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Soon, the wooden box was opened, revealing a somewhat oversized decorative egg.
—The "Memory Egg" rested on a piece of purple velvet. Its shell was a lustrous pale green, covered in intricate silver engravings.
Poushi Qinglan gazed at the egg, a glimmer of greed surfacing in her eyes.
Several high school students leaned in to study it. Hattori Heiji could not help commenting, "Hmm... pretty plain."
Toyama Kazuha nodded as well, surprised. "It looks like an ostrich egg. Could it actually be made from one?"
"..." Poushi Qinglan was clearly not pleased with their assessment. She seemed to be giving off even more killing intent. After all, in her eyes, that egg would eventually belong to her. By that logic, the two high school students were insulting her.
Jiang Xia also moved closer to inspect this artifact capable of luring out a great thief, clearing the egg's good name. "There are no pores, so it should be a decorative egg made of metal. But there's a keyhole underneath—it looks like it can be opened."
"Haha, that's right." Suzuki Shiro reached out. As though demonstrating how to play with a toy, he casually took the "Memory Egg" out of the box without even putting on protective gloves.
There was a horizontal seam around the middle of the Memory Egg. Its upper half could be lifted like a lid.
Once it was opened, a dazzling expanse of gold was revealed inside. No wonder the egg had seemed so heavy when Suzuki Shiro handled it—it actually contained an entire block of gold.
The gold had been molded into an exquisite miniature sculpture. An adult man and woman sat on a sofa, looking like husband and wife. Around them, either standing or sitting, were five children. The family of seven sat together in