Chapter 323

"Are you sure it's Hofmann?" He asked.

Lennard Fuchs said, "I don't have Alzheimer's disease yet, so I can't remember my personal name!"

Wei Zhe shrugged and said, "how do you know this housekeeper?"

Lennard Fuchs looked at the mentally retarded. "Of course, Zhao Wenping said that."

"Zhao Wenping has a housekeeper? Why never heard of it? "

"More than ten years ago, Zhao Wenping himself did not come out to walk, who would pay attention to the servants in his family."

Wei Zhe finally agreed with him once and asked, "what's the full name of this housekeeper?"

"I don't know." Lennard Fuchs is impatient and has no consciousness of being kidnapped. After all, he can see that Wei Zhe doesn't intend to do anything about himself. It's this kind of bastard that makes him very angry. He doesn't have the love to respect the old man!

Wei Zhe didn't care about his attitude, "how did Zhao Wenping mention this housekeeper to you?"

"It's just once that I heard him call. Do you know that Zhao Wenping is a double faced man? Before the gentleman is tolerant, after the person is a mean person! So I asked who it was, and he said it was the housekeeper, and that Hofmann had served their family for decades. "

Wei Zhe's heart thumped, and he got some information from the old man's words: first, Zhao Wenping is a very strict man; second, Zhao Wenping has a good relationship with Fuchs; third, it is also the most important point. Hofmann, the housekeeper, has served the Zhao family for decades, and may have started to serve the Zhao family from his father's generation. Zhao Wenping attaches great importance to and trusts him.

"What is the full name of the housekeeper?"

"I don't know."

"You didn't ask?"

Lennard Fuchs rolled his eyes. "What do I ask a housekeeper's name for?"

"Did Zhao Wenping mention any other information about the housekeeper?"

"No

"Has Zhao Wenping mentioned other people related to the Zhao family?"

"No

"What about his daughter?"

Lennard Fuchs shook his head. "He rarely mentions his daughter. I guess the research was related to his daughter. You know, he never let her appear in public before he died. It's likely that he was seriously ill."

Wei Zhe thought about it and thought that his guess was very likely. When Zhao Wenping's father died, he was 80 years old. When he died, he was happy and lost. The probability of suffering from that genetic disease was very low, "what about his daughter's mother?"

"I don't know. I've never heard that Zhao Wenping has a woman. If his daughter has genetic disease, it is likely to be inherited from the mother line. It is estimated that he would have died." Lennard Fuchs felt numb and moved. He felt sick and impatient. He said, "I don't know anything else. You should let me go."

Wei Zhe laughs. The old man has a big heart.

"The last question, according to the previous disease, do you think Zhao Lingnan still has that kind of genetic disease?"

Lennard Fuchs looked scornful. "As I said just now, when this disease can't be done, it's no different from normal people. If she doesn't have an attack, how can I know if there's one?"

"All right." Wei Zhe stood up and patted him on the shoulder. "Thank you for the news from Mr. Fuchs. In return, you can consider the suggestions I gave you tonight. Your recent investment is really not very good."

Then he turned and left.

"You let me go!"

Wei Zhe turned back and looked at the old man who was tied up in all kinds of clothes. "Mr. Fuchs, if you want to let go, in order to ensure that I can leave smoothly, I can only make you faint. Which one do you choose

Lennard Fuchs shrunk his head and shut his mouth.

The Chinese didn't seem to want to kill him, but if he fainted, who knew what would happen, he would rather stay awake.

When the guy left, he tried to untie the rope, and then called the police to take this guy to prison!

At this time, Wei Zhe gave him a heartfelt suggestion: "I suggest you don't call the police. It's good for you."

Lennard Fuchs sneered and said nothing.

Wei Zhe didn't talk nonsense and quickly turned to leave.

When he went out, the two guards came out of nowhere, "special help from Wei."

"Let's go." Wei Zhe strained his windbreaker and disappeared in the night.

About three hours later, it began to light up, Lennard Fuchs was looking at the clock, and nearly an hour later, the sound of rapid footsteps came from downstairs.

With a loud bang, the bedroom door was smashed open, and several tall bodyguards burst in: "Mr. Fuchs!"

Lennard Fuchs was livid. "Don't let me go!"

The bodyguard quickly untied him.After being tied up all night, Lennard Fuchs' hands and feet were bruised and his bones were stiff. He suddenly relaxed, and his joints clattered and he screamed in pain.

"You didn't even notice that someone came in last night with a swagger?" Lennard Fuchs lay in bed and yelled.

The bodyguards were very ashamed. They didn't see a few people on the other side. They suddenly lost consciousness. When they woke up in the morning, they knew that there was an accident. Fortunately, the employer was not substantially hurt and they were all in good condition. The other party obviously did not have the idea of harming anyone.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fuchs, it's our dereliction of duty, but I'm afraid the other side can't disturb any of us. I'm afraid it's very powerful." Some of them are not amateur bodyguards. They are all retired from the army.

When asked last night, Lennard Fuchs speculated that the other party might be a Chinese agent. If not, it must have something to do with the military. That's why he was willing to talk.

He did not contact many Chinese people, but Zhao Wenping was also of Chinese origin, which left him a terrible impression. In his opinion, Chinese people are a group of strange creatures.

"Mr. Fuchs, who tied you up?" Asked the bodyguard.

"A Chinese." Lennard Fuchs rubbed his aching hands and feet and said viciously, "transfer all the surveillance to me! I'm going to make this group of Chinese have a lot to eat! "

Ten minutes later, the bodyguard rushed in and said, "no, Mr. Fuchs, all the surveillance is gone!"

"No more?" Lennard Fuchs was shocked. "Where's the pinhole camera in my room?"

The bodyguard's face was very ugly, "neither."

Lennard Fuchs looked like he had eaten excrement. He yelled a few times. At last, he understood why Wei Zhe advised him not to call the police. This is absolutely certain that he has no evidence!

Damn the Chinese, he's pissed off!!

On the other side, Wei Zhe went back to the hotel and dialed Zhou Muze immediately.

There is no time difference between Paris and Berlin. It's early morning.

Wei Zhe told Zhou Muze one by one of the messages he got from Lennard Fuchs. When talking about Zhao Wenping's old housekeeper, he said his own speculation: "housekeeper Hofmann and ain Hofmann, the maid who takes care of Zhao Lingnan, are probably family members. Ain Hofmann once sent a letter to a man named Moritz in Zurich, probably this housekeeper, called Moritz Hofmann."