Detective Conan: The Literary Genius is Actually a Great Scientist

After Lin Ran finished speaking, the entire room fell silent for a moment.

Then... it exploded.

The audience was stunned at first, then erupted in deafening cheers and whistles.

No one expected that, in front of cameras worldwide and under the gaze of millions of readers, Lin Ran would actually admit it so openly, even revealing the woman's identity.

Noticing the gazes fixed on her, Her Majesty the Queen reached up and brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear, a composed smile still playing on her lips, but her phoenix eyes inadvertently glanced at the two women in front of her.

The contempt from little Hayashi Tomoko.

No matter how much you fight, the White Bone Demon and the Spider Demon are ultimately just demons on the journey to the West. Only her Kingdom of Women is Tang Sanzang's own tribulation.

Demons can be fought, captured, or Guanyin can be asked for help, but the challenge of the Women's Kingdom is an obstacle that Tang Sanzang cannot overcome on his own.

The princess's smile froze for a moment, but only for a moment, before she regained her graceful curve.

Bei raised an eyebrow.

Little Sun did a great job! She's my editor and the person I respect most.

Dear friend.

That word is used brilliantly.

It acknowledges her status without being too explicit, allowing readers to interpret it as respect for the editor or something deeper—it's entirely up to their own understanding.

But for Suzuki Tomoko, that was enough. Before this, only her maid had ever enjoyed such a public announcement.

The female host finally snapped out of her daze and, like everyone else present, exclaimed excitedly, "Wow! We never expected that the mysterious woman our readers have been searching for for so long would actually be here with us! May I ask our editor, Tomoko, to say a few words?"

Lin Ran and Suzuki Tomoko exchanged a glance.

Her Majesty smiled slightly: "Of course."

Although the female host's desire for gossip was at its peak, and she wanted to know the story between the two immediately, she was also aware that the woman in front of her was no ordinary person, so she remained restrained: "Editor Pengzi, as far as we know, you only started working as Xia Mo's editor when he was writing 'Harry Potter'. Is it because you knew that Xia Mo's book was written for you?"

When interviewed by the host, Tomoko Suzuki did not act coy like a young girl, but instead answered frankly, "Yes."

The female host became even more excited: "So this is a story of a writer and editor going to great lengths together?"

"You can say that if you want," Tomoko Suzuki smiled, facing the camera with the unwavering confidence of a queen: "Initially, I was indeed drawn to Natsume-sensei's writing."

The female host asked curiously, "Can you tell me how you two met?"

This question made both of them smile slightly.

After all, this is their exclusive secret.

Lin Ran interjected, "I'll answer that question."

"How did we meet?" The young man glanced at Suzuki Tomoko, a slight smile playing on his lips. "To be honest, it's pretty corny. One day, a reader gave me a large donation, so much so that I thought the bank system had malfunctioned."

Suzuki Tomoko smiled, saying nothing, but turned her head slightly to look at him. Her phoenix eyes were filled with his image, as gentle as a lake in spring, capable of soaking a person completely.

The female host asked in surprise, "A tip?"

"Yes."

Lin Ran nodded: "Don't think this is a small matter. You know, I had just arrived in Japan at the age of eighteen. I was alone in a foreign country with little money in my pocket. I rented a very small apartment, attended classes during the day, and wrote books at night."

"My first book was 'The Devotion of Suspect X,' which was serialized in the newspaper. I wasn't famous and didn't have many readers. Before I received my royalties, I couldn't even afford my favorite watermelon."

The audience burst into laughter at these words.

Some readers who have been to Japan know the price of watermelons there and nodded in agreement.

The princess and Bei Jie on the stage listened quietly.

They know about Lin Ran's achievements and his current glory, but few know about his life when he first arrived in Japan.

"Back then, every day after I finished writing my manuscript, I would go to the convenience store to buy the cheapest drink, and then sit on the steps downstairs in my apartment building, drinking it while thinking about whether I should find a part-time job the next day to supplement my living expenses."

Lin Ran touched her face and joked, "You know, with a face like mine, there were so many men who wanted to keep me as a sugar daddy back then."

The female host couldn't help but ask, "This kind of part-time job?"

"Of course, after all, this is the face I have, and I inherited my mother's genes perfectly." The young man was quite proud.

Sister Bei smiled and said, "That aunt must be a great beauty. It's just that my mother is no longer here, otherwise I would definitely want the two elders to meet."

Tsk~

Lin Ran glanced at her future daughter-in-law.

No matter how much you flatter her, your mother-in-law is no longer here, she can't hear you.

The audience below started clamoring: "Ms. Xia Mo, is this event still going on?"

"It's gone, it's expired." Lin Ran waved her hand.

A chorus of regrets erupted, and even the female host sighed.

As everyone knows, Lin Ran is a universally acknowledged handsome man. His face is truly captivating to all tastes. Coupled with his talent, if this event were still running, they would go to great lengths to book him for a night.

"Alright, let's get back to the main topic."

Lin Ran coughed lightly: "Then one day, my editor, Mr. Endo, called me and said that a reader had tipped me a sum of money through the newspaper. I thought it was 10,000 yen, or 100,000 yen, at most a million yen, but he told me..."

Lin Ran paused for a moment, looking at the curious eyes below the stage.

"Ten million yen."

A collective gasp rippled through the audience.

Ten million yen is a considerable sum of money, no matter where you are, let alone for a poor student. It's a real lifesaver.

"My first reaction was, who made a mistake? Or did the newspaper make a mistake? Mr. Endo confirmed with me several times, saying that it was correct, it was a reader who specifically requested a donation, without leaving a name or contact information, only leaving a sentence."

"What did you say?" the female host couldn't help but ask.

Lin Ran glanced at Suzuki Tomoko, who was also looking at him with a faint smile on her lips.

She said she hoped the author would continue writing.

The young man looked directly at the woman before him and spoke his heart out to the world's cameras: "It was this sentence that gave me the confidence to continue writing, which led to the Snow Country, Norwegian Wood, and Harry Potter that everyone saw later."

As soon as he finished speaking, applause erupted like a tidal wave.

The princess sat to the side, her smile still impeccable, clapping along with the others, but inwardly she let out a soft sigh.

She understood.

On the surface, Lin Ran's words were an expression of gratitude to Suzuki Tomoko for recognizing her talent back then, but in reality, they were an attempt to vindicate her.

This woman named Suzuki Tomoko has been standing behind him from the very beginning, ever since he was a foreign student who couldn't even afford a watermelon.

This level of importance is beyond what ordinary women can match.

The female host sighed, "This is probably what they mean by 'talented horses are common, but discerning judges of horses are rare.'"

Tomoko Suzuki shook her head: "I'm not a talent scout, I'm just a reader who happened to come across his writing at that time and felt it was worthwhile."

Sitting on the other side, Sister Bei clapped her hands, took the microphone, and said with a hint of bitterness in her voice, "I'm so moved, Teacher Xia Mo. If I had given you that money back then, would this book have been written for me today?"

Lin Ran glanced at her sideways: "Ms. Chris, you were busy filming a movie back then, you probably didn't have time to read a poor student's book."

"How did you know?" Sister Bei raised an eyebrow.

"Because I watch every single one of your movies." Lin Ran smiled. "Last year you were filming big productions, and your schedule was packed. You didn't have time to read a novel by an unknown author."

Sister Bei was speechless.

She looked at Lin Ran with a deep gaze. The little sun had become naughty. Now that he had the queen, he had forgotten about her, his bed partner. It was true that he had forgotten the old for the new.

Okay, it seems like she's the newcomer.

It's truly enviable to meet that fresh-faced little sun; the moment the sun rises must be the most unforgettable.

The female host, having thoroughly enjoyed the gossip, asked one last question: "Editor Pengzi, as Xia Mo's editor and the source of inspiration for this book, when you were reading Harry Potter, did you feel that any character was particularly like yourself?"

Suzuki Tomoko rested her chin on her hand and looked at Lin Ran: "Whether he looks like me or not is not important. What is important is that he wrote the book. As the editor, I participated in every step of the book's development from the first draft to the final product. This is my greatest honor."

"And as... well, as that 'source of inspiration'?" the host asked tentatively.

Tomoko Suzuki smiled slightly: "That's his business. I'll just read it, and he'll just write it. He writes very well, and I enjoy reading it. That's enough."

These words were spoken flawlessly, but everyone in the audience could hear the closeness hidden beneath the restraint.

An editor and an author, one reached out to help when the other was at their lowest point, and the other turned around and took that hand when the other was at their peak.

The host remarked, "This is probably the best kind of encounter."

Lin Ran chuckled and shook her head: "No, the best encounter isn't like this."

The host was taken aback: "What is that?"

Lin Ran glanced at Suzuki Tomoko, then spoke clearly into the camera: "The best encounter is when she could have just passed by, but she didn't."

Tsk~

Bei regrets coming to the launch ceremony today.

Not only did I fail to flirt with Little Sun, but I also got fed a good amount of dog food. I'll give that girl Qilin a good talking-to when I get back.

Don't ask why.

The answer is that she's helping Little Sun find stars.

……

The interview session at the launch event concluded in a relaxed yet enthusiastic atmosphere, and all the readers who attended left completely satisfied.

Next comes the autograph session.

Penguin arranged a special passage and area, with long tables set up in front of the stage, and readers lined up in two rows, holding their pre-ordered copies of "Harry Potter".

In the makeshift rest room, Lin Ran was drinking water and preparing. After half a day of interviews, her throat was dry.

Fortunately, the effect should be good.

The young man calculated that with his passionate interview today, Harry Potter sales should increase by at least 30%, otherwise he would be letting himself down.

"Have you figured out how to explain this to Sonoko when you get back?" After arranging the work with the Penguin staff, Suzuki Tomoko strolled over leisurely, holding a schedule of the autograph session in her hand, glancing at it as she walked.

Lin Ran glanced at her and coughed lightly: "What do you mean, 'explain'?"

"What do you think?" Tomoko Suzuki looked at him with a smile.

Lin Ran knew that Sonoko and Ayako would definitely see today's interview, but since he had admitted his feelings in front of the whole world's cameras, he wasn't afraid.

Emmm...

Well, just imagining the scene of the young lady baring her teeth and claws, ready to fight him to the death, the great writer Lin still felt a little panicked.

He decisively pulled her along as a scapegoat, raising an eyebrow at Suzuki Tomoko and saying, "If anyone's going to explain, it should be you, Auntie, explaining first, right? We're in the same boat now."

"What should I confess?"

Tomoko Suzuki looked surprised: "I gave her a chance and she couldn't seize it. Am I not allowed to personally step in and help this good-for-nothing solidify her position?"

"Wouldn't saying that be too hurtful to Sonoko...?"

"Hurt her mother my foot!"

The thought of her two daughters being unable to stand up made Tomoko Suzuki inexplicably angry, so angry that her chest felt bloated. She had to reach out and unhook her bra to feel a little better.

Lin Ran's eyelids twitched involuntarily as she looked at the bouncy curves.

This woman is really too fierce.

The two full breasts swayed slightly after being freed from their restraints, like two rabbits released from a cage. You could feel their vitality even through his shirt. He quickly looked away, but his eyes couldn't help but dart over there out of the corner of his eye.

But what she said wasn't entirely unreasonable. Her words in today's interview, though seemingly ambiguous, were actually nothing more than an acknowledgment of Suzuki Tomoko's help to him.

So if the young lady really wants an explanation, she can simply say that he did this to repay a debt of gratitude and express his thanks.

But for Tomoko Suzuki, that was enough.

What she wanted was that public stance, that position where everyone knew "I stand beside him".

As for the rest, Wang didn't care.

Rubbing her chest to ease her frustration, she looked at the young man before her, her beautiful eyes shimmering with tenderness: "Little Ranran, you've given me a wonderful surprise today."

Lin Ran smiled: "Do you like it?"

"I like it." Tomoko Suzuki leaned closer, placing her hand on the sofa armrest and looking down at Lin Ran. "But doesn't Ranran usually avoid me? Why are you being so bold today?"

This pose is a bit like a wall slam.

The only difference is that the male and female leads have switched jobs.

Her Majesty the Queen exuded an overwhelming aura, which Lin Ran found somewhat overwhelming. She silently shifted her head back, otherwise their noses would have touched—that heavy weight...

It's truly astounding.

"Auntie, can we talk in a different way?" Lin Ran turned her head, trying to keep her gaze on the other woman's face instead of looking down.

"No." Tomoko Suzuki refused decisively, then deliberately moved a little closer: "Little Ranran made me so happy today, I should get some reward, right?"

"???"

Lin Ran looked bewildered: "I made you happy, and you're asking me for a reward? Shouldn't I be asking you?"

"Okay, then I'll give Ranran a reward right away~" That's exactly what Suzuki Tomoko was waiting for.

Before Lin Ran could react, she lowered her head, leaned forward, and with the domineering air of an empress, kissed him directly, her aura suggesting she wanted to completely possess the little man before her.

Lin Ran, who was attacked: "..."

have to.

I've been fooled again, and Dangdang is different.