The black police officer hung his head low; it seemed that whenever the issue of appearing on television arose, Chief Dennis would transform into an entirely different person. After their conversation, he had become the wise man, and he felt like the buffoon who chased wild boars.
"The temperature today hit twenty-eight degrees— are we sure that kid won't get heatstroke?" After Dennis left, the cameraman asked in a low voice, "When that cape fluttered up, it looked to be made of rather heavy material."
Elton shifted his gaze and began, "Although that uniform somewhat gives me the impression of being a hybrid product of an England-Italy alliance, in the end, his method was absolutely correct. I'm from Missouri, where the farmers are indeed accustomed to confronting wild boars head-on with hounds while they aim guns from the side."
