"Huh?" Melissa's expression was unusually quiet.

Benson took a bite of the bread and said with a smile, "News about Backlund Institute of Technology reorganizing into a university."

"It will formally enroll students next year. It will not take grammar and classical literature exams. It will mainly focus on technical aspects. It is very suitable for graduates and current students of technical schools in various places."

"Melissa, I think you can give it a try."

"But��"

" Melissa retorted subconsciously.

Benson interrupted her, and said with a smile: "Its tuition fee will be half cheaper than Universities such as Tingen, Perth, Hoy, and Backlund, and it will be equivalent to Konston University of Technology in Jianhai County. There are many scholarship opportunities, Melissa, don�t you like machinery, steam, and this aspect? This is the best opportunity for you to get in touch with more advanced and in-depth knowledge.�

"Try it, how about it? Don't worry about wasting money. That, that money can allow us to maintain our current life without working, but we are still young, and we can't just define our life like this, define our life, you see , Compared with a few months ago, my grammar level has improved a lot."

"Um...a different environment might be better."

"I know you hate Tingen and here, well, we will come back eventually, but not when we were young."

Melissa glanced sideways at the various parts on the coffee table, moved her lips a few times and said, "What about Bella..."

After Klein passed away, she originally didn't want to hire a handyman, but she thought of the miserable life that Bella might experience after losing her job, so she gave up this plan. Anyway, the extra expense of 5 soli per week can bring at least 300 pounds to the annuity income. As far as the Moretti family is concerned, it is nothing.

Regarding this, Benson shook his head and smiled: "There are still several months, and Bella can look for a new job in advance. Before that, we will continue to pay her, give her a bedroom, and her cooking skills are better It was much better before, and I was able to apply for a house cook, but unfortunately... hehe, of course, the premise of everything is that you can pass the entrance examination of Backlund Technical University."

He wanted to say that it was a pity that Bella hadn't been able to learn cooking for too long, but after glancing at Melissa's gloomy expression, he forcibly changed the subject.

Without waiting for Melissa to say anything more, Benson stroked his hair with a smile: "I plan to resign tomorrow and concentrate on preparing for the exam. It is said that most of the positions this time will be in Backlund. This is exactly my goal, I hope We can go there together."

Melissa was silent for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.

At the same time, she put away the knife and fork, wiped her mouth with a napkin and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Okay." Benson watched his sister get up and leave the table, and the smile that had been on his face disappeared quickly.

He took out the silver pocket watch with arabesques, stared at it carefully, and sighed very quietly.

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Throughout the daytime of Sunday, Klein was busy running around several public libraries in the Jowood area, trying to find information about Viscount Pound. However, the Viscount family did not have a separate biography, nor did any historian arouse their attention. An interest in conducting specialized research.

All of them were scattered in different corners of various historical materials. Klein, who did not use the "search" function, felt his head throbbing when faced with the vast collection of books and essays.

He spent six hours looking through a lot of information, but he still couldn't get any useful information.

"It is necessary to find someone who has extensive research on the history of the nobility, or bribe someone in the police department to get the address of Baron Pound's current residence. He is a nobleman, and the police department must have corresponding records. Many." Klein returned home, stood in front of the bathroom mirror, and spoke to the air.

On the surface of the mirror, Miss Bodyguard's gothic court dress and black soft hat were quickly outlined.

She nodded slightly, as if agreeing with Klein's idea.

Immediately afterwards, her illusory voice came out: "The employment is over."

I know, it's been three days... Klein thought for a while and said, "If I can get any clues about the Pound family, would you like to know?"

The bodyguard lady did not answer, but nodded slightly.

"Hmm... through Maric?" Klein asked. JrNovels.com