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Mr. Mahesh Dobriyal

"Why the rush? Just answer our questions correctly, and we'll let you go... Or should I say, we'll set you free," Highness says, looking at him with even more serious eyes, from top to bottom. The man trembles even more under these serious looks, as if just these looks remind him of his past sins. He stammers, "w-w-whattt…what questions?"

Seeing the man in such a state, Highness's cunning smile grows bigger. She continues her interrogation with a serious tone, "It's a simple question..." After a 2-second pause, she slightly lowers her head and asks, "Where are the clothes?"

The man's expression changes as if a reel is playing in front of his eyes upon hearing this question. It's evident from his expression what he might be thinking at that moment. He asks, "Clothes?" His voice is shaky, indicating that he has found the answer to this question. Standing in front of him, Highness reminds him, "Yes, clothes... the ones you stole."