Genius Club

Chapter 405: Chapter 54: Tem Bank!

Reverse Time!

(Extra for 6000 Monthly Tickets)_3 Chapter 405: Chapter 54: Tem Bank!

Reverse Time!

(Extra for 6000 Monthly Tickets)_3 Lin Xian approached upon hearing the voice.

Indeed.

The bridge of the nose was visibly, and surprisingly, higher.

If it were just ordinarily high, it could be understood as “beautifying” the bridge of the nose, but this height seemed intentional.

It wasn’t noticeable when looking at the painting from the front, but from the side…

a professional could easily spot it as strange.

“Is this really an original, Senior Lin Xian?

This kind of mistake doesn’t seem like one a master would make.”

“No…”

Lin Xian shook his head:

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If the painting were a copied fake, how could it contain such a rudimentary error?

The counterfeit painters of today have very high technical skills, although they lack creativity, the paintings they copy truly are indistinguishable from the real ones, apart from a professional appraiser, it’s usually hard to tell…

Henry Dawson might commit such a minor mistake, but those studios producing forgeries would absolutely not make this kind of error.”

He scrutinized it again:

“Maybe these subtle differences in height are the code that Henry Dawson left in this oil painting.”

This point, Lin Xian had thought of as soon as he heard Angelica mention the oil painting.

The characteristic of an oil painting is that it is three-dimensional; its oil paint has thickness.

These variations in thickness…

They’re the perfect dimension for hiding a code!

“Ah!

So that’s how it is!”

Chu Anqing had a sudden realization, clapped her hands, and chuckled:

“Then I have a good idea!

It’s something I just learned in school recently.

The teacher taught us a little trick when we were practicing light and shadow!”

With that,

she ran to the stairwell and pressed the light switch.

Click.

The whole second floor darkened, pitch black with not a glimmer of light.

“Ta-da-da-da~~”

Chu Anqing, laughing, jumped to the left side of the painting, took out her phone, pressed it against the wall, then tapped the flashlight icon, keeping the flash on—

In an instant.

Lin Xian gasped.

Because the oil paint was uneven, these straight rays of light coming from the left side would form shadows of different lengths on the canvas, depending on the variations in the paint’s height.

[Of different lengths!]

Now Lin Xian could clearly see those uneven shadows, akin to Morse code, orderly and neatly arrayed on the canvas!

Too uniform…

In rows and rows, incredibly straight.

One could tell it was done deliberately!

“This is…”

Lin Xian pursed his lips, swallowing:

“The code hidden within ‘The Sorrowful Einstein’…

The Einstein Code?”

He wasn’t sure what to accurately call this code.

The Einstein Code?

Or the Henry Dawson Code?

But what it was called wasn’t important, the key was…

what do these codes mean?

Where do they lead?

“It’s not Morse Code.”

Lin Xian analyzed:

“It’s not just long and short.

There are several lengths to these shadows, and despite the overall uniformity, there are some purposely skewed ones.

This type of code…

probably can’t be deciphered in a short amount of time.”

“Do we need to find a code expert?” asked Chu Anqing.

“Do you know any?” Lin Xian looked at her.

Chu Anqing shook her head:

“I don’t know any code experts…

Actually, I’m quite unfamiliar with that profession.

The only code expert I can think of is from a movie I saw before called ‘The Imitation Game,’ about the story of a real historical code expert.”

“He was a hero of the Second World War, it was his invention that cracked the German code system, which turned the tide of the entire war.”

Lin Xian turned around:

“You’re talking about the father of computer science, the father of artificial intelligence…”

Chu Anqing nodded:

“Yes, that’s Alan Turing.”

Lin Xian chuckled lightly:

“Indeed, he was a great scientist.

Not just a scientist, he had many titles, computer science, mathematics, logic, cryptography, theoretical biology…

and so on, he is undisputedly a true genius.”

“It’s just…

he also had a rather tragic later life.”

Lin Xian walked back to the oil painting, gripped the frame, and took the whole painting down from the wall:

“No matter how skilled Turing was at cracking codes, he is long dead, we can’t find him.

So let’s just take it back to China and seek some help from local code experts.”

Having said that, Lin Xian and Chu Anqing went downstairs together, put the oil painting in the sedan, and returned to the hotel where Team China was staying to prepare for their journey home.

…

Boom——————

The plane from China took off, leaving New York Airport and flying over the vast ocean back to China.

After landing.

Lin Xian arranged for the driver to take Chu Anqing back to East Sea University, then he himself went back to the headquarters of Rhein Company.

He had been away for such a long time, a lot had piled up.

After all, he was the CEO, a lot of things required his signature and decision, and that process couldn’t be bypassed.

Brother Wang entered Lin Xian’s office with a thick stack of documents.

With a thud, he put them heavily on the table:

“Geez, look at all this, you need to sign and review them.”

Lin Xian nodded and began to look through the documents:

“Brother Wang, you’ve really worked hard during this time.

You know I am a hands-off manager.

The good operation of the Rhein Company is all thanks to your efforts.”

Brother Wang waved his hand with a smile:

“What are you being polite for?

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Actually, I should be thanking you.

It was you who gave me this opportunity to be Vice President, to have a platform where I can utilize my abilities, to start a company from scratch.

I feel a great sense of accomplishment.”

“You can’t say that, Brother Wang.”

Lin Xian signed a document and put it to the side, then continued onto the next one:

“Even if you hadn’t come to Rhein Company as Vice President, MX Company was also preparing to promote you to Vice President.

You would have been a Vice President anywhere.”

“No, no, no, it’s not the same, Lin Xian.”

Brother Wang pulled up a chair and sat down, explaining to Lin Xian:

“MX Company already had three Vice Presidents, no one was retiring, and they were not that old.

Even if they made me a Vice President, I would be the fourth in rank, what could I possibly manage?

I’m not talking about power…

it’s just that I’ve always been a person with dreams, I want to do something that satisfies me.

More than wealth and fame, what I value more is this sense of achievement.”

“So, even if I became a Vice President at MX Company, it would only be a sinecure, almost like early retirement.

With the three other Vice Presidents above me, I wouldn’t really be able to do or decide anything, nearly unable to do anything at all.”

“Not to hide it from you, Lin Xian.”

Brother Wang laughed aloud:

“Actually, I had plans for a while now, waiting once they promoted me to Vice President, I would semi-retire from MX Company, I was ready to start my own business, to fulfill a dream I’ve had since I was a kid.”

“But now I certainly don’t have that notion anymore, rest assured, Lin Xian.

You’ve given me the chance to realize my life’s worth, I’ll work hard for you!

That childhood dream of mine, I’ve given it up long ago, don’t even think about it, my mind is now completely focused on how to make Rhein Company better.”

Lin Xian continued signing documents, asking casually:

“What dream was it?”

“I wanted to open a bank!”

When it came to dreams, Brother Wang was animated:

“But not just any ordinary bank, but one that only provides safe deposit box services; moreover, it’s not for clients with valuable possessions, but for those who use safes for a long time, even spanning centuries!

Ever since I watched the ‘Time Capsule’ episode in Doraemon where Nobita buries it, I had it planned out!

Once I have money, I’d start a bank like that, offering time capsules to the world!”

“And you might laugh, but I’ve been thinking about this for years, I even came up with the name for the bank!”

Brother Wang chuckled:

“Since it’s related to time capsules…

time, in English, is ‘time’, so the name is, of course—”

“Tem Bank!”