"Damn it, who are you?"
Upon awakening, Yellen, who had undergone professional training, instantly understood his predicament.
However, the tough ropes bound around him and his unclothed body made him frown involuntarily.
Even though I don't remember how I got here, it doesn't stop me from immediately planning an escape route in my mind.
After scanning his surroundings, his mind raced as he rapidly formulated thoughts, but he kept a placid expression as he stared intently at the figures in front of him, cloaked in black robes and wearing white masks.
"Mr. Yellen, we have a few matters we'd like you to answer," one of the robed figures said, striding forward, his voice low.
Yellen was silent for a moment, then forced a smile and said, "Please, ask away!"
