Chapter 251
The fire at the academy made headlines the next day, drawing a lot of attention.
Fortunately, Sophia reported the fire, and the firefighters arrived in time to prevent a widespread fire.
Most of the laboratory was burned down, and there was no way to continue the research for a short time. The Pearson Group, which sponsored the project, claimed that it would re-fund the research. It was just that it would take some time for the project to restart.
The colleagues were furious. They were experts in the field of chemistry. After examining the fire site, they soon found from the traces near the fire site that someone had committed arson by a delay-burning chemical device.
Almost everyone thought that Professor Normand was the arsonist. He was the only one in the team that might do this to vent his anger. Outsiders couldn't get into the laboratory, and only insiders could do it.
But the surveillance videos and the computers had burnt down, and it was clear that Normand had been well prepared. They found no evidence of his arson and could do nothing about him.
Sophia thought the case would never be solved like the fire half a year ago. But three days later, the police announced they had solved the case and arrested Normand.
The reason was explained in the final report. The lab's monitoring equipment was upgraded to connect wirelessly to remote servers. Although the computers in the lab were damaged, monitoring data was still stored on remote servers. The police transferred the monitoring and saw the whole process of Normand's crime.
Sophia was surprised that the monitoring equipment was wirelessly connected.
The one who could think of that was indeed careful, and she could only think of one person who could do that.
Albert didn't come home in the days after the fire. Sophia had to call him to ask about it.
"Yes, it's me!" Albert said proudly, "I'm very smart, am I? At first, I thought, this is a big project, right? And the monitor has to be foolproof. So, I used remote monitoring equipment."
Sophia laughed, "Yeah, you're smart. By the way, aren't you going home these days? I haven't seen you for days."
Sophia heard no answer for a moment and wondered what was going on. "Are you there?" she asked.
"Yeah. No... it's just that... I didn't expect you to pay me that much attention. Well, I don't know what to say."
Sophia smiled. "So, when exactly are you coming back? I'm hungry. Kate and Andy went out again!"
"Right now!"
Twenty minutes later, Sophia got a call.
"Madam, your cook is in position!" Albert said.
"Oh, you're quick," said Sophia.
She came to Albert's house and saw that he had changed his look. He had curly hair, the little screw curls.
"Your hair..." Sophia didn't know how to say it.
Albert seemed quite happy. "Handsome? I know. Does it look like it's just been burned?"
Sophia came to realize something.
He made his hair because she said he was cool when he came out of the fire.
She couldn't help laughing, "Yeah. Handsome! Very handsome!"
She rolled up her sleeves and said, "Let's go to the kitchen. I'll help you with the cook."
She went into the kitchen with Albert and got the ingredients ready at his command.
Albert turned on the induction cooker to prepare the dishes. Suddenly, something occurred to Sophia. Did Albert cook with an induction cooker because he knew she was afraid of fire? She had been ignoring it.
He had been taking care of her feelings for fear that she might be uncomfortable. But she had never noticed.
If that didn't prove his feelings for her, how?
She smiled, "You can use the gas stove. Teach me how to cook, all right? Then I can cook for you."
Albert stopped and was stiff.
Did he hear that, right? Did she want to cook for him?
Was that an illusion?
Sophia went straight to the gas stove, turned the fire, and put the pan on. "So, what should I do first, chef?"
Albert hurried forward. "Well, you'd better stand by and watch. Let me do it. You'll get burned. Besides, the smoke is bad for your skin. Although there is a range hood, there is still smoke."
Sophia didn't know how to cook and had to step aside. "Don't you fear it's bad for your skin?" she asked with a smile.
"No. My skin is thick. And I don't live on my face."
Sophia turned to look at Albert, who was focused on cooking. She felt that he was more handsome than usual, even with the strange hair.
"Actually... you can live on your face," she said with a smile.
He had such a beautiful face. It was a pity that he didn't live on it. Those who wanted to live on their appearances but looked inferior to him would blame god's injustice.
Albert was very happy after hearing that. "Really? Then I want to live on my appearance instead of my talent."
Sophia was confused.
Had he always made a living by his talent?
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Sophia didn't need to go to the academy and had time to study the locks, which was harder for her than her work. Sometimes she got no clue, and she would just drop it and go to practice driving.
After the first exam, she stopped for a few months.
She came to the driving school, found the coach, and then got to the training field.
It was spring. The weather was warm. Many people came to practice driving. Everyone wanted to get their license before summer when it would be hot.
There were many people, and not everyone could get a car alone. Sophia had to use a car with five people. They had to take turns practicing.
She was number three. They just needed to learn one thing: parking the car in a garage. Everyone practiced twice, and then it was time for lunch. They could come in the afternoon.
Sophia read the news on her microblog with her phone and waited.
After the fire, enthusiastic netizens left messages for her, asking if she needed help and planning to donate to her. She declined them all.. The money for the project was in place, and the project itself would make a huge profit, more than enough to cover the fire's loss.
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