'I don't know what this is about.'
'It could be dangerous. It could be important.'
But regardless, 9527 suddenly felt a jolt of excitement—the kind of thrill he'd almost forgotten.
He swallowed, putting on a relaxed yet slightly confused expression, and asked, "May I ask..."
Zog cut straight to the point. "Are you still in your old line of work?"
"What old line of work?" 9527 played dumb.
"What do you think?"
"Alright, no. Of course not."
"Someone said you're still in contact with your former associates."
"Ha, how is that possible? I have such a good job now, and I'm even hoping for a promotion and a raise. I want nothing to do with that bunch of old con artists."
"We have conclusive evidence."
Zog's tone was utterly certain, as if he truly did have proof and was giving 9527 a chance to confess.
9527's expression was one of pure shock, the very picture of an innocent man wrongly accused.
When it came to playing a part, he was an absolutely first-rate actor.
