The train driver in the courtyard

"Annals of Mathematics officially announces review results: Tokyo University's paper passed, media may owe Tokyo University students an apology"

"Behind the Paper Storm: Is It Actually a Shocking Conspiracy Carefully Planned by the Imperial University?"

"A habitual offender appears in the academic circle: Fujiwara Shimura writes twelve articles maliciously attacking his peers"

"The Asahi Shimbun cannot shirk its responsibility for publishing false news"

The authority of the Annals of Mathematics was fully demonstrated in this incident.

After the press conference, mainstream media around the world published clarifying press releases.

The situation reversed in an instant and the direction of public opinion changed completely.

In the meeting room of the Asahi Shimbun editorial department, the atmosphere was so solemn that it could have squeezed water out of it.

The editor-in-chief Inukai Heisai looked embarrassed. In fact, the faces of several editors present were also extremely ugly.

The development of things far exceeded their expectations.

Originally, they thought that even if the matter was eventually clarified, they could get away with it by continuing to pretend to be confused or issuing an inconspicuous apology statement.

But now, they are indeed in the limelight, but the reputation of the newspaper has plummeted.

The editor in charge of the layout, my grandson Inoue, coughed twice, trying to ease the tense atmosphere, and said with some embarrassment: "Aren't these people making a big fuss? We are just a newspaper, not a mathematics department. How can we tell the authenticity of the paper at a glance?"

Editor-in-chief Inukai Heisai was immediately furious and shouted angrily: "Then why did you pat your chest and guarantee that Shimura's article was absolutely fine!"

My grandson Inoue quickly advised, "Inukai-kun, we are now tied to the same rope. This is not the time to quarrel among ourselves. I believe you know exactly why this article was published in the newspaper."

Inukai Heisai fell silent for a moment.

He originally wanted to put all the blame on my grandson Inoue, but now it seems that this is not going to work.

Although my grandson Inoue has mediocre abilities, just by looking at his surname, you can tell that his family has close ties with the royal family and he may even have royal blood flowing in his veins.

In comparison, my surname "Inukai" is much more common.

"What's the point of saying this now? I was strongly opposed to publishing this article, but you insisted on having your own way!"

Miss Songzi, who had been silent the whole time, stood up gracefully, rested her hands on the conference table, and said in a cold tone, "Now, the Annals of Mathematics has stated that it will report this matter to the relevant parties in the United States.

Once the authorities intervene, we will be in big trouble.

You may not know that General MacArthur was the president of the West Point Military Academy, and Vice President Johnson of Princeton University personally organized a group of mathematics professors to study ballistics for West Point Military Academy. They had a close relationship.

These words were like a bombshell, instantly turning Inukai and my grandson Inoue's faces pale.

In this land, MacArthur is the "emperor" who has the final say.

I didn't expect that "Annals of Mathematics" had such a relationship with MacArthur. This is a serious matter.

All MacArthur had to say was for the Asahi Shimbun to close down.

They had no doubt about what Miss Matsuko said.

Miss Matsuko was born into an ordinary noble family, but she was very capable and had extensive connections in the local area. She could even enter and leave the palace freely, so it was not surprising that she knew the secrets of some important figures.

Editor-in-chief Inukai Heisai quickly asked, "Ms. Matsuko, what should we do now?"

"Put all the blame on Associate Professor Shimura!" Miss Matsuko has a pretty face and exudes the unique arrogance of an aristocrat, but her words are icy cold. "I believe that the Imperial University will make the same choice."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open.

A man in a suit walked in quickly.

Inukai Heisai frowned, and when he saw the person coming, he asked, "Which department are you from? Can't you see we are in a meeting?"

The man in the suit handed over his business card calmly and said, "I have been entrusted by the Imperial University to assist you in handling the follow-up matters."

"Can you represent the Imperial University?" Inukai Heisai was full of doubt. He took the business card and his face changed instantly. The surname on the business card is more prominent than my grandson Inoue.

"Sir, please give me your instructions!" Inukai Heisai immediately nodded and bowed.

Miss Songzi is indeed foresighted.
Shimura has been in a bad mood lately, very bad.

Originally, under the siege of Asahi Shimbun and several other newspapers, the fame-seeking train driver from the University of Tokyo had been beaten into a corner.

but.

The situation suddenly changed as the train driver was interviewed.

First, his article was returned by the Asahi Shimbun, and then the Imperial University issued a statement saying that it did not support Associate Professor Shimura's remarks.

However, Shimura was not too panicked.

After all, they have a good relationship with Xiaomei's family, and the neighbor next door plays with Lao Maozi, which is his natural advantage.

As long as he can hold on and write two more articles, I believe the situation can be reversed.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

open the door.

Outside was one of Shimura's colleagues.

"Shimura, have you read today's newspaper?"

Shimura was stunned for a moment, then replied, "Not yet."

"Hurry and have a look, something has happened." The colleague stuffed a few newspapers into Shimura's arms, then turned around and ran away.

Shimura took the newspaper, opened it, and was stunned at first glance.

《Solemnly declare that Associate Professor Shimura's actions have nothing to do with our Imperial University》

Imperial University feels ashamed of Associate Professor Shimura's behavior and solemnly apologizes to Mr. Li Aiguo.

《Shocking news: Asahi Shimbun editor-in-chief Inukai resigns, rumored to be related to the thesis incident》

The headlines in the newspapers were like sharp blades, piercing Shimura's heart and causing him to feel a sharp pain.

"How could this happen? When did the power of the East University infiltrate here? No, I am doing this for the Imperial University. They can't just abandon me like this!"

Shimura threw the newspaper away angrily and ran straight to his teacher, Professor Saito's office, like a madman.

He rushed in without even knocking.

At this time, Professor Saito was talking to several lecturers. When he saw Shimura rushing in, he frowned unhappily.

"Shimura, you're so flustered! What's wrong with you?" Professor Saito scolded harshly.

After being yelled at by the teacher, Shimura quickly restrained his emotions and asked calmly, "Teacher, have you read the newspaper?"

Professor Saito stood up with a meaningful smile on his face and said, "I was just about to inform you. In view of recent events, Imperial University has decided to terminate your contract."

"Contract terminated. I'm fired?" Shimura's face turned pale and cold sweat kept coming out of his back.

He had imagined countless possible outcomes, but he never expected that the Imperial University would be so heartless.

Professor Saito saw him trembling all over, and felt a little disdainful. He walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Shimura, you know the situation. This is the best option. I hope you can accept the school's decision for the sake of the overall situation."

“The overall situation” Shimura smiled bitterly, raised his head suddenly, stared at Professor Saito with red eyes, and shouted: “Teacher, when I wrote those articles, you told me in person that you would support me, that the Imperial University would be proud of me, and that nothing would happen to me.

But now, you are throwing me out as a scapegoat!"

As he said this, he grabbed Professor Saito's arm and squeezed it so hard that it hurt.

As he spoke, he grabbed Saito's arm and squeezed it so hard that it hurt.

"Baka! Shimura, you have to take responsibility for what you did. I was going to let you off the hook because you were my student, but I didn't expect you to be so desperate and try to drag me down with you."

Professor Saito shook off Shimura's hand and pushed him to the ground. He turned back to his chair and shouted to Kudo Shinichi who was standing beside him: "Shimura has gone crazy! Kudo Shinichi, please notify the school and ask them to kick Shimura out."

Kudo Shinichi stood up and looked at Shimura, who looked like a lost dog, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

People like Shimura are really pathetic.

He bent down, trying to help Shimura up, and said, "Shimura-san, please leave. You should know the methods of the school."

"Get away! You're all hurting me!"

Shimura got up from the ground and staggered back to the office.

He knew that he had no way to retreat, and the only thing he could do now was to stay out of the spotlight.

Public opinion is now extremely unfavorable to him. If he continues to show up in public, he will only get into more trouble.

Shimura simply packed up his things and left Kyoto University.

As soon as I walked to the school gate, I saw a group of reporters waiting there.

When the reporters saw Shimura coming out, their eyes suddenly lit up and they rushed forward and surrounded him.

"Shimura-san, I heard that you were expelled from Imperial University. How do you feel about that?"

"Why did you write those articles in the first place? Was it, as the East University people said, to help the Imperial University win the right to host the conference?"

"Shimura-san, after this incident, can you still continue to engage in mathematical research?"

In addition to the reporters, there were a few young people nearby, holding flags and cheering for Shimura.

"Hold on, Shimura-san! Justice will prevail! Long live **!"

"Even if what Shimura-san did was inappropriate, his intention was good. He should teach those Todai people a lesson. Shimura-san, we will always support you!"

There was a lot of noise at the school gate. Shimura took a lot of effort to squeeze out of the crowd. He shook his head helplessly and continued walking forward.

He knew very well that he had been defeated miserably in this head-on confrontation, but at least he had earned some fame.

With this reputation, he might be able to move from academia to politics. Maybe he could become the mayor of Tokyo, and then he could marry Miss Matsuko.

Just then, several uniformed policemen blocked Shimura's way.

The policemen had stern expressions on their faces. As soon as they appeared, they surrounded him and blocked his retreat.

Shimura looked at the police and asked in confusion, "You, what are you going to do?"

The police handed over an arrest warrant, waved it in front of Shimura, and said, "We are from the Metropolitan Police Department. Mr. Fujiwara Shimura, the Asahi Shimbun has filed a report, accusing you of deliberately bribing newspaper employees, concealing important information, and misleading the newspaper to publish false news. Your actions constitute a crime. Now, please follow us back to the Metropolitan Police Department for investigation!" If the previous attack was only at the academic level, then now, the appearance of the police means that the other party wants to completely defeat him.

"Nonsense! Someone is deliberately framing me!"

Shimura is a smart man after all. Even at a critical moment, he did not panic, but turned his head to look at those guys who were raising their fists.

"Did you all see that? People from Dongda actually bribed these guys. They want to take me away."

"My own safety is not a big deal, this concerns the reputation of the emperor."

"Stop them quickly!"

Those guys are all brainless, of course you could also say they have water in their heads.

Now that they were fooled by Shimura, those guys rolled up their sleeves and rushed over.

Suddenly, two soldiers from Xiaomei's family got out of the jeep.

They did not draw their weapons, but just stood by the roadside. The guys who were so aggressive just now suddenly became quiet and took several steps back.

Everyone knows that these soldiers are the real managers.

Even if they open fire directly, they will not be held accountable.

When Shimura saw the soldiers from Xiaomei's family come out, he was even more confused as to why a man like Todai could mobilize the power of these people.

"pat"

Cold handcuffs were on my hands.

"Mr. Fujiwara Shimura, please come with us."

Being escorted by the police into a car, the car started moving and Fujiwara Shimura suddenly saw Miss Matsuko standing on the side of the road through the window.

Today, Miss Songzi has her black hair tied up in a low bun, with two strands of hair hanging down at her porcelain-white ears. The coral lipstick makes her jawline look even slimmer.

An ivory silk shirt is revealed under the navy blue suit collar, the waist-hugging cut creates a neat curve, and the high-waisted pencil skirt flutters in the wind.

It's really beautiful.
"Ms. Matsuko." Shimura didn't know if he would ever meet Miss Matsuko again, so he lowered his head helplessly.

"Ms. Songzi, are we really going to do this?"

On the roadside, my grandson Inoue, after respectfully seeing off Xiaomei's soldiers, quietly slipped to Miss Matsuko's side.

Just when he was three steps away from her, he was startled and realized that he had overstepped his bounds. He stopped as if he was frozen in time.

Miss Songzi glanced at the car going away, then slowly withdrew her gaze. A faint sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her voice was like a note floating out of an ice cellar: "The newspaper has already contacted Dongda.

If all goes well, I will go to the University of Tokyo in person as a representative of the Asahi Shimbun and interview the train driver.

After what happened a while ago, if I want to get the other party's forgiveness, I have to give him some decent 'greeting gift'."

My grandson Inoue couldn't help feeling sad for Shimura when he heard Ms. Matsuko casually compare Shimura's arrest to a gift.

But facing this "talented woman" who was famous in Tokyo, he dared not say a word.

A luxury car stopped in front of Miss Matsuko. Several young men in black suits opened the door. Miss Matsuko held up the hem of her skirt and got into the car gracefully.

The car started slowly and soon disappeared into the bustling night of Tokyo.

My grandson Inoue stood there for a long time, looking at the direction where the car was going away, his brows tightly furrowed into the shape of the Chinese character "川".

He always felt that Miss Matsuko's trip to the University of Tokyo was not just for the interview.

At this time, Kudo Shinichi came over on his bicycle and saw my grandson Inoue. He asked curiously, "Inoue-kun, what are you looking at?"

"Ah?" My grandson Inoue looked up and saw that it was Kudo Shinichi. He smiled and said, "It's Shinichi-kun. The detective agency held an event yesterday. Why didn't you come?"

My grandson Inoue and Kudo Shinichi have been good friends for many years, and both are obsessed with one thing - pretending to be detectives.

In order to satisfy their detective addiction, they even set up a detective agency.

Every time an event is held, a scene of a detective solving a case is carefully simulated.

"It's all because of Shimura-kun's incident. I've been busy with several meetings at the university and can't get away." Kudo Shinichi said as he casually asked, "Is there any action at your newspaper?"

"Oh, don't mention it! I'm so unlucky that I have to be responsible for the layout editing of Shimura's article." My grandson Inoue made a bitter face and sighed helplessly.

"You're not implicated, are you?" Kudo Shinichi asked with concern.

"That's not the case. Thanks to Ms. Matsuko's intervention, she is going to the University of Tokyo for an interview."

"Ms. Matsuko? Is that the daughter of a famous family?" Kudo Shinichi widened his eyes and raised his voice unconsciously.

"Shh! Keep your voice down!" My grandson Inoue looked panicked. He looked around and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one was paying attention.

Thinking back to the time when I was drunk, I told a lot of Miss Matsuko's secrets in order to show off in front of Kudo Shinichi. Thinking about it now, I still regret it.

Kudo Shinichi was startled for a moment, then he revealed a mysterious smile, patted my grandson Inoue on the shoulder, and said, "Inoue-kun, it's rare for us to meet on the street. Let's go to the izakaya and have a seat!"

"I don't have any money on me." My grandson Inoue touched his pocket awkwardly, his face flushed.

Kudo Shinichi laughed heartily: "Don't worry! I'll treat you today. Don't you love sake the most? I know a izakaya where the sake tastes very authentic!"

When he heard that there was wine to drink, my grandson Inoue's eyes lit up instantly and he nodded excitedly: "Okay, okay!"

The two of them walked towards the izakaya with their arms around each other's shoulders.

The setting sun is like fire.

The whole Tokyo was coated with a layer of blood-red glow.

****
Beijing, Foreign Affairs Department.

"What? The Asahi Shimbun asked to send a reporter to interview Comrade Li Aiguo?"

After listening to Officer Zhang's report, Director Chen found it hard to believe.

Secretary Zhang nodded. "Because we don't have a direct way to contact the Asahi Shimbun, this is a request from the other party through our foreign affairs department in the Czech Republic."

"Damn, what on earth do these guys want to do? Are they trying to apologize? Impossible!" Director Chen frowned.

"Director, please take a look at this." Secretary Zhang handed over a copy of yesterday's Asahi Shimbun.

The apology was published on the front page of the newspaper.

In the letter, Asahi Shimbun put all the blame on Fujiwara Shimura.

"As far as we know, Fujiwara Shimura has been arrested and may be sentenced."

“Sentence.”

Director Chen was shocked.

For academic disputes like this, the most that can be done is an apology.

Why has this become such a serious matter?

"It seems that Asahi Shimbun is very sincere." said Secretary Zhang.

"It's still a bit weird." Director Chen had worked in the propaganda department before liberation and knew those people's personalities too well, but he just couldn't figure it out for the moment.

He waved his hand to interrupt Officer Zhang and said, "Let's put this matter aside for now."

"Currently, how many journals are ready to come to us to review papers?"

When this matter was mentioned, Secretary Zhang's spirits suddenly became excited.

After the news that Li Aiguo proved the complete version of the Poincare conjecture spread.

Several important foreign mathematics journals have expressed interest and hope that Li Aiguo can submit his manuscript.

At this time, Li Aiguo invited these journals in the name of the Department of Mathematics of Beijing University, hoping that they could organize a group of mathematics professors to go to Beijing to review the content of the papers.

This request seems unreasonable, but it is actually ridiculous.

but.

To everyone's surprise, after hesitating for a few days, those journals actually agreed at the request of Alexander Grothendieck.

Alexander Grothendieck has a famous title in later generations - the Pope of Mathematics.

Although Alexander Grothendieck had not yet "ascended the throne" at that time, he had already created the Grothendieck-Riemann-Roch theorem, a new version of the Riemann-Roch theorem, revealing the hidden connection between the topological and analytic properties of algebraic varieties.

Together with Jean Dieudonné, René Thom, Louis Michel and David Ruelle, he established the theory of algebraic geometry.

and many more.

These achievements are enough to make him a big name in the international mathematics community, second only to the great mathematics emperor Riemann, the king of mathematics Euler, and the prince of mathematics Gauss.

(The fifth place is Galois and Abel, who are both called the father of algebra. Qiu is ranked sixth and is called the father of geometry)
The most important thing is that Alexander Grothendieck is still a stateless person.

At his call, a large number of famous mathematicians expressed their hope to participate in this paper review.

This paper has also been given more color invisibly.

After learning about this, the higher-ups decided to break the convention - not only to allow these mathematicians to come, but also to make the review meeting a grand event.

So, the preparatory group for the audit meeting was formed.

Since communication at home and abroad is difficult at present, the preparatory group has specially sent Secretary Zhang and others to be responsible for liaison and communication work.

"All four major international journals will send people to attend the conference. A total of 17 internationally renowned mathematicians have signed up. We are contacting them one by one to arrange their schedules."

Upon hearing this, Director Chen slapped the table excitedly and said, "Xiao Zhang, these mathematicians are all world-renowned scholars. They have a very high reputation internationally. This time we must ensure their safety and do a good job of receiving them."

"Don't worry, Director!" Secretary Zhang nodded heavily.

Secretary Zhang turned around and left, and Director Chen sat back in his chair, still feeling a little excited.

"With this review conference, we will be able to gain more support internationally. This Li Aiguo is truly amazing."

(End of this chapter)