Ke Xue: I picked up a bottle of sherry at the beginning.

"Pa pa pa!" Bai Quanyi clapped his hands. "Sister Bei is so good at fighting. Did a Hollywood martial arts instructor teach you? Your fighting is really beautiful."

Vermouth was immediately irritated by Baiquan Yi and shouted, "Boy, if you have the guts, don't hide. Stand up and fight me."

"Ok."

Vermouth attacked Baiquanyi again. This time, Baiquanyi did not dodge, but instead grabbed Vermouth's wrist and pulled her in front of him. Then, Baiquanyi kissed Vermouth's moist lips without hesitation.

The incomparable feeling, Miss Bay's kiss is so wonderful!

94. The White Crane Returns Gratitude

"Um-"

Vermouth was horrified. She was actually kissed by the bad boy Baiquanyi. It was simply unforgivable!

"Baiquan Yi—let me go!"

"Sorry... Vermouth, you're so cute, I couldn't help it..."

"cute?"

Vermouth took a few steps back. She was a female devil, and some people actually said she was cute. What was this, a mockery?

"Have you thought about it? How about being my girlfriend?"

Vermouth looked at Baiquanyi warily. After the previous confrontation, she didn't dare to act rashly. If Baiquanyi went crazy and forced her, she would be completely helpless.

"Are you crazy? I've only met you a few times, how can you ask me to be your girlfriend so soon?"

"Okay... I'll give you some time to think about it carefully. I'll go back to sleep first." Bai Quanyi didn't really intend to force Vermouth. Vermouth was a woman he loved very much. He not only wanted Vermouth's body, but also her heart. He had the patience to conquer Vermouth step by step.

As Vermouth watched Baiquan Yi leave, her vigilance relaxed.

"Damn it—Bai Quanyi actually saw everything. What a loss."

Vermouth suffered a great loss, but she did not want to take revenge on Bai Quanyi. Instead, she thought that Bai Quanyi was a talented person, so she should recruit him into the Black Organization and make him a better person.

"Gin, that idiot, drove Shirley away, causing the organization's research to stagnate. Recruiting Shirakuzen Masu into the organization and replacing him with two idiots like Gin will surely help the organization's cause flourish."

Vermouth looked down on Gin in her heart. The fact that such a waste could hold a high position showed that the organization was in decline.

Gin is a complete waste. He can't handle an undercover agent, and he's ruthless in killing his own people. He's arguably the worst cadre in the organization. He's always been a hindrance, a backslider, and a complete mess. If Gin doesn't get out, the great, bright, and righteous cause of the organization will eventually be over.

……

The next day, instead of taking the children to go skiing, Shirazumi rented a car and took them to see the scenery of Hokkaido. Of course, the main reason was to take care of Vermouth and make her happy.

Conan suddenly mentioned that he wanted to go to the Great Swamp to see the red-crowned cranes. Upon hearing this, the other children expressed their desire to go too.

Bai Quanyi drove there to fulfill their wish.

The weather was very good the next day, with a few white clouds floating in the sky and the sky clear, but the temperature was still very low, so the mountains were still covered with jade trees and snow. The car was driving on the road covered with residual snow, and the anti-skid chains on the wheels pressed on the snow, making a crisp "click-click" sound, which was quite interesting.

Bai Quanyi followed the navigation on his phone. When the car arrived at a windy pass, Conan couldn't help but shout excitedly: "Ah, after crossing this pass, there is a big swamp ahead. We can see the red-crowned cranes again!"

"There are red-crowned cranes in Tokyo too, why did you come all the way to Hokkaido to see them?"

Ai explained, "How can the red-crowned cranes in the zoo compare to those in nature? Red-crowned cranes are rare animals, and only in Hokkaido can you see this natural wonder!"

"Doctor Shindo, do you like red-crowned cranes?" asked Baiquan Yi.

"Well...it's okay..." Vermouth said lightly. For her, it's neither a matter of liking nor disliking the red-crowned crane.

The car passed the col in a flash, and the view opened up. Ahead was a vast, open swamp. The ice and snow on the swamp surface had not yet melted, and it was crystal white, shining like a mirror in the sunlight.

A group of white cranes were playing in the snow, flapping their wings to preen their feathers or singing and jumping for joy. Their snow-white feathers blended with the snow, and the red on their heads was even more eye-catching.

High up in the swamp, there stands a lonely little hut, a feeding shed built for the white cranes to overwinter. In winter, when there's less food in the wild, people put feed here, ensuring the quails have plenty to eat and won't starve.

Bai Quanyi parked the car in the open space outside the feeding house and let the children watch the red-crowned cranes outside.

He stood next to Vermouth, accompanying her.

It seemed that Vermouth had not been so calm for a long time, and she was in a rare good mood. However, when she thought of Bai Quanyi deliberately teasing her last night, she began to grit her teeth at Bai Quanyi again.

"Wow, it's flying again!"

"Conan, look, that one is definitely a female!"

"so cute……"

"Can I touch a red-crowned crane?"

"Yuanta, don't mess around..."

"Knock..." Someone walked towards Bai Quanyi, holding a crossbow in his hand and looking alert.

The man who came was a sturdy old man with a fierce gleam in his eyes.

"Who are you? Who sent you here?"

Vermouth said disdainfully: "Is this your territory? I come when I want and leave when I want..."

"You—this is my territory!" the old man said unreasonably. This is clearly the wilderness, how can it become his territory?

However, Bai Quanyi tried to smooth things over by saying, "Sorry to bother you, we just brought our children here to observe the red-crowned cranes. We have no ill intentions."

"You're not here to steal the crane, are you?"

"No, no...you misunderstood." Baiquan Yi said kindly.

At this time, Conan ran over and shouted to the old man: "Grandpa Machida, do you still recognize me?"

"..." Machida paused, then put down the bow, took out the arrow, and laughed, "You are Conan."

"Grandpa, I called my friends to come over to watch the cranes today."

"Welcome, welcome! No wonder the red-crowned cranes are calling so loudly today! We have distinguished guests!"

Mr. Machida happily took the children to watch the crane feeding. After playing for a while, Conan went back inside and pointed at the glass on the window and asked, "Grandpa, why do these windows have tempered glass? It's the same type of glass used on airplanes, and it costs a lot of money!"

"I have no choice," Machida said. "Some people like to play pranks and often break glass. So I have no choice but to use this hard-to-break reinforced glass."

Baiquan Yi and Vermouth sat in the house without saying a word. They were just curious about the old man who took care of the cranes' daily life and food all day long and did nothing else.

"Brother Shiraizumi." Conan came over and called, "Grandpa Machida asked if you would like to stay at his house?"

Bai Quanyi looked at Vermouth, and Vermouth said calmly: "Whatever."

Machida said sincerely: "I can waive your accommodation fees. Conan is my good friend, and the red-crowned crane loves him very much. Let's just say it's the white crane's way of repaying a favor."

"Oh, I see. Okay." Bai Quanyi didn't care and just followed the old man's good intention.

Bai Quanyi looked at Conan who was keeping a secret and asked curiously: "Conan, you really have a way! You can actually make friends with the red-crowned crane."

Conan said: "Of course. I trained in Hawaii!"

95. A murder occurred

Machida locked the door, and everyone got in the car and drove along the road at the edge of the swamp. Soon, they saw a small courtyard at the foot of the gentle hillside at the edge of the swamp. Nestled between the mountain and the water, and shaded by trees, the courtyard was as peaceful and tranquil as a landscape painting. Machida pointed at the courtyard and said, "That's my home. I live there alone now."

The car stopped at the courtyard gate. Machida led everyone into the living room, which was spacious, bright, and elegantly simple. Every furnishing exuded a strong rural atmosphere. Machida asked Maori and the others to sit down, poured more tea, and pointed to a photo of a woman on the altar. He said, "That's a portrait of my wife. She unfortunately passed away five years ago, and I've lived alone in this house ever since."

Bai Quanyi took a few sips of tea and was attracted by the white crane specimen in the room. He stood up and walked over to admire it for a while, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's so well made, it looks like a real one!"

"That's a specimen I made from an injured or sick red-crowned crane. I plan to donate it to a school or a museum."

"Mr. Machida, you are really passionate about protecting the environment."

As they were talking, the door creaked open and a tall, middle-aged man with rough features and long hair walked in. Seeing the guests in the room, he smiled and greeted them: "Hello, welcome!"

Machida introduced the newcomer to everyone, "This is my younger brother Abao, he is an unknown painter, he came here 10 days ago."

"...an unknown painter..." Machida Yasushi was dissatisfied with his elder brother's introduction. "How can you say that, elder brother?"

"What I said is the truth. Your lack of observation skills as a painter is your fatal weakness that prevents you from becoming famous." Seeing that his brother was silent, Machida introduced the guests to him.

Conan had always been full of energy even when he was Shinichi, and this became even more so as a child. He wouldn't settle down no matter where he went, and his curiosity hadn't diminished at all. He noticed a piece of reinforced glass against the wall of the window, and was surprised. He couldn't help but ask again what was going on.

"Grandpa, what is this tempered glass used for?"

"Look," Machida said, pointing to the window. "I want to remove the glass and replace it with tempered glass. Then, even from the living room, I'll be able to see the red-crowned cranes in the swamp. How beautiful that would be!"

"father!"

"father!"

Following two shouts, two young people, a man and a woman, rushed in through the door. Before they could even stand still, the young man started yelling at Machida in a bad mood.

"Dad, I heard you're going to donate all your property to the village. Are you kidding me, Dad?"

"No, it's true," Machida replied somewhat unhappily. "I will use this money to take care of the red-crowned cranes and all the migratory birds that live here forever."

"What?" the young man's eyes nearly popped out. "In your eyes, your son and daughter are worse than birds? Dad, you're so inconsiderate!"

"Dad!" the young woman chided, "You have to help me. My boutique is short of funds and is about to be sold to someone else. You can't just watch me go bankrupt!"

"Hey, are you guys done yet?" Machida stood up from the sofa angrily and yelled at his children, "Do you know what? We have guests here. This is so rude!"

After yelling, he folded his arms and sighed, "It's so annoying. Why is everyone only talking about money? Is there no other topic besides money?"

"That's perfectly normal. We're father and son after all. Hey, Dad, why don't you light a fire in the stove when it's so cold? I can't stand it any more."

The young man took out a lighter and went to the stove to light a fire.

"Stop, don't light the fire, Ahao!" Machida Yasushi shouted, rushed forward, stretched out his hand and knocked the lighter out of Ahao's hand with a "snap".

"What are you doing, uncle?"

"You rascal!" Mr. Machida rushed forward. "Migratory birds have nested and laid eggs in this chimney. Even though there are no birds now, spring will come! How many times have I told you not to touch the stove or anything else in this house!"

"Humph! He values ​​those birds more than his own children. I'm afraid there's no other father like him in the world!"

"How dare you!" Machida yelled, then turned to Machida Bao and said, "A Bao, was it you, old man, who asked them to cause trouble?"

"This...I took the initiative to tell them..." A Bao paused, then nodded in acknowledgment. "Maybe I was wrong, but to avoid future arguments, I'd better come to you to discuss this matter and be clear about it. I'm doing this for your own good!"

"A dog catching a rat, meddling in other people's business!" Machida rolled his eyes at Machida Bao and then lectured Ahao. "I think you've heard what Uncle Bao said. The lawyer will bring the relevant donation documents at five o'clock this afternoon. As long as I sign and stamp the documents, then after I die, this 300 million yen property will belong to the village."

"Dad, I absolutely don't agree with you doing this!" Machida's daughter, Noriko, shouted. "I'm going to find that lawyer right away. Spending 300 million yuan on these beastly red-crowned cranes is ridiculous!"

"What do you mean by a beast?" Mr. Machida was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared. "Noriko, I'm telling you, it's useless to see a lawyer. He's just my agent and can't influence my will!"

At this point, his tone changed to a lecture. "I've already given you both your legal inheritances. It's your fault for not cherishing them and not using them to develop yourselves. Even if I gave you all my property, how long would you squander it? Once it's all gone and I'm dead, who will you turn to for inheritance? You're a bunch of useless idiots! Zezi, Ahao, listen to me, you haven't been here in so long. You should go visit your mother's grave, or you'll suffer retribution."

After Mr. Machida finished scolding his children, he stormed out the door and went to tend to the injured red-crowned crane he had locked up in his pen. Noriko and Hiro, who stayed in the house, were extremely embarrassed. Hiro, in particular, had lost all confidence after arguing with his father and being lectured by him. He looked at his sister hesitantly, "Sister, let's go back. We won't get anywhere here. This old man is too stubborn!"

"I must go see that lawyer and ask him to stop this at all costs!" Noriko shouted angrily, "This is so unfair!"

It is difficult for a judge to judge family affairs, and Bai Quanyi is embarrassed to say much about other people's family affairs.

Bai Quanyi signaled Vermouth to go out and look for it. Vermouth understood, and they walked out one after the other. The two of them walked around casually and admired the scenery of the north. Such a quiet trip was actually quite good, and there was no need to go to any tourist attractions.

In a room outside the door stood a large wooden pen, with a large red-crowned crane imprisoned inside. The crane's leg was injured, and Mr. Machida was carefully changing the bandage for it. After the bandage was done, he said, as if comforting a child: "It's okay, your injury will heal in a few days. You have to be patient. Once your injury is healed, you can fly back into the blue sky and sing freely..."

Machida Yasushi came over and said to Shiraizumi Masu:

"My brother used to run a thriving car company in Tokyo. But eight years ago, my sister-in-law got a terminal illness, so he sold his company and brought her to this place to recuperate. He loves her more than his own life!"

"What about his two children?"

"Hiro and Noriko both found life in the countryside dull and tedious, and refused to leave Tokyo. So my brother gave them their legal inheritance, hoping they would thrive. But the two children were both hopeless and quickly squandered the money, so they're fighting over the property again!"

At this moment, an unexpected incident interrupted their conversation and also opened the prelude to a storm. Ahao appeared like a ghost from nowhere, holding a crossbow. He walked to the door of the side room and saw his father with his back to him, carefully preparing a red-crowned crane. Unable to resist the humiliation and anger, he aimed at his father and pulled the trigger.

With a click, the bowstring snapped, but Mr. Machida didn't fall. He hadn't loaded an arrow, but his behavior had frightened the people around the room. The children all ran over. Hiro pulled the bowstring again and took aim at his father.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Bai Quanyi stepped forward to organize, "It's too dangerous, someone could die."

"Why are you meddling in other people's business? Get out of here!" Ah Hao pushed Bai Quanyi away with his hand. "I'm not wearing any arrows, can't you see that?"

"It's not possible without the arrow. My job is a criminal policeman. You are doing such a dangerous thing, so of course I have to stop you!" Baiquan Yi said sternly.

"Hate it! Get out of here!" Ah Hao glared at Bai Quanyi angrily, threw away his crossbow, pushed Bai Quanyi away, and left angrily.

Vermouth said slowly: "Baiquan Yi, you really like to meddle in other people's affairs!"

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Bai Quanyi said, "I can't just watch him kill people. I'm a criminal police officer."

At this time, Machida Yasushi opened his sketchbook and showed the pictures to the children one by one. He drew the red-crowned cranes in various forms, including flying with wings spread, playing, and perching. The forms were so realistic that the children couldn't help but admire them.

"Wow, you're truly a painter! The cranes you painted look just like the real ones!"