[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

The introduction to logic made Connie meet the first more serious author besides Richard, Carol and my dear friends.

Owen Copy.

Of course, this book was co-authored by him and a man named Cohen.

It's just that because of reading this introduction to logic, Connie learned about this person and some of his other works at the same time.

In addition to classical syllogistic logic, Owen's emphasis on proportion in this book is modern symbolic logic technology.

This is more divergent thinking and more powerful than rigorous logical reasoning.

But anything successful from innovation is bound to come a long way.

Therefore, in order to understand the entry-level logic book Introduction to Logic, and then sort out the mathematical logic Sherlock arranged for her, she could only understand this year's latest masterpiece Introduction to Logic through Owen's early representative books. .

For example, the logical symbols he created in his youth - familiarity with this book and even memorization are necessary means for mastering this introduction to logic.

There are also some that need to be read extensively, such as logical type theory, contemporary philosophy of logic, and informal logic, etc.

These are the important contents mentioned in the introduction to logic.

So after quickly finishing dinner that night, Connie frantically finished her share and rushed upstairs.

Mrs. Hudson was very surprised by the appearance of being immersed in the sea of ​​suffering.

"This child, is the school homework very heavy?"

Henry put a piece of tender beef in his mouth, and enjoyed a sip of red wine.

"No way, I have learned about the schoolwork of children of this age, and it is generally not much." Besides, their Connie is so smart, she must be able to solve it in minutes.

"But she seems to be facing a big enemy, as if she has endless books and endless notes." As expected of a mother and fake mother, she can see Connie's true state at once.

It was rare for Sherlock to not be playing with his phone while eating.

He gracefully put the last bite of beef into his mouth, put down the fork and wiped his mouth with a napkin, picked up the coffee and took a sip, breathing in the faint heat of the coffee.

"Sherlock, do you know what's wrong with her?" After asking the good girl, the couple will always answer "it's okay".

"Didn't she say that it's nothing, it's just that there are unfinished books." This is the truth.Big truth.

Moreover, she was able to consciously complete the tasks assigned by him, which made him very satisfied.

Although the speed and comprehension are terrible...

So, Connie spent the whole night reading the main text except the preface, important vocabulary, postscript of translation and postscript of publication.

About basic logical concepts, informal fallacies, categorical propositions, categorical syllogisms, arguments in everyday language, symbolic logic, deductive methods, quantifier theory, and induction, there are nine chapters totaling 235 pages of logical essentials.

Not to mention that she understands deeply, but at least she probably won't mistake it for a certain alien language or a person's name when similar terms come out of other people's mouths...?

And the only benefit to her body tonight is that she used to surf the Internet and scroll through INS before going to bed.

As soon as she touches the pillow tonight, she will sleep soundly.

The next morning, the first thing Connie did when she woke up was to add a handful of walnuts to her breakfast.

You need to be careful with your brain, it is urgent to replenish your brain!

"Well, it seems that your progress is very good." Sherlock sat barefoot on the wooden chair with a cup of coffee, his mocking tone was obvious.

He obviously saw the pile of small notes that were roughly copied.

At some point, Sherlock pulled out an A4 paper from nowhere and placed it in front of Connie.

The walnuts, which supplement the body and then transform them into energy and send them to the brain, are telling Connie that something ominous is coming.

"Organize it into a piece of paper and give it to me." Don't need too much.

The walnuts in Connie's hands scattered and all spilled on the table.

"Onepaper!?" She cried out in shock.

Such a thick book organized into a single sheet?

"Why not, it still has two sides." Sherlock joked with Connie without changing his face or heartbeat.

Ha ha ha.

Connie took the blank paper that Sherlock handed over in a daze, with walnuts that hadn't been chewed in her mouth, and she almost wanted to spray him in the face.

"Time, take it easy, I'll give you a month. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry to use it." Seeing that Connie took it, he tolerantly gave it a relatively long time.

Of course, it's just that he thinks it's longer.

The one-month deadline without that one-paper limit might have been a treat for Connie.

Looking at the piece of paper and thinking about the thick stack of books in the room, she began to regret it.

...how about writing some main content and skipping the rest?

Anyway, it's impossible for Sherlock to look at them one by one, and even if he does, he won't be so careful, right?

A second later, she was defeated by her irrational imagination.

No.No.No.

No matter how you look at someone like Sherlock, he doesn't seem to be easily fooled. He himself has a photographic memory...

Hey, wait, what's wrong?

"You want me to sort out the brief content of mathematical logic for you, because you want to read it?" Although the book is a bit thick, compared to the books in Sherlock's room, it is just a drop in the bucket!

Sherlock raised his eyebrows, and the steps that were about to go upstairs shrank back.

"of course."

"But your reading speed is so fast, and you have a photographic memory. Wouldn't it take more time for me to sort it out? If you...you can read it in a few hours."

He nodded: "To be precise, it is one hour and eight minutes. When I was in junior high school."

The showy nature is never hidden.

Connie's throat clogged.

"Since you've seen it all, you still trick me into tidying it up!"

"Where did I lie to you?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to see..."

"Of course, but I didn't say I haven't seen it, did I?"

"..." Damn she was speechless.

Connie felt that Sherlock was deliberately torturing her: "So the point is for me to tidy up, not for you to watch?"

He smiled with satisfaction: "A child can be taught."

He said this sentence in Chinese.

It's a pity that Connie can't care about being surprised at this time, and there is still that strong Beijing movie flavor.

"..." Hehe, a little anger is coming to my heart.

Seeing Connie's angry look, Sherlock changed the subject and put away his smile: "Why do you hate logic so much? Wouldn't it be great to learn more at your age? You're not a time-wasting person. , so why are you so unwilling?"

This slightly sincere look stopped Connie again.

"Huh?" She felt as if she had been praised.

But why does it feel like an insult?

"I have seen the workbook you made. What is taught in school is not suitable for you to learn at all. Your level is much higher than this. So, why waste time on repeating these things instead of To learn something more useful?"

Connie: ...

I really thank you.

"However, Introduction to Logic is almost something that is studied in college, or it is something learned by those top students who have good grades in high school and want to take the test of Logic in the future. I may be better than ordinary middle school students, but this The span is too big..." Besides, she felt that studying logic was useless, and she didn't want to become a great detective like Sherlock who could see the secrets at a glance. .

Not to mention, this kind of thing requires talent in addition to interest!

And she has neither!

Sherlock was silent for a while, and he didn't put down the coffee cup in his hand until the coffee in his hand was no longer steaming.

"Then, let's make coffee." His voice became a little cold.

I don't know if it's Connie's own delusion or because of the cold weather, but Sherlock's tone is always so cold.

But she felt that the words that came out of his mouth were like ice cubes added to hot coffee, suddenly full of air-conditioning.

He is unhappy.

No, rather, he was angry.

Connie shrank her neck in fear, and suddenly felt a little regretful for saying those words. She must have offended Sherlock.

For the first time, he was really angry.

Don't ask her how she knew it, it's the same as when she secretly stuffed the coins in the piggy bank into the insoles she bought to take to school to buy yo-yos.

The look on my mother's face when she was caught...

She still can't forget it.

At least at this moment, in terms of expression, Sherlock and his former mother are highly unified.

It is worth mentioning that she was seven years old at that time, and now she is 13 years old, and her mental age is much higher than her physical age.

In comparison, she is more scared now!

Sherlock quietly walked up to the second floor, the creaking door was still ajar.

Connie looked at the empty stairs, but felt that from the bottom of her feet to the short distance from the door, tall buildings were erected in an instant.