Brother Hero's gaze was fixed tightly on the stone in his hand, trying to find a feasible solution through it.
Time was pressing, and his forehead was covered in beads of sweat from the urgency.
In the room, Ren Huixi, Mrs. Hero, and the Cleaner Auntie were staring tensely at the direction of the door, none of them noticing Brother Hero's actions.
Instead, it was the man in the suit who saw the stone in his hand, his gaze immediately captivated by the complex and beautiful pattern on it.
This stone, it was black?
And judging by its overall smoothness, it seemed to be naturally formed? Even the patterns on it did not show any signs of human carving.
Such a discovery made him feel both shocked and absurd.
How is it possible? With that appearance, those lines, how could they be naturally formed?
The man in the suit, owing to his profession, noticed many peculiarities about the stone at first glance, but his common sense and experience told him it was impossible!