bookbashuk Chapter 231 Red-crowned Crane
Chapter 231 Red-crowned Crane
Chapter 231 Red-crowned Crane
Adhering to the belief that only a master detective can deal with another master detective in the fields of observation, understanding people, and analysis, Amuro Tooru asked his subordinates to hire that legendary master detective, hoping to use this commission as an opportunity to test his boss, Akutagawa Hiko.
Now that Shiota Heihachiro has returned home, it's obvious what this message is about.
Amuro Tooru frowned as he looked at the pile of vague text, completely baffled as to what this famous detective, known as Japan's Sherlock Holmes, was talking about.
However, one point was made quite clearly regarding the attitude towards Akutagawa Hiko: that as long as one is a good person, there is basically no harm done.
Amuro Tooru frowned as he looked at Shiota Heihachiro's evaluation of Akutagawa Hiko. His doubts not only remained unresolved but intensified, so he began to observe his two colleagues.
Judging from the news reports, his boss encountered just as many cases during his trip, which greatly enhanced the firm's reputation. Sometimes, he even had to handle some of the simpler cases.
Just then, a figure I hadn't seen in a while appeared at the office: "Hey, everyone's here."
After spending some time completing the backlog of regular cases at a speed that seemed unbelievable to others, Akutagawa Hiko was surprised to find himself with nothing to do, and Conan hadn't encountered any cases either.
Even Ai Haibara was looking at them with a strange gaze today, as if she had witnessed a miracle.
Akutagawa thought that perhaps the Grim Reaper aura had already met its performance targets in Tokyo, and maybe it needed to go out and explore so that Conan's ability to solve cases could be put to use again.
He wasn't in a hurry. His reputation had been steadily growing, thanks to his previous cases and rescue efforts, as well as his supporting roles in the two incidents and even the collapse of Villa Desura. Combined with what he had accumulated before, the growth rate was not slow.
Peaceful times are always fleeting. With the honest and simple people of Tokyo gradually dwindling, Conan and his friends are finally preparing to go somewhere else.
"Hokkaido?"
Akutagawa answered the phone and asked with some confusion.
"That's right. Conan told us they're going to Hokkaido to see the red-crowned cranes and asked if we wanted to go with them. Dr. Agasa and I have already agreed."
The first phase of the research has ended. Rather than striking while the iron is hot, Ai Haibara prefers to relax for a while first. Although it's a habit she developed while slacking off in the organization, it does improve her efficiency.
"Sure, the firm has finished all the backlog of clients, so I'm pretty free right now."
Xiao Ai, who was so busy that she barely had time to breathe, silently gripped her phone.
"That's settled then, see you tomorrow."
Looking at the black screen of his phone, Akutagawa Hiko shook his head with a smile, thinking, "He's really not cute at all."
Compared to Kogoro Mouri's constant complaining in the other car, the atmosphere in the professor's Beetle was much more harmonious: "Hahaha, speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've seen a wild red-crowned crane."
Ai Haibara looked out the window at the scenery, touched her hair which had been dyed black again with the hair dye invented by the doctor, and with a powerful guy next to her, she felt quite safe.
"After all, due to rampant poaching and the morbid values of some powerful people, the red-crowned crane has become very rare."
Ai Haibara loves small animals, although the size of the red-crowned crane actually puts it outside the category of small animals. It's hard not to like such a beautiful and ethereal creature as the red-crowned crane.
Therefore, they are extremely resentful of poachers, the interest groups behind them, and the buyers.
"That's true, but many people have been dedicated to protecting this beautiful creature and fighting against poaching gangs. However, blinded by profit, the number of people protecting it is incomparable to the number of people harming it."
Akutagawa Hiko greatly admired the old man who decided to dedicate his entire 300 million yen estate to the protection of red-crowned cranes. His children were not entirely hopeless, except for the one who tried to kill the old man and frame his nephew and niece when he couldn't borrow money from him; he was a complete scoundrel.
Following a dirt road, the group finally arrived at the Crane Dance Wetland, home to red-crowned cranes.
"Wow, it's flying! How beautiful!"
Everyone watched with great interest as two or three red-crowned cranes took flight, their elegance and ethereal grace something that many other birds, even those of the same species, lacked.
Of course, Kogoro Mouri was not interested.
He wasn't interested in that animal at all; he'd much rather experience Hokkaido's crabs and hot springs, and of course, he'd love even more if there were fine wines and beautiful women to keep him company.
Not wanting to stand in the cold wind with the others, Kogoro Mouri went straight into a small wooden house not far away and sat on a stool, looking out boredly.
"I really don't know what's so interesting about red-crowned cranes—"
Kogoro Mouri pulled out a cigarette, but before he could light it, the small door of the wooden house suddenly opened, and a crossbow bolt was already pointed at him: "Hey, who are you?"
A scream startled several red-crowned cranes that were preening their feathers, and the group of five hurriedly ran towards the cabin. Fortunately, Kogoro Mouri was only slightly frightened.
Shuzo Machida dedicated his life to protecting red-crowned cranes. He was very friendly to people who liked red-crowned cranes, because in his mind, there were no bad people who liked red-crowned cranes.
Of course, those who like the real money that red-crowned cranes bring, and the vanity that red-crowned crane products bring, are far more despicable than Kogoro Mouri, who simply doesn't care about red-crowned cranes, or those who hate them.
After explaining the situation, the group took on the task of caring for the red-crowned cranes' daily needs.
"This is the first time I've ever observed a live red-crowned crane so closely."
Ai Haibara fed the animals while muttering to herself.
A heartbreaking fact is that the number of specimens of some rare animals actually exceeds their remaining population in the world. If they are not protected, they will soon disappear from this world.
"So beautiful————"
Akutagawa sighed softly.
No wonder immortals love to ride cranes. Their ethereal and otherworldly appearance is something other birds don't possess. The red-crowned crane is the best among them, and its hairstyle, just like Professor Agasa's, can't hide its unique beauty at all.
Rather, it is precisely that exposed, bright red top of its head, like the rising sun, symbolizing new life and vitality, that adds to its unique charm.
Professor Agasa rubbed his nose, feeling a little itchy, but worried that sneezing would frighten the red-crowned cranes, so he held it in.
"The red-crowned crane's tail is actually white!"
Xiao Lan looked like she had learned something new, which is understandable, as many people actually think that the tail of the red-crowned crane is black.