Detective Conan: The Literary Genius is Actually a Great Scientist

Moreover, and most importantly, this Sitopan conjecture had already been proven in his previous life.

A legendary senior student surnamed Liu from Central South University in China solved this problem almost independently based on his personal interest. He had read this paper when he first took classes in the mathematics department in his previous life.

Just in time to copy...

Well, this is something for scholars; we should say we should learn from it.

It's perfect as a stepping stone for Lin Ran to enter the mathematical arena. It can establish him as a genius, so that when he draws more advanced technologies or papers from the system in the future, it will seem natural.

After an unknown amount of time, Ai finally let out a long sigh of relief, raised her head, and looked at Lin Ran with a complicated expression.

It contained a mixture of disbelief, curiosity, and a subtle...admiration.

"This...did you really write this?"

"Genuine or genuine."

Lin Ran smiled and tapped her temple with her fingertip. "How is it? Are there any major issues with the format? Is the logical argument acceptable to you?"

"..."

The little girl remained silent.

What could she say? Could she say that aside from the basic formulas at the beginning, she could keep up, but when it came to areas she wasn't familiar with, she was completely lost and confused?

But her intuition as a top scientist told her that the boy's proof was valid.

He really is a genius!

He is not only gifted in literature, but also in mathematics.

Can a person really be this monstrous?

Even a genius like Ai Haibara was struck down at this moment.

You are strong, but there is always someone stronger, and this person just happens to appear by her side and save her and her sister.

It took Ai-chan a long time to compose herself. She stretched out her fair finger and pointed to a part of the formula derivation. "Here, the steps jump too far and lack necessary intermediate processes. The reviewers may question the rigor of the derivation."

"Also, the format of this citation does not conform to the IEEE standard."

Lin Ran leaned closer, listening attentively to her instructions, nodding occasionally: "That makes sense... I did simplify things here, it seems I need to add it... IEEE format? I referenced another paper, it seems to use APA..."

Two heads, one big and one small, were huddled together at the desk, discussing a complex math problem, creating a strangely harmonious atmosphere.

"Yes, that's much clearer."

After Lin Ran revised a few parts according to Xiao Ai's suggestions, the logic of the paper became more rigorous and fluent.

He couldn't help but sigh, thinking that he had really hit the jackpot by finding this little genius scientist. Wasn't she a ready-made, knowledgeable academic advisor who didn't even need to be paid?

"I have learned a lot, Your Highness Ai."

Lin Ran smiled and cupped her hands in greeting, using a slightly teasing but respectful term, "Indeed, for professional matters, one should consult professionals."

Ai gave a soft hum, jumped off the chair, and resumed her aloof demeanor, but her slightly raised chin still revealed a hint of satisfaction at being recognized.

"I just don't want to see a paper that had the potential to be published in a journal of the caliber of the Journal of Symbolic Logic rejected because of formatting issues."

She paused, then, unable to contain her curiosity, asked, "How did you, a great writer, come up with the idea of ​​tackling such mathematical and logical conjectures?"

Lin Ran stretched, walked to the window, gazed at the tranquil moonlight outside, and said in a tone that was a mixture of joke and seriousness:

"It is said that the end of science is theology. As for me, I just want to see how beautiful the world of absolute truth constructed by logic and mathematics is, beyond the subtle human nature depicted in literature."

He turned around, a slight smile curving his lips, the moonlight from the window gilding him with a silvery glow.

"Besides, don't you think it's...especially cool when the titles 'genius writer Lin Ran' and 'genius mathematician Lin Ran' are both on one person?"

Ai: "..."

For a fleeting moment, she was genuinely touched by his pursuit of truth. Turns out, the most basic motivation for this guy to suddenly switch fields and dabble in mathematics was simply because he thought it would be cool.

That's really capricious!

Or perhaps true geniuses are mostly "freaks" with unconventional thinking.

She herself is sometimes like that.

"as you like."

She crossed her arms, turned and walked out of the study. When she reached the door, she paused, turned her back to him, and added, "The tea... remember to drink it while it's hot."

After saying that, he closed the door.

Don't get me wrong, she's not concerned about him, it's just her sister's task.

Inside the study, Lin Ran looked at the closed door, then glanced down at the stack of manuscripts that His Highness Ai had personally reviewed, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

The first step has been taken.

He sat back down at his desk, picked up his pen again, and began revising the manuscript. Even geniuses need to work hard.

In the next room.

As Akemi made the bed, she asked her younger sister, who had just returned from the study, "How was it, Shiho? Did you get along well with Young Master Ran?"

Ai buried herself in the soft bed, hugging a pillow almost half her size, and mumbled, "Hmm...it's alright. He's not writing; he's reading a math book."

"A math book?" Akemi turned around in surprise. "Young Master is really diligent. But I hope you can chat with him, Shiho."

A relieved smile appeared on her bright face. "I knew it! Young Master is a really good person. He not only saved us but also gave us a place to live and helped us get new identities... Shiho, we should be grateful."

Ai hummed in agreement, resting her chin on the pillow, her icy blue eyes somewhat lost in thought.

Grateful? Of course she was.

But... Lin Ran is sometimes really hard to understand. He is clearly a talented and brilliant writer, but he insists on studying some profound mathematics, and he seems to enjoy it.

"Sister, what kind of person do you think Lin Ran is?"

"Young Master Ran..."

Akemi thought for a moment and answered very seriously, "He is a very gentle and strong person."

As she spoke, she walked over and put her arm around her younger sister's small shoulders:

"Moreover, the young master has never broken his promise to me. He said he would save you, and he really did bring you safely back to my side. Shiho, in this world, besides you, the person my sister trusts the most is Young Master Ran."

Seeing the gratitude, admiration, and dependence in her older sister's eyes, the tea-haired girl nodded gently. "I understand, sister. I will get along well with him."

"That's great! Shiho is the most sensible one!"

Hearing her sister's words, Akemi was as happy as a child, and hugged Ai tightly, rubbing her cheek against her sister's soft hair.

"Ugh... Sister, sister... let go... I can't breathe..."

Xiao Ai let out a mournful cry, her little hands weakly pushing away.

Yamete, I can't breathe.

Feeling this suffocating sense of oppression, Ai-chan felt a surge of grief and indignation once again:

They're both daughters of the Miyano family, so why did the older sister perfectly inherit her mother's superior physique genes, while she didn't...?

This is outrageous! This is unfair!