Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

This group has always believed that Superman is a mutant, and Lex decided to forgive their lack of progress and stupidity graciously.

Although he was terribly tired of lowering himself to the level of these people and talking to them, what to say?Since he'd been feeling this boredom since he was a teenager, he'd gotten used to it over time.

Right now Lex just wants to get this over with and go home and talk to Carl or something.

It's kind of weird, he thought, when he was with Carl he never wondered if Carl was smart enough to keep up with him, and never slowed himself down.

All the impressions of getting along with Carl stay on relaxation, comfort, happiness and similar emotions, so Lex almost ignores this point for granted:

Carl should, no, Carl has always been very, very smart.

Lex thought, almost in amazement, why hadn't I seen this before?

Then he immediately gave himself the answer that it was his feelings for Carl that blinded him.

But this is not the time to think about it, because right now, right in front of him, there is another idiot that he needs to take care of.

"You mean, that S?" Lex answered Cy's voice unhurriedly.

"Yes, that's right." Sai tried his best to restrain himself, but there was still a frenzy that ordinary people can only know a little from movies, "Yes, Mr. Luthor is him... forgive me for being excited , but you must never imagine that by a very accidental chance, I got a little bit of his blood."

"You used S's blood to create 'HA-9'." Lex said slowly.

He was surprised that he could still maintain a steady expression at this moment, and then he began to feel that the real world was both absurd and ridiculous.

Something scalding boiled through his veins, but the feeling was pure... rage.

You use Superman's blood to - make this - garbage, scum, scrap.

How dare you be so complacent?

"I thought S was always cautious. As far as I know, some government organizations have tried hard and failed to get a little fabric from his clothes." Lex said again, smiling and speaking calmly, as if he didn't have anything in mind. There are tens of thousands of ways to torture and destroy Cy, and there is even a slight admiration on his face, "I have to say, your courage is commendable."

That—idiot, stupid donkey, so careless that he left his own blood on Hydra.

Se smiled modestly.

"You are flattering, Mr. Luthor, it is not my credit for getting this blood, it was an accident," he couldn't help showing off despite what he said, "a long time ago, I was in a top-secret official laboratory The main task is to study mutant genes. It was about five or six years ago. Superman is still very young, and as we all know, young people will always make some small mistakes. That's when I discovered him A little blood sample left at the scene, and quietly preserved it to this day."

"Then these blood samples..."

"It's running out, Mr. Luther," Cy said regretfully. "I've been very economical, but I'm still running out."

Lex was sure the man wasn't worth breathing any more.

"So what's the real purpose of your meeting with me?" He smiled. "I don't think I'm much help with 'HA-9' in the absence of raw materials."

"Of course, Mr. Luther, of course." Cy coughed, "The most urgent thing is to get the raw materials of 'HA-9', in other words, we need to catch Superman, and I'm afraid we need some little help from you. "

Lex smiled silently.

He dared to call Superman by his code name when he was thinking about Superman behind his back. He thought, who would cooperate with mentally handicapped people like you?

Once again, he was certain in his heart that Hydra was completely hopeless.

Se, who was rejected by him, didn't seem so surprised, on the contrary, he showed a condescending demeanor, advising Lex not to "toast and not eat fine wine", and Lex played Tai Chi with him, full of impatience.

In the end, Sai didn't persuade him any more, and said coldly, "You will seriously consider my opinion", and then walked away.

After he left, Moxi walked slowly into the room with her head down, knowing that the boss's mood could never be too good.

It was only through a door, and she could hear the conversation inside the door clearly.

If at the beginning the boss only talked to Cy with the mood of watching a movie and analyzing the internal situation of Hydra, but after Superman was involved, this matter would be completely serious.

No, she doesn't care what the boss is up to, the world is crazy enough, Lex.Luther's madness is one of the easiest to understand.

What she cares about is...

Lex said, "Mosy, put off all the recent work and get ready to receive a batch of secret laboratories and researchers."

Her workload will increase again.

Why the hell, no matter what happens, it's always her who ends up wasting time and energy on the boss's whim?Why does the boss have to give her something that he can finish in 5 minutes, and let her spend a whole day cooking?

Mercy looked calm: "Yes, boss, I understand."

They walked out of the small lounge one after the other, and found that the isolation room arranged by the police station was next to them. No one was surprised to see them coming out of the corner.

Soon some staff came over and told them very sorry that due to the bad nature of the incident tonight, they had to stay here until noon the next day before they could leave. Lex agreed, and in turn comforted the young, abused The startled distinguished guests scolded the little policeman and encouraged him to work hard.

In return, the flattered cop provides Lex with a rather interesting piece of information.

The nine people who died were all managers of this pharmaceutical company.

Lex didn't have any superfluous reaction to this. It is known that this company is controlled by the Hydra organization, and Hydra is experiencing a great turmoil, so it is easy to conclude that these people lost their lives. It's dog eat dog.

However, when he met Louise on the road, he kindly revealed to this difficult female reporter what the little policeman told him.

Louise, who had just cleaned up the blood on her body, changed her clothes, and had a terrible expression on her face because she watched a person die in front of her, regained her vitality almost instantly.

"Thank you, Lex, this is very important to me." She was thoughtful, as if she had already begun to conceive an article in her mind that could stir up the entire American empire.

In fact, Lex knew very well that she could really do it.

Louise.Ryan, since she sat in a helicopter and broadcast the entire process of Superman's first appearance, since she risked life and death deep into the chaos of Afghanistan to show the world the pain and scars of war in the Third World Among the best journalists in the world.

"I just hope to be helpful to your work." Lex was very sincere.

"I will think carefully about the connection between these things." Louise said again, "Thank you very much."

She left in a hurry, Lex watched her go away, and then brought Moxi back to the room arranged for them by the police station, Moxi followed behind her boss without turning her eyes, silently mourning for Se in her heart for a moment.

How difficult Miss Lane is, I am afraid that no one in this world can have a more personal experience than her.

In a way, boss Lex.Luther's camouflage to the outside world can be so exquisite, it is precisely through her experience that she pursues fiercely and never gives up until she achieves her goal.

God knows how much Moxi spent trying to fool the female reporter's sharp eyes and questioning, it was simply a nightmare from which she would never wake up.

To this day, after seeing this respectable lady, Moxi still can't help but get a shiver on her back. Although the other party's eyes are gentle and kind, full of trust, Moxi still can't accept her as confidently as the boss compliments.

repeat.

She is indeed loyal, working and planning for her boss wholeheartedly, but deep down, she has always thought that Lex.Luther is crazy.

Sometimes she really can't tell how crazy the boss is, and whether he is crazy for good or bad.

The only thing she knows is that this society has always been full of inequality.

The world is full of discrimination, brutality, oppression, war and hatred. No one can escape from these sharp contradictions, even the great, intelligent and omnipotent Lex.Neither can Luther.

Her boss, just ignores and despises them, dismissing them with arrogance.

And Superman...Superman, he's so powerful, he's almost omnipotent.

And he chose to help others.

Sometimes when she walked into the office, she saw her boss staring blankly at his notebook, and even though all she could see from her perspective was the sleek back of the computer, Mercy knew exactly what was on the pages of the boss's notebook.

All the questions, all the answers, all the hate, all... no, not all, but at least love that does exist.

It's all about Superman.

Looking at the boss's expressionless face, Moxi could even imitate the boss's questions in her heart.

Maybe that was her own question about Superman, too.

With so many possibilities to choose from, why should you choose the least likely one?

"Mosy." Lex stopped at the door.

His call woke up Moxi, who was in deep thought, and the female secretary found out in embarrassment that she was just a few steps away from following the boss into his bedroom.

"It's nothing." Lex spoke first, "There are no tabloid reporters here, and even if there were, Carl wouldn't be angry about it."

"You said so."

She stood there respectfully, until the boss's door was gently closed in front of her, and then she turned and went back to her room.

In the outer suburbs of Manhattan, Se, who failed to lobby, stepped into the underground Hydra base.