Gene Fusion System: Crime Hunter-Chapter 483 - 238: The Peculiar 3 Brothers_2

Chapter 483: Chapter 238: The Peculiar 3 Brothers_2
"The company run by the three brothers is..."
"Located on the fourth floor of Hai Rong Mansion’s office area. The Ni family brothers leased three floors, with two levels for basic employee operations and the fourth floor serving as their workspace."
"Ni Zhiqiang was working inside the building, so why hasn’t he appeared after such a major incident?"
Liao Xingyu was somewhat puzzled.
Xiaocheng highlighted the detail in the records.
"According to the last recorded trip of the three brothers, Ni Zhiqiang recently went on a business trip after handling their mother’s funeral, and it’s been four days since then."
Upon hearing this, Luo Fei stood up and looked outside the door.
"Alright, let’s wait for Ni Zhiqiang to arrive. Maybe we can get some information from him."
Shortly after, the gatekeeper informed them that there was new development: Ni Zhiqiang had arrived.
Liao Xingyu was responsible for communicating with him, while Luo Fei took notes on the side.
At the initial meeting, Luo Fei sensed a nouveau riche vibe emanating from him.
Although all three brothers achieved success in entrepreneurship, for some reason, the wealth exuded by Ni Zhiqiang seemed superficial.
Compared to the appearance of his second brother, Zhang Wei, after his death, the youngest brother appeared overly flamboyant.
Despite the cooling weather, his attire was quite striking.
He wore an inner layer of mink, an outer layer of thick velvet, a large gold chain around his neck, and jade earrings in his ears, resembling a stereotype of a landlord, exaggerated to the extreme.
"Officer, how exactly did my second brother die?"
"The preliminary autopsy revealed he drowned in a cement mixer. During that time, he endured great impacts and lung compression, and his limbs and organs suffered varying degrees of damage. The cause of death had multiple factors, but the direct cause was suffocation."
"My second brother..."
With a wailing cry, Ni Zhiqiang threw himself onto the office desk and burst into uncontrollable sobs.
Whether it was due to some stimulation, his manner of crying certainly did not seem to stem from grief; it always gave the impression of ulterior motives.
"Mr. Ni, please calm down."
Several others around him attempted to console him, noting that the deceased could not be brought back to life.
Although they could understand his current state of mourning, they still needed his cooperation with the investigation; they couldn’t simply allow him to cry for an extended period.
Fortunately, Ni Zhiqiang gained control of himself, his eyes reddened as he turned to Liao Xingyu.
"Officer, who harmed my brother? Do you have any clues?"
"That’s precisely why we called you in for the investigation."
"We have a few questions for which we require truthful answers. You needn’t force an answer for what you don’t know, but please provide detailed information for what you do know."
"Understood, please ask."
Liao Xingyu glanced at the documents in his hand.
"Have you brothers had any conflicting social relationships, any real grudges or animosities?"
"There are too many of those... boo hoo..."
Suddenly, Ni Zhiqiang broke down in tears and sobs once again.
"Officer, to be honest, we brothers made our fortune by cutting ties, making lots of money but ruining familial relationships and interpersonal connections. Everyone from top to bottom curses us. Many previous friendships are completely ruined."
Hearing these words, Liao Xingyu and Luo Fei exchanged a glance.
This was certainly the outcome they dreaded to hear—an investigation direction but a mere shot in the dark.
"Could you elaborate so we can filter out the relevant information?"
"Sure, let’s start from when we first became rich."
"We tricked our third uncle out of his house; although we eventually got a loan, our third aunt was nearly enraged to death, and our third uncle was so upset he suffered a heart attack, unable to walk for two years."
"Later we borrowed money and defaulted from four relatives, and if not for my big brother pleading with everyone, our entire family would have been run out of the village."
"In the early days of the company, we hired over a dozen relatives to help out, thinking just providing room and board was enough, not expecting them to demand wages. Almost leading to labor arbitration; if I hadn’t tampered with the contract in advance, we would have had to pay full compensation."
"Oh, and also..."
Liao Xingyu couldn’t bear to listen any longer.
"Wait, wait—hold on, why were you still able to succeed despite treating relatives so badly?"
"Ah, that’s because we also ripped off friends."
"My big brother used to wander to ensure things, ultimately breaking his leg and hip one winter; once the money arrived, we used it to operate immediately."
"We also got friends to buy insurance, hired dozens of salesmen to greet young lads in the village, manage finances, trade futures; now the whole village regards us with disdain."
"There’s also borrowing money from a few childhood friends; I made them legal representatives, then figured out how to raise capital..."
Zhang Wei and others listened, dumbstruck; they’d never encountered such peculiar people.
Truly achieving six degrees of separation for the sake of wealth!
Every act within legal bounds, yet far beyond moral limits.
The fact their Construction Group survived this long without being destroyed was impressive, considering the circumstances. There were multiple suspects...
So many people they wronged, bullied without scruples.
Not just friends—even relatives and close family might react.
Because the three Ni brothers abandoned most of their conscience and ethics.
Luo Fei wearily touched his face.
Before dealing with the Yan family brothers, they were outlaws skating around the law.
No bizarre criminal behavior would surprise; the end was always the death penalty.
Yet this man unabashedly recounted his shady past, naturally admitting these karmic tales.
"Sigh, I’ve reached my limit."
Liao Xingyu stood and switched places with Luo Fei, fearing he might fly off the handle if he continued—the man before him was an indefensible scumbag.
Luo Fei sat facing him directly.
"Your second brother was carrying your mother’s spirit tablet at the time of his death. Although we don’t know why he took it to the top floor of Hai Rong Mansion, we can conclude it relates somehow to your mother, Liu Cuiyun."
"We need to learn a bit about your mother’s life; provide us with an overview."
Ni Zhiqiang nodded.
"Alright, my mom was a good person, truly good."
"Over the years, we weren’t killed by friends and relatives mostly thanks to my mom."
"In her youth, she worked outside to pay off my dad’s debt; later, working again to help us pay back debts..."
At this point, Ni Zhiqiang cried once more.
"Apologizing to neighbors, even kneeling before elders from the family, pleading for forgiveness, begging not to be cast out; we vowed then to make sure mom had a good life, to hold on to her spirit even until death."
This struck all present with an intense feeling from his demeanor.
Despite their ethical and moral bankruptcy, the brothers truly cherished their mother.
"Our work showed promise; we earned millions, planning to bring mom to the city for comfort, yet she suddenly suffered heart attacks, worsening over time."
"We bought medicine for thousands, secured the best hospital and doctors, yet it was futile, ultimately losing her."
Listening to his narration, Luo Fei and the others fell silent.
This investigation now seemed futile—the family dynamics utterly baffled them.
Suddenly, Lin Jie spoke up.
"Did you brothers always maintain good relations?"
Ni Zhiqiang pondered, eventually shaking his head.
"No, I got along fine with them, but my big brother and second brother had terrible relations, always fighting or heading towards a fight."