71. Mueller’s story

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Seeing that the other person's name was also Muller, Dong Qiangqiang remembered Hans' words and reached out to untie him. Lei Lanting, with quick eyesight and quick hands, held down his hand: "What do you want to do?"

"What else can we do? Untie him. We can't keep him tied up, right? What if they sue us for illegal detention later?"

"Wait a minute," Lei Lanting pulled Dong Qiangqiang aside and looked back at the bespectacled man Mueller. "If he is really the master, why is he so sneaky? Why doesn't he just blow us away in a big way? Why do he pretend to be a ghost and scare us? Human? What if he is a fake? Have you ever thought about this? "

"Fake?" Dong Qiangqiang asked suspiciously, "Who would pretend to be him? What is it for?"

"Germans must have the same name." Lei Lanting curled his lips, "Let's ask again and make sure there's no problem before letting him go."

Dong Qiangqiang thought for a moment and nodded.

"In this way, I'll be the white face, and you'll be the red face." Lei Lanting warned again.

"You said you are the owner of this house?" Lei Lanting took out the ID card from his wallet and looked at the photo and Mueller himself, "Then why didn't you come out when we came in?"

"I was upstairs at the time," Mueller raised his neck, "I didn't hear it."

"Then we came in three times and you, the master, didn't hear us?" Lei Lanting slammed the table with a stern voice, "Then how did you know to steal our roast duck? In my opinion, you are not a master at all, you are just a thief! It should be sent to the police station.”

Dong Qiangqiang secretly laughed: It seems that not eating the second duck was too much for Lei Lanting.

"This is my own home, and what I eat is my own business." Mueller's voice was hoarse, "And I, I didn't eat your roast duck."

"What about our roast duck?" Dong Qiangqiang asked.

"Throw it away," Mueller said, looking out the window.

"Where did you throw it? Out of the window?" Lei Lanting rushed to the window, holding on to the window sill and looking out.

Mueller was silent for a while.

"What are you looking at? Don't look at it." Dong Qiangqiang was also a little angry, "Even if he really threw it out the window or the kitchen window, it can't belong to this room."

"That's right," Lei Lanting slapped his forehead, turned around and walked out of the house. After taking just two steps, he suddenly turned back, rolling up his sleeves and walking towards Mueller, still mumbling something, apparently intending to hit someone.

Mueller turned pale with fright, looked at him hurriedly and said: "Not outside the window, not outside the window. In the basement! The duck is in the basement!"

"Damn, you threw such a good duck into the basement? Lei Lanting was furious, "I have to beat you today..."

Before he could punch, Dong Qiangqiang grabbed him and said, "Calm down."

"Don't stop me, I will beat this food-wasting bastard today." Lei Lanting waved his arms and shouted angrily.

Dong Qiangqiang thought to himself: This Lei Lanting should be a good actor if he acted.

"Why did you throw the duck into the basement?" Tong Lele, who had been silent, suddenly asked.

Mueller sighed and nuzzled Dong Qiangqiang with his chin: "I saw that you didn't drink my red wine secretly, so... I changed my mind temporarily."

"If you don't want others to bother you, why do you need to find a cleaner through a labor agency? This house is very clean except for the third floor." Tong Lele looked at Mueller's face and asked softly.

"You said you were introduced by an intermediary," Mueller turned to look at the three of them, "Do you have any evidence?"

"Here, take a good look." Lei Lanting took out a folded A4 paper from his pocket and unfolded it in front of Mueller's eyes. At the same time, he said loudly: "This is a labor contract. And I came here once with the agency this week, and these keys were handed over to me by the agency."

Mueller stared at the paper for a while, remained silent for a few seconds, shook his head and said, "I haven't... found a labor agency."

"You didn't find it?" Lei Lanting became more and more confused, "But it was obviously a labor agency who introduced me to this job."

"Maybe it was my sister Michelle who found her."

"Your sister?" the three people asked in unison.

"Yes. My sister, Michelle Mueller." Mueller's face showed no expression, "But she died of a heart attack last week."

Before Lei Lanting could say anything, Dong Qiangqiang walked up to Mueller and neatly untied the rope from his body.

"Mr. Mueller, I'm sorry to tie you up. This was a misunderstanding. Please forgive me. We didn't mean to do this to you." Dong Qiangqiang said sincerely.

"Hey, you, how did you untie him?" Lei Lanting realized when he saw Dong Qiangqiang untying the rope.

Mueller shook his head with a wry smile and waved his hand. Tong Lele handed Mueller a glass of water. Mueller took a sip, breathed a long sigh of relief, and his face looked a little rosier.

"Since it is your sister who hired the agency, you can also talk to us. What's the point of trying to scare us like this?" Lei Lanting said angrily, "What if I have a heart disease and scare you out? manage?"

"I didn't know she hired a cleaner. I thought..." Mueller hesitated, "You are here to steal money too."

"Also? Stealing money?" Lei Lanting glanced at Tong Lele and Dong Qiangqiang.

Dong Qiangqiang's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly remembered what Hans had said to him: Are you going to Mr. Muller's treasure house?

"This villa is my family's ancestral home. There has been a rumor in the village that my father hid a large amount of money in this building."

"Then why didn't he just leave the money to you and your sister?" Tong Lele asked boldly.

"My parents divorced when I was very young. I was given to my mother, and Michelle, my sister, was given to my father. But after the divorce, he rarely came to see me and my mother, Until he passed away, there was no deep affection between us." Mueller's voice was low and slow, with some accent, and none of the three people could understand it clearly.

"A few years later, my mother also passed away. Before she died, she suddenly told me that my father left the ancestral home to me and Michelle before he died. I went to Michelle and asked to see the will, but she refused. "Müller smiled bitterly. "Later, someone told me that besides the house, there might be a large amount of money hidden somewhere in the building. Michelle and I said: If there is really money hidden in the building, I will They should share it equally. But she said this house has nothing to do with me."

"Aren't you a country ruled by law? Can you file a lawsuit? Are you a typical child fighting for the property left behind by your parents?" Lei Lanting sat down on the chair and said disapprovingly. Tong Lele glared at him and signaled him not to talk nonsense.

"I took her to court, but she produced a will, which did not mention that the house belonged to both of us. So I lost the first trial in court. Later I appealed and asked for a second trial, but I My lawyer suggested that I negotiate a settlement with Michelle. If the negotiation fails, I will probably lose. I think it would be fine if the house belongs to her, but the money is half of mine, so I must find the money."

"So you are here to get back the money your father left you?" Dong Qiangqiang asked tentatively.

Mueller nodded, looking a little sad: "I have been here several times, but found nothing. Later, Michelle applied for an injunction with the court to prohibit me from entering the villa again." He looked at it with straight eyes. Floor: "Unexpectedly, before the lawsuit was over, she suffered a heart attack..."

"My condolences." Dong Qiangqiang and Tong Lele whispered in unison.

"Then did you find the money later?" Lei Lanting couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

Muller shook his head: "I searched all over the first to third floors, as well as the basement and garage. There were only some toys and photos that my father collected from our childhood, and some records, and nothing else... nothing... ..." He let out a long sigh and covered his face with his hands.

"Then," Lei Lanting glanced at Dong Qiangqiang and Tong Lele, paused, and suddenly asked, "What if...we can help you find the money?"

"You?" Mueller trembled, put down his hand, and looked at the three people in front of him suspiciously, "How do you find them?"

"You don't just look for things blindly. There are methods." Lei Lanting stood up from his chair and said while gesturing: "In the East, there is a secret to finding things."

Mueller's eyes lit up: "What method do you have? Tell me quickly."

Seeing that he had listened, Lei Lanting quickly put it off: "I'm just telling you, can you understand the essence of it? Do you understand Eastern culture?"

Muller was middle-aged and his brain was a little slow. He didn't understand Lei Lanting's hint: "Then, what should we do?"

Lei Lanting smiled secretly: "It's easy, we'll help you find it. If you find the money, half of it will be for you and half for us. How about it?"

"This..." Mueller didn't expect Lei Lanting to open his mouth like a lion, and he was immediately speechless.

Seeing his silence, Lei Lanting persuaded him unhurriedly: "If you had found it before, you would have given half of it to your sister. Now, although the money belongs to you, haven't you still not found it yet? Have you already Have you been looking for it for a long time? Instead of that, why not let us help you find it? Everyone will be happy if they find you, and there will be no loss if they can't find you. What do you think?"

Mueller knitted his brows together and stared out the window without saying a word, as if it was difficult to accept Lei Lanting's suggestion.

"You don't have to be embarrassed, I'm just giving you a suggestion." Lei Lanting clapped his hands, "We don't have to rely on you. After we finish cleaning the third floor tomorrow morning, we will go back to hand over the work. It's not too early. you should go to bed soon too."

The three of them filed towards the door of the house, with Lei Lanting walking at the back. He stretched out and said with infinite regret: "What a pity for my duck, eh..."

Mueller, who had been silent, suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Okay, I promise you. If I can find the money, I will give you half."