Detective Conan: The Literary Genius is Actually a Great Scientist

After staying upstairs for a while, Xiaolan and Sonoko ran downstairs to help Suzuki Ayako prepare dinner. Lin Ran, who was bored in her room, followed them downstairs.

It was raining outside, and the living room was rather quiet.

After that unpleasant incident, everyone was clearly a little embarrassed. Fortunately, since they were classmates for many years, they shared some embarrassing stories from their university days, and the atmosphere gradually became more lively again.

After chatting with everyone for a while, Takahashi Ryoichi said he was going to check the roof of the villa and fix the broken lock on the second floor.

Ota Masaru and Kakutani Hiroki then turned their attention to Lin Ran, and the two asked him with great interest about his writing experience, especially curious about how a Chinese person could write a world-famous Japanese mystery novel.

"Lin Ran, I'm very curious," Ota Masaru said, taking out a cigarette from his pack. "How did you write 'The Devotion of Suspect X'? The way you observe and depict Japanese society is completely unlike anything a foreigner could write."

"Yes," Hiroki Kakutani nodded, "especially the details of daily life in the book, they are so realistic, it's as if it was written by someone who has lived in Japan for decades."

Lin Ran obliged and chatted with the two of them for a while.

Having lived two lives and having loved reading books and newspapers since childhood, his conversation topics are limitless.

From literary creation to mathematical research, from astronomy and geography to economic current events, he could even chat about the movies the two of them liked, offering his own unique insights.

"Actually, the core of writing lies in understanding human nature," Lin Ran said slowly after taking a sip of water. "No matter which country you are in, human emotions—love, hate, jealousy, guilt—are universal. The Devotion of Suspect X tells a story about protection, and this kind of emotion transcends national boundaries."

"As for the details of Japanese society," he smiled, "I usually like to observe and have read a lot of Japanese literature. To understand a country's culture, you don't necessarily have to live there for decades. If you feel and think about it with your heart, you can also touch its essence."

The more they talked, the more humble Ota Masaru and Kakutani Hiroki became.

They had initially doubted that Lin Ran could write such a masterpiece at such a young age, after all, it was too outrageous. At eighteen, he was proficient in both mathematics and literature, and had reached the top level in both. This was simply illogical.

But now, faced with Lin Ran's composed demeanor, broad knowledge, and profound insights, the two felt only admiration.

This is a true master!

This is a true master!

The other person's words, actions, and demeanor were completely unlike those of an 18-year-old. In front of Lin Ran, the two of them were like greenhorns, completely being led by the other person in conversation.

Ota Masaru, who was somewhat handsome, sighed inwardly.

When he first saw the girl who came with Lin Ran and looked like an angel, he wanted to use his artistic charm to ask her out for a chat, hoping to develop a romantic encounter in the mountains.

This idea has now been completely abandoned.

As for why not go to the garden?

That's because he still had self-awareness. He was not good enough for the second young lady of the Suzuki Group, and she clearly had her mind on Lin Ran and her eyes never left her.

The reason I gave up on pursuing Xiaolan...

Looking at Lin Ran's handsome profile and then at the kitchen, Ota Masaru smiled bitterly to himself: With an opponent of this caliber, wouldn't it be asking for trouble if I went up there?

We're all intellectuals, so who doesn't understand whom?

Beautiful women love talented men; this is an eternal law.

A talented and handsome guy like Lin Ran is incredibly attractive to girls; my own abilities are simply no match for him.

The three women in the kitchen heard the commotion outside and peeked out.

Seeing Lin Ran, who was clearly in the main seat, chatting and laughing with the two adults and occasionally getting them to nod in agreement, Sonoko's eyes narrowed with a smile, like a child who had just stolen some candy.

"Sister, what do you think? Isn't Lin Ran very talented?"

Seeing her younger sister's boastful look, as if to say "Praise my good taste," Ayako Suzuki smiled and nodded: "Indeed rare. She is so young yet so calm and insightful. Her words are full of knowledge, and she gets along well with Ota and the others."

Xiao Lan brought over the washed vegetables and agreed, "Lin Ran is amazing. She can keep up with anything we talk about, and she speaks in a very comfortable way, without making people feel distant."

Sonoko, hands on her hips and chin raised, said smugly, "Of course! Look who's got their eye on her!"

This is my favorite man!

Seeing this, Ayako chuckled and patted her shoulder: "I know you have good taste, hurry up and hand over the dishes, the soup needs to be ready."

The three of them quickly and efficiently prepared the ingredients, except for Yuanzi.

The young lady came into the kitchen purely to cause trouble. She was unhappy if they didn't let her help, and when they did help, she only made things worse, leaving Ran and Ayako Suzuki somewhat exasperated.

……

After chatting with the two men for a while, Lin Ran took a glass of water and walked to the French windows in the living room, saying she wanted to "see the rain outside."

They're not pretty girls, so he has no interest in talking about them forever.

Outside the window, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind whipped the raindrops against the glass. The distant mountains and forests were only blurry outlines in the rain, and the suspension bridge was swaying wildly in the wind and rain, looking very dangerous.

"This is truly a timely rain..."

Lin Ran took a sip of water and muttered to herself.

For some, this rain is the perfect veil to cover up their evil deeds.

However, his appearance clearly disrupted the plot.

For example, Takahashi Ryoichi, who is now soaked in the rain, covered in bandages, and shivering on the roof of the villa, is staring blankly at the villa's gate.

No, where is everyone? Why isn't anyone coming out?

He waited for ages, but no one came out for a walk. Based on his understanding of his old classmate, he figured the other person would definitely get restless and ask a girl out for a romantic rainy date.

Ideally, that great writer would also come out.

Then he can take the opportunity to appear and announce his arrival.

The script didn't go as he expected at all; he was soaked in the rain for half a day and didn't even see a ghost.

"Achoo!" Ryoichi Takahashi sneezed, rubbed his nose, and felt a little dizzy.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, someone will definitely come out..." He comforted himself while gripping the axe tightly and tugging at his soaked clothes to warm himself up.

...

Inside the villa.

"Is Lin Ran also interested in the weather?"

A gentle voice sounded beside me.

Lin Ran turned his head and saw that Suzuki Ayako had also walked to the window at some point, holding a cup of black tea and looking at him with a smile.

"I just feel that the rain in the mountains is different from that in the city," Lin Ran replied.

"Yes, wilder, and more...real," Ayako Suzuki said meaningfully, her gaze fixed on the dark, rainy night outside the window. "Sometimes, beneath a calm surface lies the most turbulent undercurrent, and a heavy rain can wash many things out."

Lin Ran's heart stirred, and she looked at Suzuki Ayako.

This gentle older sister, who always has her eyes half-closed, seems to be saying something with hidden meaning.

The two were talking—

"BOOM!!!"

A loud bang came from outside.

Lin Ran and Suzuki Ayako both looked out the window at the same time.

The suspension bridge, the only passage connecting the villa to the outside world, was shaking violently in the storm before it snapped with a crash.

The entire bridge resembled a kite with a broken string, one end dangling while the other swayed precariously in the wind, emitting a heart-stopping creaking sound.

It's completely over.

While the two were still in surprise, a dark figure suddenly flashed past the French windows, revealing a face wrapped in bandages and eyes full of malice.

Lin Ran's pupils contracted, and she subconsciously pulled Suzuki Ayako, who was closest to the window, behind her, using her body to block Suzuki Ayako from entering the window.

The movements were quick and natural.

Ayako Suzuki was shielded behind him. She stared at the tall, straight back of the young man in front of her for a moment, then her slightly narrowed eyes softened.

A person's subconscious reaction in a dangerous situation often best reflects their true thoughts and character. In this case, the first thing this young man thought of was protecting the people around him.

"What happened?"

Everyone in the villa heard the noise and ran over.

After learning from Lin Ran that the suspension bridge had broken and the bandaged man had reappeared, Xiao Lan and Sonoko silently shielded Lin Ran in front of them again. However, as soon as they reached the back, they found that their spot had been taken.

"Oh, sister, what are you doing here?"

The garden was bewildered.

Xiaolan blinked. "Are you afraid of ghosts too?"

With her two juniors watching her so closely, Ayako Suzuki couldn't compete with them for a seat anymore. She stepped out from behind Lin Ran, who had been giving her a sense of security, and led everyone out for a check-up.

The result is.

The suspension bridge was vandalized, and the telephone lines were cut.

In other words, from now until dawn tomorrow and the rain stops, this villa will be an isolated fortress completely cut off from the outside world.

The rain was so heavy that there was no cell phone signal at all.

Since things have come to this, let's eat first.