At that moment, Zhou Tai'an's home in Zhengde Residential District, Tianshui City, which had been reduced to rubble by the explosion, had already been restored to its original state with the help of construction robots. It looked no different from before.
In this day and age, 3D printing technology was extremely advanced. As long as you had a design and enough money, a house could be built and printed in a single day—and even made resistant to magnitude-eight earthquakes.
"Mr. Zhou Quan."
A middle-aged lawyer in a black suit stood in the villa and addressed a muscular, bearded middle-aged man in front of him. "You're Zhou Ding's older brother and his only immediate family member. Since he died in an accident, you naturally inherit his estate."
"If you have no objections, please sign here."
He took out a stack of legal documents.
"Understood." Zhou Quan nodded expressionlessly and quickly signed the documents.
The middle-aged lawyer nodded. "All right. Now that you've signed, I'll take my leave. I'll contact you again once the estate has been settled."
With that, he turned and left.
Zhou Quan watched the lawyer go, his expression turning dark. "My brother, how could you have died so soon? Which bastard killed you?!"
"Whoever it was, once I find out who they are, I'll tear them to pieces and wipe out their entire family!"
He was consumed with rage. When he heard that his younger brother's villa had been destroyed by a bomb and that his entire family had died so completely that not even their bodies could be found, he thought he must have misheard.
But when the lawyer called him in person and came to his door to have him accept the inheritance, he finally believed it was true.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!
Suddenly, four or five