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After calming the "miracle," the little seal showed no further signs of agitation.

It's now particularly attached to Shenfei.

The next morning, Shen Fei had only stood by the rehabilitation pool for a short while when "Miracle" immediately poked its head out of the water, looking at him with its wet, dark eyes and making ingratiating purring sounds.

It looked like a little dog that had seen its owner.

Shen Fei put his hand into the cold seawater and stroked its smooth head.

He could sense that the violent call from the deep sea from yesterday had disappeared, at least not in the little seal's mind.

But he knew it wasn't really gone; it was just a temporary disconnection.

That unknown source could send out its mad signals again at any moment.

The "firewall" plan cannot wait even a day longer.

The atmosphere at breakfast was even more serious than yesterday.

Pete and Zhang Xin didn't say much, they just silently stuffed food into their mouths.

James stood to the side, his expression more serious than usual.

Kyle has sent the full report on yesterday's seal outburst to everyone.

When they saw that the chubby little seal could smash through a steel lamppost at a speed of fifty kilometers per hour, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

That's a power that ordinary animals don't possess.

"gentlemen."

David Murray walked in, his excitement gone, replaced by a very professional demeanor.

"The itinerary has just been confirmed. Dr. Hannah Schmidt's private jet will land at St. John's International Airport at 4 p.m. today. I have arranged for a helicopter to pick her up, and she is expected to arrive at the estate at 4:45 p.m."

He paused, then added:

"Professor Douglas will come next Wednesday as planned."

Shen Fei nodded, cut open the sunny-side-up egg on the plate, and the yolk slowly flowed out.

"So, that eccentric female PhD student is coming today?"

Pete couldn't help but speak up; he was clearly bothered by Hannah's need to use the kitchen in the middle of the night.

Zhang Xin also frowned and said:

"Boss, her room and personal lab are ready. But the kitchen requirements... Butler James asked me several times this morning, are we really going to leave her there alone? What about security?"

All eyes were on Shen Fei.

"James."

Shen Fei did not answer them, but looked at the butler instead.

"Sir, I'm here."

"Rearrange the main kitchen according to the list Dr. Schmidt mentioned in her email. All the kitchen utensils, spices, and ingredients she wants must be in place by 4 p.m. Not a single one can be missing."

James nodded immediately:

"Understood, sir. Most of the supplies were urgently airlifted over last night, and preparations can begin now."

Shenfei also said:

"Starting today, security in the main kitchen will be raised to the highest level. No one, except Dr. Hannah Schmidt herself, will be allowed within a 20-meter radius of the kitchen between midnight and 4 a.m. Surveillance cameras can be installed outside, but not pointing directly at the kitchen. She wants a completely private space, and we'll give her that."

Shen Fei's gaze shifted to the figure in the corner of the restaurant, who seemed to blend into the shadows.

Kyle.

"clear."

A brief and clear response came from the shadows, without a single unnecessary movement.

"But the boss..."

Pete wanted to say something more, but Shen Fei stopped him with a look.

"You must remember," Shen Fei wiped his mouth with a napkin, calmly looking at his core team, "we invited these people here so that they could use their own rules to help us solve problems."

He went on to say:

"Geniuses always have privileges."

This sentence silenced the restaurant once again.

Yes, they are building a top-notch research center, and they are facing a group of top-notch eccentrics.

If even this special requirement cannot be tolerated, what is the point of talking about a "firewall" plan?

Su Man listened quietly the whole time.

She noticed that Shen Fei seemed to have changed a little since he confessed last night.

He no longer concealed his sharpness and determination; the control that belonged to the "Atlantic Monarch" began to permeate every corner of the estate.

At 4:45 p.m. sharp, a tremendous roar resounded over the manor.

A black Bell 429 helicopter landed smoothly on the lawn in front of the main house.

David Murray jogged over and personally opened the cabin door.

A woman stepped off the plane.

She looked to be about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, very tall, and was wearing a well-tailored dark gray suit with a plain black turtleneck sweater underneath.

She had short, neat blond hair, fair skin, thin lips, and frameless glasses perched on her nose. Behind the lenses, her blue eyes were as calm and sharp as a scalpel.

She is Hannah Schmidt.

She carried only a silver metal briefcase and had no other luggage.

Shen Fei and Su Man stood on the steps of the main house, with James, Pete, Zhang Xin, and Kyle standing behind them.

This was at Shen Fei's request; he wanted his core team to meet this top scientist who was about to move in as soon as possible.

Hannah Schmidt walked up the steps without looking to either side, her gaze sweeping over everyone before finally settling on Shen Fei's face.

"You must be Mr. Shen Fei?"

Her English had a slight German accent, and her tone was flat and devoid of emotion.

"Yes, that's me. Welcome, Dr. Schmidt."

Shen Fei smiled and extended his hand.

Hannah Schmidt looked at his hand but did not shake it.

She simply nodded.

"I want to see my place, and the kitchen, right now."

she says.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Pete's lips twitched slightly.

Shen Fei, however, seemed completely oblivious, naturally withdrawing his hand and gesturing for him to leave.

"Of course. James, take the doctor to her room. Then go straight to the kitchen."

"Yes, sir."

James stepped forward and respectfully said to Hannah:

"Doctor, please follow me."

Hannah didn't look at anyone else, picked up her silver suitcase, and followed James into the main house.

"My God," Pete muttered, "she's even colder than she looks in the photos. Is she really here to work? Or is she here to freeze us?"

"Shut up, Pete."

Kyle said in a low voice.

Shen Fei smiled and said to Su Man:

"Let's go see if our new chef is satisfied with her kitchen."

In the main kitchen, James was introducing things to Hannah:

"Doctor, everything you requested on your list is here. A complete set of built-in kitchen appliances from Gaggenau (Germany), hand-forged knives from Masamoto Sohon (Japan), a copper cookware series from Fissler..."

Hannah did not listen to his introduction.

She placed the silver briefcase on a stainless steel workbench.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the box, expecting to see some sophisticated instruments.

The box was opened, revealing a set of very old personal kitchen utensils.

There was an old chef's knife, a small copper frying pan, and a dozen glass bottles containing unidentified powders and liquids, the labels on the bottles were all blurred.

She put on a pair of black latex gloves, picked up her chef's knife, and took a carrot from the refrigerator.

She placed the carrot on the cutting board and chopped it down.

Pete and Zhang Xin, who were standing at the door, didn't even see her movements clearly, only hearing a barely audible sound.

The next second, the carrot had turned into a stack of thin slices, glistening under the light.

Zhang Xin's Adam's apple bobbed. He was an expert and knew that this knife skill represented monstrous control.

Hannah frowned.

She put down the knife, walked to the sink, turned on the tap, and tested the water flow and temperature with her finger.

Then she went to the oven, set a temperature, waited a few minutes, and then used the back of her hand to feel the heat emanating from the oven door.

She was like a discerning general, inspecting her arsenal.

Finally, she walked back to the control panel and closed her briefcase without saying a word.

She turned around and looked at Shen Fei standing in the doorway.

"Can."

She only said two words.

Then he added:

"After midnight, I don't want anyone or any surveillance equipment to be able to see what's happening in the kitchen. If this condition is violated, I will leave immediately."

"certainly."

Shen Fei replied, "It's a pleasure to work with you, Doctor."

Hannah Schmidt nodded, then picked up her suitcase and walked out without saying a word.

After she left, the people in the kitchen breathed a sigh of relief.

"This woman...is so intimidating."

Zhang Xin wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Is she a biologist or a Michelin-starred chef?"

Pete looked completely bewildered.

Hannah did not appear at dinner.

A strange sense of anticipation permeated the manor.

Time passed second by second.

At 11:59, Kyle heard the security personnel's voice on his walkie-talkie:

"Reporting to the supervisor, the target has left the dormitory and is moving towards the main kitchen."

Shen Fei and Su Man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the second-floor study, from where they could see the path to the side of the main kitchen.

Soon, Hannah Schmidt's tall, solitary figure appeared under the streetlight.

She changed into a black tracksuit, but her walking posture still resembled that of a soldier.

She walked to the kitchen door, swiped her access card, and went inside. The door closed silently behind her.

"Kyle, confirm the situation."

Shen Fei pressed the intercom button.

"Sir, Dr. Schmidt has entered the kitchen and locked it from the inside. Our external surveillance is working properly, but we can't see inside."

"Understood, continue to be on guard."

Shen Fei turned off the walkie-talkie and quietly looked at the building with its lights on in the distance.

"What do you think she'll be doing in there?"

Su Man asked softly, her tone full of curiosity.

Shen Fei did not answer immediately.

He closed his eyes and cautiously probed out a trace of his senses.

His senses were like the wind, gently brushing against the kitchen's exterior wall.

Suddenly, his eyebrows twitched.

"What's wrong?"

Su Man immediately sensed his change.

Shen Fei opened his eyes, a strange smile in them.

"I smell something."

He said.

"Through the window?"

Su Man also leaned over to smell it, but only smelled the salty, damp scent brought by the sea breeze.

"No," Shen Fei shook his head, "I smelled it through my ability. It was a... very fragrant, very complex scent."

The flavor had the rich aroma of butter and the sweet and sour taste of some kind of berry.

In addition, there is a unique fragrance that is hard to describe, as if it is full of life.

A few seconds later, he opened his eyes, a playful smile curving his lips, and whispered to Su Man beside him:

"Our biologists seem to be... baking a birthday cake."