In the quiet room, Bald Luther sat at his desk, with a dark screen in front of him.
Clearly, the conversation is over.
The good result is that he successfully said what he wanted to say and what he should say, and gained some insight into Batman's psychology.
That is definitely an ally that can be "united" and won over.
Sometimes, a question does not necessarily have an answer. Silence, in many cases, is already an answer.
At least when it comes to Superman, Luthor feels that he should be on the same side as Batman. Now it depends on how to find an opportunity to force him to join his side and take action against Superman.
This will be a long-term plan, a long-term trial and error.
As for Lynn…
The real headache is this Linn.
The main reason why Luther dared to "kidnap" Batman and Linn here is that he believed that Batman was smart enough to guess the existence of Luthor, smart enough to "predict" the two of them. There needs to be a conversation like this between them.
But, Lynn is not very smart.
Luther thinks so.
Force is always the best way to solve problems. It is both the first and last choice.
How force is used, when force is used, and against whom force is used, is what separates the wise from the idiots.
Like himself, like Batman, they are all smart people.
Like Superman, like Lynn, they are all idiots.
Because they always use force to solve problems, and they will only use force to solve problems.
Superman and Lynn are different again. Although Luthor hates Superman extremely, Luthor admits that Superman is a guy who is willing to abide by the rules.
Therefore, the process of defeating Superman does not necessarily involve using the force that Superman is best at.
But Lynn…
He represents that bad outcome.
On the one hand, Luther knew that Lynn was a human being, and would definitely be a very useful human being.
Although when the big red monster invaded the earth, it destroyed all the electricity and other facilities around it, and raised so much smoke and dust that almost no useful information could be released.
But Luther has money.
The place where the battle took place was, after all, a city with many people living there. Some people didn't have time to run out, and some people were born to like excitement and were not afraid of death.
Luther analyzed some things from the photos he bought at a high price.
For example, Linn may possess information about super technology in addition to super powers and magic.
Such a large robot is not something that humans can create today.
It's not just about money.
Lynn is definitely a force worth fighting for!
Even the clever Luther guessed that with Lynn's help, it wouldn't be so troublesome to fight Superman, knock him off the altar, completely destroy him, and tear off his veil of hypocrisy... .
Lynn, just with his help.
It was precisely because he was aware of this that Luther was so polite and polite that he even showed a considerable sense of "fear" when facing Linn.
His acting skills are very good, isn't he?
"So...what should I do to make Linn turn to my side..."
Lynn is not a stickler for rules.
He is better at destroying than building.
Coincidentally, Luther has never been a rule-abiding person. He also prefers destruction to construction.
Luther was convinced that Linn would definitely become his partner, his subordinate, and his tool. Contribute your own strength to him on the way to destroy Superman.
However, how to achieve this step requires careful planning.
Reaching out to touch the secret document on the table, looking at the pulled out paper and Amanda's name on it, Luther's frown gradually relaxed.
"Perhaps this will be a good try...
Lynn, you should feel my kindness, haha. "
……………………
A hidden safe house in the wilderness. Ever since Luther's face appeared on the screen, ever since those who were in the room were called out by Luther, there was no one else in this place except Lynn and Batman. People exist.
Neither of them looked very good, because the consumption of the previous battle was mainly focused on mental strength. The mutual support was actually mainly due to the fact that after Lin En came out of the semi-underground safe house with Old Bat on his back, the two of them looked at the stars in the sky and remained silent for a while.
What Linn was thinking was, Amanda was still alive. Was she transformed into a robot? Or something like a human clone? suspended animation? Or maybe there are actually several Amandas, sharing the same code name?
Lin En is not sure now whether he wants to finish the unfinished work. After all, he knows that since Amanda has "died" once, it may be necessary to find her again this time. It takes a lot of effort and a lot of time.
There's no good in it, so let her live first. Linn felt that she must be afraid of coming to her door every day.
Thinking about it this way, letting her live a few more days might not be such a bad thing.
"Hey hey hey..."
Thinking of this, Linn laughed decisively and praised his wit.
Bateman, who was standing next to him, turned his attention directly to Linn.
Then, he sat down on the ground.
"Lynn, what are you thinking about."
"I didn't think anything of it."
"You're thinking about killing someone."
"Nonsense, I just decided not to kill."
"Lynn, Lex Luthor...you can't kill him."
Lin En did not reply. Instead, after a moment of silence, he also sat on the ground.
"Why."
Linn's normal state is madness, insanity, or morbid neurosis... you can call it whatever you want.
But Batman knows that Linn is most dangerous only when he can talk calmly, communicate like a normal person.
Old Bat had no doubt that at this time, Linn was on the verge of becoming completely ill.
"Lynn, what do you think we should do if Clark really...I mean, when he really becomes our enemy, what should we do?
What can be done. "
Linn curled his lips vaguely.
Old bat, old bat...
If he could change so easily, he wouldn't be who he is.
"What are you afraid of? Don't we have kryptonite? Hehe, we can trick him into rolling kryptonite cigarettes..."
"Lynn."
Batman took off his bat hood, revealing Bruce Wayne inside, a pale and weak face with slightly drooped eyes and white lips.
He is weak, but serious.
"Lynn, this is not a joke."
Looking at his bat hood, Bruce Wayne seemed to be saying to himself: "Maybe you will think that I am afraid and a kind of weakness.
However, no one can guarantee that he will not be harmed or do anything to harm the earth.
I can't and neither can you. Not even he can!
Lynn, tell me what you would do if, right now, he was standing in front of us, shaking his fist. "
"I……"
Lin En seemed to hesitate for a moment: "Of course I chose... to join him~ Idiot~
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha! Look at your expression, ah ha! ha! ha! ha! "
Linn laughed and twitched, lying on the ground and kicking her legs. Because after he seriously said "join him", Bruce Wayne really turned into a surprised emoji.
"Ha... Ouch, your question made me laugh to the point of tears."
Lynn looked at Bruce Wayne, his expression was still the same, it seemed... even he had completely underestimated Lynn's lower limit.
Lynn, does he really have a lower limit of morality and moral integrity?
Bruce felt that his assessment of Linn seemed to need to be redone.
"Old Bat."
Linn patted him on the shoulder: "Today I will tell you the most truthful thing.
You haven't forgotten how we defeated the Three Palace Demons, right, the green light ring.
Using the green light, if you do something too... authoritarian and ruthless, and force your own willpower to dominate and control the energy of the green light, you will become a big monster.
The kind that endangers the universe.
Well, now, you two are in similar situations, both are extremely powerful, and both may turn dark one day. Then, tell yourself, do you want me to kill you now to avoid future troubles? "
Bruce touched his waist and took out the ring. It had lost all its energy and became gray.
Opening up his palm, the ring actually flew up...
Ran! !
However, Linn didn't stop it, and Bruce didn't either.
That was his own choice, Lantern Ring just realized his thoughts.
"Hey~ don't say there is no danger now. Bruce, no matter from any angle, you are more dangerous and more destructive than Clark.
The blackened you are much harder to deal with than the blackened him. Well, that's what happened. how do you say. "
"If I have such a day, of course you can kill me..."
"That's right~"
Lynn slapped Bruce on the back, knocking him staggering.
"If Clark has a day like that, we'll kill him.
You are still studying law and have a doctorate. How can anyone be tried in advance just because they have the ability to commit crimes? Where did you go to university? "
"Gotham University..."
"Is it the one your family funded?"
"Um."
"Give me one too."
"Um?"
“I don’t deserve a PhD in psychology?!”
"Lynn, stop making trouble."
Bruce seemed to be in a better mood and no longer so gloomy.
In fact, from Linn's point of view, it is completely unnecessary to bear so much pressure every day, from fighting life and death for Gotham to working hard for all mankind and the earth.
You Bruce Wayne, a rich second generation, why do you live so tiringly?
However, maybe it's because of this that he is Batman.
"correct."
Lin En took out two bottles of water, a lot of messy things, and even a few bricks. He quickly built a stove, put a big pot on it, and started cooking.
While shaking his head, he did not forget to continue asking: "Why do you still think you need to keep Lex Luthor now?"
Bruce didn't speak, just looked straight at the night sky above his head.
"Lynn, tell me, will our world be okay?"
"Of course not."
Lin En had a "How could you say such a thing" expression on his face: "If the world you are talking about is the human world, no.
Isn’t it true that what people are best at is killing each other? What else... I am best at creating, what to create from scratch, what to build...
fart.
What we are best at is destruction.
For example, this brick. Humans have used it to build many magnificent buildings, from temples to libraries. From the dike, to the fortress.
If you don't dig up the soil and burn it like this, destroying it first and then building it up, won't the soil destroy itself? "
Lin En was rather disapproving: "As for you, you just think too much. You should be free.
If you find that you added too much salt halfway through cooking, you definitely don’t have that many ideas.
Haha! This is also for people to eat!
The dogs won’t eat it!
Bruce, try it and see if it's salty.
Don’t stop eating! Try it! "
……………………
Three days later.
Lynn and Bruce appeared at the Kent family farm together.
Faced with old Kent's repeated words of comfort and Clark's old mother's warm smile as she served tea, Lynn, a lunatic who even dared to rush up to the Three-Gong Demon to break off its horns, remained silent and huddled there without even turning his head. Dare to lift.
This was the first time that Lin En had frantically reduced his presence on a certain occasion for fear of being seen.
Bruce next to him was even more embarrassed. He sat there as honestly as a primary school student, barely holding his hands behind his back.
"Lynn, Bruce, don't be so nervous, as long as you are not injured."
Old Kent was still comforting the two of them: "I know what happened. Clark was almost taken away by the big devil this time. Thanks to you two, he was able to save him, a child who had been controlled. , I didn’t do anything wrong.
I'm really lucky that you two are here, otherwise...
Clark, I didn’t hurt you..."
"What is that!"
Lin En stood up and said, "I have to go home first and take a look. I forgot my thoughts."
Rush out the door.
Man Clark was lying in the house. Although he was not wearing a bandage, his injuries were quite serious.
The handful of kryptonite powder almost choked him to death.
How did Clark become like this? Others don't know, so how can Lynn and Bruce not know?
Linn really didn't dare to listen to what Old Kent said.
Bruce, it's up to you!
Lynn decisively and shamelessly left Bruce alone to face Old Kent's most powerful weapon: sincerity!
I hope Bruce can have a longer memory this time. He beat Clark to such a degree that he still has the nerve to drink tea poured by his sixty-year-old parents.
"It's so shameless, I don't even dare to drink it."
Giving Bruce a cheering look from afar, Linn headed back to his home with the kitten on his head.
Home located next to the farm.
"This Zod's grave...oh, forget it."
Less than a hundred meters away, Lin En saw that little bumpkin. It was so uncomfortable~
Lin En was stunned for a moment when he opened the door.
Someone at home.
"Are you... here to ask for medical expenses?"
Lin En shook his head: "I didn't hit you. You have to go to Fiora to get it."
Sitting in the living room of Lynn's house was Ms. Diana, who was wrapped in bandages and even one of her eyes was wrapped.
"You didn't hit me, but her."
Diana didn't seem very angry. She smiled and stretched out a finger, pointing at the top of Linn's head: "Your cat has beaten me~"
(End of chapter)
