“I’m not busy at work. So I usually read novels to kill time. According to the novels, you must be a killer or a superhero to kill that many zombies at one sitting.” Albert looked at Elvis with a meaningful look.
“Albert, have you ever read novels about zombies? If not, you’d better read some for future use.” Elvis joked with him.
“No, I haven’t. I often read detective novels.” Albert said, scratching his head.
“Then you must know the rules. Do not spread around about my identity. We shall not expose ourselves according to the non-disclosure agreement.”
Elvis began to talk at random as if he was a figure in a novel. He kept his identity a secret and did not tell him that he was just a salesperson.
He thought if he did not tell others who he was, they would be more convinced that he wa
