"So you chased us down without even knowing our identities?"
Resting a hand on her ear, the black-haired girl looked down with a gaze as she spoke indifferently, while in front of her, a man with a pointed mouth like a monkey replied nervously.
"Yes, yes, that's how it is." He nodded hastily, as if doing so could prove his innocence and earn him some leniency.
"What else? The things you've said were already mentioned by the previous few, nothing new here." The fingertips of the black-haired miss tapped lightly on the armrest, her voice soft, yet in this silent and tense environment, it sounded like a death knell.
"I, I..."
His mind raced frantically as he tried to think of something that might satisfy the curiosity of the miss before him, but his brain seemed rusted and jammed, unable to recall anything useful.
Just then, the burly man beside the black-haired miss slowly lifted the heavy muzzle of his gun, aiming it at the man's forehead, making him even more anxious.
