For a moment Mickey believed his boss would go at him with the welding machine. However, luckily, the threat proved to be as much of a poor act as his big talk.

Just a moment! Act?! What had Minnie reported to him recently? Exactly, that was it! This time he really had a clue.

The next day, Mickey went to commissioner Gussel. ?Be prepared,? he said. ?I am absolutely sure that something will happen tonight.?

?I hope so,? grinned the commissioner. ?The last time we made fools of ourselves. If that happens again, I can retire.?

Shortly thereafter, Mickey went to Minnie to request her to find out something for him. As if nothing had taken place, Mickey then met Higgins at the bank at 11 o? clock in the night.

?I have good news,? the plumber said to him. ?The bathtub for Mr Todman has arrived.? He pointed to a tiny bundle of rubber-like material.

?Is that supposed to be a bathtub?? asked Mickey. ?You must be joking!?

?But no,? replied Higgins. ?This is a special model, which like a rubber dinghy automatically inflates in a few seconds. With this, the managing director can pursue his harmless addiction in an entirely inconspicuous way. Then he just lets out air and can hide the tub in his desk drawer.?

Simultaneously, in the still of the night, Minnie crept through the gloomy corridors of the Town Hall. She had promised Mickey that she would look for very definite proof here and first of all turn off the alarm system for this. In the afternoon, when the Town Hall was open, she had looked around unobtrusively and discovered that the control room for the alarm system was beneath the big stairway.

Naturally, the door was closed. Minnie took a hairpin out of her pink bow, bent it a little, inserted it into the lock and poked around till the door finally opened.

There stood the computer which controlled the system. The screensaver was one with flying toasters and when she moved the mouse, a window appeared which read:

?Alarm system active. To turn it off, please enter password!?

Minnie grimaced. How on earth was she supposed to know the password? However, as her eyes gradually got accustomed to the darkness, she discovered that the walls of this tiny room had movie posters pasted all over them. Presumably, the programmer had put these up. Directly above the computer was the movie poster of Lion King. An idea struck Minnie.

?Probably the person who works at the computer particularly likes this film,? she murmured. ?So, the password could have something to do with the film.?

She thought a while and then entered ?Hakuna matata?. Immediately the computer indicated: alarm turned off! And all the control lights turned green. Minnie scurried up to the first floor and soon stood in front of a door on which hung the plate:

INSPECTOR DOOLITTLE

PUBLIC OFFICE FOR GAS AND WATER WORKS

This time, she did not need a hairpin because the office was not locked. She entered and went straight to the filing cabinets. However, unfortunately, she could not find anything suspicious. Was Inspector Doolittle innocent? Rather disappointed, she opened the last drawer of the desk and suddenly smiled. Before her lay a magazine which was already six months old. Mind you, she didn?t let herself get deceived. In the theatre section of the magazine, she finally found what she was looking for. Beside herself with joy, she let out a cry of jubilation, which resounded down the empty coridors ? oh no! Was she really alone in this building? Didn?t she just hear footsteps? Was someone approaching the office?

?Of course not, don?t worry,? she spoke encouragingly to herself. ?That is only the night watchman? I will just put the light off and hide myself behind the writing desk, till he goes away.?

However, the intruder was already much closer than Minnie had thought. She had just turned out the light and hidden herself, when the door creaked on its hinges. Then, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching her at an alarming pace. In the scant light, she saw a horrible shadow coming towards her. Minnie, who sat motionless in the office, did not know how else to help herself. She screamed at the top of her voice. However, there was nobody there who could have helped her?

In the meanwhile, Mickey had found an excuse to be able to go from the basement to the ground floor. He wanted to make sure that the police had arrived in the meantime, but instead he bumped into a real dumb- looking man who carried a huge bunch of keys in his hands.

?Who are you?? asked Mickey, taken aback.

?The shoe-shine boy from the other side of the street,? replied the man.

?Okay, and what are you doing here??

?Well, er? actually? the chap, who otherwise guards the bank, wanted to go out with his lady friend. And I offered to take his place out of pure love of humanity and a few bucks.?

To be continued