Detective Conan: The Literary Genius is Actually a Great Scientist

The Lin Residence.

Night had quietly fallen, and the moonlight was hazy.

Akemi Miyano, having just finished a one-day course on "Deep Learning and Practice of Life Assistant," was sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, hugging an innocent-looking cushion, watching TV with a resentful expression.

The evening news is playing on TV:

"...Regarding the theft of a huge sum of cash from the Mitsubishi Bank Mitsubishi branch, the police are still conducting a full investigation. It is reported that the stolen amount is as high as 50 billion yen! The whereabouts of this huge sum remains a mystery..."

Our reporter interviewed the head of 4L Bank…

The scene then cuts to a middle-aged man in a suit with a somber expression; he is the branch manager of Mihua branch.

The other party, facing the camera, solemnly assured:

"Our bank bears an unshirkable responsibility for the safety of all depositors' funds. We are deeply saddened and sorry that this has happened! But I solemnly promise all depositors that we will cooperate with the police to do everything in our power to recover this 50 billion yen..."

"Snapped!"

Akemi Miyano was so angry that she threw the cushion she was holding onto the sofa, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief and indignation.

Heartless! Absolutely heartless!

She meticulously planned for over half a year, and clearly only robbed 10 billion yen, so how did it become 50 billion yen in the news?

Where did this extra 40 billion come from?!

"Who is the real robber?!"

Akemi Miyano couldn't help but complain about the empty living room.

Without a doubt, she had become the perfect scapegoat. There were definitely problems within the bank, and countless bad debts and deficits were being dumped on her, the "legendary female robber," under the guise of this "sensational" robbery.

Just as she was feeling down, she heard the sound of a door opening in the entryway.

Lin Ran is back.

Hearing the noise, the assistant, who had just been sulking, jumped off the sofa and ran over in her slippers.

As soon as Lin Ran closed the door, she heard a gentle voice in front of her:

"Young Master Ran, welcome home."

"Um?"

Lin Ran was taken aback; there was no one in front of her.

He subconsciously looked down and saw a woman in a pure white dress kneeling on the floor of the entryway. Her smooth black hair was tied behind her head, with a few strands falling down her fair neck.

From a high vantage point, one can see the proudly erect breasts rising and falling gently with the woman's breath, swaying slightly.

Noticing Lin Ran's stunned gaze, Miyano Akemi raised her bright and beautiful face, revealing a shy smile. Then, she placed her two slender, fair hands on her forehead, slowly lowered her head, and respectfully made a gesture full of...

A deep bowing with a sense of sacredness and blasphemy.

"Young Master Ran, welcome home. You've had a long day."

As she bent over, the already short skirt of her dress inevitably rode up, revealing a pair of long, shapely, snow-white legs that gleamed with a delicate, lustrous sheen under the light, extending all the way into the shadows of the skirt...

The visual impact of this scene is truly, truly, truly enormous.

Lin Ran was so stunned by what she saw.

Blood tends to flow faster in an uncertain direction.

No, what happened?

Where did my beloved Mingmei, who is a little clumsy but bright, kind, gentle and considerate, go?

How come you've changed so much in just one day?

Seeing that Lin Ran did not react, Miyano Akemi, who had her head down, quietly took out her phone from her dress pocket, quickly glanced at the "tutorial post" on the screen, and then nodded her head thoughtfully.

Hmm, the next step is...

"Young Master Ran, please change your shoes."

Akemi Miyano picked up the slippers that had been prepared beforehand, placed them beside Lin Ran's feet, and then stretched out her fair and delicate hands, wanting to take off his shoes herself.

Lin Ran finally came to her senses and took a half step back.

"Wait! Akemi-nee, what... what are you doing?"

"well?"

Akemi Miyano looked up, blinked her clear blue eyes, her eyelashes fluttering like tiny fans, and asked in a tone of confusion and a hint of grievance, "Young Master, don't you like it?"

She waved her phone, the screen still lit: "Didn't the internet say that this is the basic workflow for a personal assistant? Greeting the client when they come home, bowing respectfully, helping them change their shoes... I followed the instructions step by step."

Lin Ran: "..."

I just realized that my little assistant actually has a natural air of naivety.

A moment later, on the living room sofa.

Lin Ran rubbed her throbbing temples, feeling a bit exhausted.

Akemi Miyano stood before him like a schoolchild who had made a mistake, her hands weakly clasped in front of her.

"Sister Mingmei."

Lin Ran lowered her hand, sighed, and looked helplessly at the beautiful woman in front of her who exuded an aura of "I was wrong, but I don't fully know where I went wrong."

"Could you tell me where you learned all these... uh, 'service procedures'?"

"Online."

Miyano Akemi answered matter-of-factly, even with a touch of pride, feeling that she had done her homework thoroughly. She took out her phone, skillfully opened several bookmarked web pages, and handed them to Lin Ran to look at.

"Look, 'How to Become the Perfect Personal Assistant,' 'The Self-Cultivation of a Maid: 100 Details to Satisfy Your Master,' 'In-Depth Analysis: The Correct Application of Dogeza in Different Situations'..."

Lin Ran took the phone and quickly browsed through the forum posts and so-called instructional videos, her lips twitching violently.

These websites... don't look very legitimate at all!

It contains too many strange anime culture elements and certain "service spirits" with special implications.

He finally understood where the problem lay.

You really can't believe everything you read online. Look at how a naive and kind girl has been fooled.

"Sister Mingmei."

Lin Ran handed the phone back to her, speaking as gently as possible, "First of all, we're not in a master-servant relationship, we're employees, or more accurately, friends and business partners. You don't need to call me 'Young Master,' just call me Lin Ran or Lin Jun."

"Secondly," he said, pointing to the web pages, "most of these are just clickbait sites, or rather, a fantasy."

All that stuff about bowing deeply and changing the owner's shoes is just a hoax. Your job is simply to clean the villa and cook, understand?

Miyano Akemi listened to his explanation and felt inexplicably disappointed.

"Is that how it is?" she muttered to herself. "I thought this would be more professional..."

Seeing her slightly aggrieved expression due to her "failure in learning," which even dimmed her otherwise bright aura, Lin Ran softened her tone, adding a touch of indulgence:

"Trust me, you're doing great as you are."

Miyano Akemi looked up and saw Lin Ran's smiling eyes. The slight frustration in her heart instantly disappeared, replaced by a feeling of warmth.

"Yes! I understand, Young Master Ran!"

Just call me Lin Ran.

"Yes, Young Master Ran!"

"..."

Lin Ran looked at Miyano Akemi, whose face seemed to say "I'll listen, but I won't change," and was momentarily speechless, feeling that her communication skills were completely ineffective when dealing with a natural airhead.

He's a good socialist kid, but he really has no experience when it comes to this kind of capitalist, straightforward, and sticky sugar-coated bullet!

but……

You know what, when a beautiful older sister with an angelic face and a gentle temperament looks at you with eyes full of dependence and admiration, softly calling you "Young Master"... that subtle sense of pleasure and satisfaction is indeed a bit... hard to resist.

Evil capitalism.

The methods used to corrupt people's hearts are truly impossible to guard against!

Lin Ran straightened her face and silently recited the core values ​​in her heart, trying to stay true to herself.

"Okay, you can call me whatever you want, Akemi-nee."

After holding out for about three seconds, Lin Ran decisively chose to give up treatment and surrendered.

Oh well, as long as she's happy...

Human nature is such that people find things delicious.

Seeing that Lin Ran didn't insist anymore, Miyano Akemi breathed a sigh of relief and was very happy.

In her view, the other party not only saved her life and gave her a safe and warm haven and an easy, high-paying job, but also promised to help her rescue her sister from the organization.

She didn't know how to repay such a great kindness; she could sell herself and still not pay it back.

She recalled a line from a book she had read before: "I have nothing to repay you with but my body."

She thought what he said made perfect sense!

It is full of ancient wisdom.

Such a profound debt of gratitude could only be barely repaid by giving him my whole being, body and soul.

Don't ask why there's no "being reborn as a cow or a horse in the next life" scenario.

The answer is simple: Lin Ran is just too beautiful.

To say "I'll get my revenge in the next life" to someone with this face is absolutely heartless.

I must repay this debt in this lifetime! Immediately! Right now! On the spot!