes about.

For a moment, the girl was too shy to speak, and after about half a minute, she replied in a small voice like a mosquito:

"The detective department... Ninth grade..."

At this moment, the bus suddenly stopped, and a mechanical sound sounded.

"Please get off in Bekolin..."

"Repeat side, please get off in Bekolin..."

Hearing the voice, the girl hurriedly got up and ran out of the car.

As she ran, the girl's long brown-black hair fluttered in the wind, and the slender part gently floated past the tip of Yorkham Jones's nose.

Smelling the sweet scent of youth, Yorkham Jones couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"What a nostalgic time..."

With a few words, Yorkham Jones picked up Qinqing and walked out of the maglev bus.

Then Yorkham Jones took one look and walked towards the house, which was also covered with a large field of white willows.

The style of the house here is still simple line style, but the color has changed, and it has become black with a bit of blood red, which looks a little mysterious.

The little cutie knocked on Yorkham Jones's head very seriously:

"Jones, you forgot to give money!"

Naturally, Yorkham Jones immediately replied to her with a flick in the head, and said:

"Everything in St. Cotin's Academy is free except for luxuries! ”

As he spoke, Yorkham Jones also held up the golden badge of light to show off a few times.

Jing Jing's little eyes rolled, as if he suddenly thought of some great cause, and immediately pointed to the Bright Badge and asked:

"Are you saying that if I have it, I'll be able to eat and drink for free and live in a big house here?"

"Hmm!"

Nodding in recognition and affirmation, Yorkham Jones sped up a few steps.

As for the cutie, she was staring at the Badge of Light in Yorkham Jones' pocket, and the look in her eyes was like a dragon seeing a gold coin.

Looking down at little Lori, Yorkham Jones couldn't help but shake his head, and sighed in his heart:

"What a little fool, if you steal it and use it, then the extraordinary professionals in the school guard should go home and sweep the floor. ”

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