White House.

"Two minutes left, Mr. President." A young blonde lady took the towel from Lex Luthor's hand and reminded him.

Lex walked briskly past her, "Thanks, Miss Gerant. ”

From the corner of the passage, a burly man stepped out. He was dressed in a light blue uniform, and even his entire face was a light blue that seemed to flow with unknown energy. The muscles that seemed to be made of pure energy stretched the tight-fitting uniform to the fullest, and a large red five-pointed star was painted on the chest.

His name is Captain Atom, the Superpower. His body is composed entirely of energy, with the ability to absorb radiation, release energy rays, and of course, the ability to fly and super strength, making him a rare ruthless character. More importantly for the government, Captain Atom is a rare and loyal soldier, absolutely obedient to the government's orders, and an almost stubborn patriot. Even now that Lex Luthor was in power, he still had no intention of disobeying any of the government's decisions.

But this does not mean that he himself is completely incapable of thinking and distinguishing between right and wrong.

"Mr. President, I must speak to you." He stopped in front of Lex and said.

Lex glanced impatiently at his watch and said, "You know, Colonel, I'm going to give a speech to 200 million people soon. So unless you feel like there's something extremely important."

"It's because I know that you're about to give a speech that I'm in a hurry to discuss with you." Captain Atom said respectfully, "Even if it's a formal request of mine." Supergirl, she's just a child, and I don't think things have to get to that point, and I know it's past the time limit you said, but I still hope you can let me talk to her and give her a chance to surrender. ”

"Do you think I like that choice?" Luther stared at him coldly and said, "Don't bother me with such an obvious question, Colonel. You know how dangerous she is, and the planet is safe, and you can't be sloppy. I just stood in my place and made the right choice, that's all. ”

After a pause, Luthor said even more politely: "Also, if you try to block my decision, or interfere with my speech in any way, you know that I can prosecute you in a court-martialed court for treason." And once you're in the detention center, the experimenters break your shiny packaging and put you in canned food like a pea. ”

After saying that, he straightened his suit, threw down Captain Atom and left, saying, "Think carefully, Colonel. Do your duty as a soldier - obey, obey, order, order! ”

On the outskirts of the metropolis, in a military base.

Kara clasped her hands around her chest, looking uneasily at the charred metal remains lying on the bed in front of her. Of course, she knew that this guy was dead, and even his heart had been dug up to nowhere, and there was no possibility of hurting her at all. But when she thinks of a nightmarish night at Gotham Cemetery in the rain, she shudders.

While she stood by the bed and watched, Roy used a high-tech detector to scan and analyze the metal man's corpse.

After scanning, he stared at the detector's screen, frowning slightly.

"How?" Carla asked.

Roy suddenly asked as if nonchalantly, "Do you have nuclear radiation from your thermal eyesight?" ”

"Probably not, right? I didn't pay much attention either, so it's not very."

"There's no radiation." Roy interrupted her as if to himself, "I know. ”

Kara felt a burning sensation on her face, why didn't she know as much about herself as he did?

Roy continued, "That's strange, why would there be such a strong residual radiation residue on the remains of metal men? ”

"Someone attacked him with a nuclear-powered weapon?" Kara asked, confused.

Roy didn't go on the subject, instead saying, "In addition, I scanned the memory of his brain and extracted some images of his memory. ”

As he spoke, he used the mobile computer on his wrist to project a floating screen, playing images extracted from the metal man's memories. Kara saw that the content of the video seemed to be indistinguishable from that shown on television, the same image of herself attacking the metal man with her thermal vision, and then the image stopped.

"So the video Luthor played is fine?" She asked, "Is it really his memory that happened to be burned out by me just now?" ”

Roy shook his head, and projected a stereoscopic restoration of the inner workings of the metal man's brain.

"This is his storage." Roy pointed to a small chip and said, "The chip stores his main memory content, so the chip is very well protected in terms of structural design." I scanned it carefully, and found that the chip was not damaged in the slightest, either from your thermal eyesight or from the subsequent shock of nuclear energy of unknown origin, at least not any form of energy residue was detected. ”

"How so?" Carla wondered, "Then why is the content of the image damaged?" ”

"Because someone wants it to look like this." "It was artificially damaged. And though I can't say for sure, there's at least an eighty percent chance that it was Lex Luthor's doing. ”

"Why would he do that?" Kara asked annoyedly, "Just to turn everyone's guns on me?" ”

"More precisely, to take you down." "It's just my guess and my personal theory." Now the president of the United States, Lex Luthor wants to seize one of the most dangerous creatures on Earth and get the chance to study the secrets of Kryptonian physiology and power. To do this, he needs to muster as many men and forces as possible. So what should he do? ”

"He needs an introduction?"

"Yes, all he needs is a just-in-time reason." Roy said, "If you're lucky, maybe you'll obediently send yourself into the mouth of the tiger and go straight to him in the name of 'cooperating with the government' - I think if I hadn't stopped you, it looks like you'd do it." Even if you don't be honest, he puts himself in an advantageous position and mobilizes the forces of both the pros and cons to capture you. ”

Carla felt a chill in her heart when she heard this, and the hands in front of her chest couldn't help but push harder.

At this moment, Barbara's hurried voice suddenly came from the communication channel: "You guys! Get out of there! ”

"What?" Roy was taken aback by her.

"There are two missiles coming in your direction, and there are about a few seconds left!" (To be continued.) )