"I can tell you very responsibly that the body of old Luther was found in the bathroom of the reception room, that he was dead, and that he had been dismembered."

"Poor little Luthor has lost his father, oh, and poor Luthor Group, and lost its leader."

When the clown said this, the atmosphere in the entire manor froze, and everything fell silent, except for the wind and snow outside the window.

Batman in the monitoring room saw that the people who had just pressed the button were frozen in front of the phone, and some of them held out their hands again, as if they were hesitating to change it.

One of them, an old man who was over half a hundred years old and had gray sideburns, crossed his waist with one hand and held the phone in the other, and said with full anger:

"The Luthor Group is finished! I'm sure that the entire Luthor group depends on Luthor alone, but he also deserves it, and when he is still alive, he holds all the power in his hands, and his son is a fool, now it's good! ”

Many people have the same thoughts as him, they are also old foxes who have been up and down in the business sea all their lives, and they can't be said to know the root of the Luther Group, but they also know a lot, and the entire Lutor Group is actually completely under the control of Lyonel Luthor.

In their understanding, if Old Luthor dies and there is no successor, the group must be finished.

Soon, it occurred to many people that now, the only rightful heir to the Luthor Group, was being hung from the roof of the house, and at the press of a button, he would be blown up.

Once he died, the Luther Group completely lost the possibility of turning over, not to mention that some people who were more familiar with Luther could take the opportunity to divide the corpse, just the market vacated after the fall of the Luther Group was enough to feed many people.

However, many people are still a little hesitant, because they feel that there is no threat to Lex, and what can a person with autism who is still not very good at talking even if he survives? Will he be in business? Will he be able to turn the tide in the event of the sudden death of the Luther Collective's master?

These insiders know that it is difficult to do this, even in a normal state of mind.

Batman saw a few yellow dots suddenly appear in a patch of blue, and he took a closer look at the flickering yellow room, where the people looked like some dealers, and recalled the conflict between the Luthor Group and some agricultural and seed dealers on the East Coast, which was not unexpected.

But Batman knew that the Joker wouldn't let go so easily, and sure enough, his voice sounded again:

"I know that you are all curious about the cause of old Luthor's death, and I am sorry to tell you that he was killed by Lace Luthor."

"Little Luthor wasn't really an autistic person, he was not only of normal intelligence and sanity, but even possessed unparalleled intelligence, and he devised an elaborate trap to kill his father and dismember him."

At this time, Clark, who was hanging in the air, spoke, and said, "No, Lekes ......"

He even tried to explain to Lex that his voice was loud enough to reach the residents' rooms, but no one listened to him.

After the Joker gives several examples of Lex's intelligence, for a split second, the blue reflected on Batman's face turns yellow, and many people change their minds and they press another button.

"He actually hurt his own father? He's really crazy, this murderer deserves to die. ”

"No, he's too smart, once he gets out of here alive, the Luther Group may not disintegrate, and that will affect my business......"

"Shit Luthor deserves to die!"

"I already knew, I already knew, that there were no good people in that family! Since the police don't come to arrest you, then you might as well die! ”

At this time, the clown brought the mobile phone in his other hand to his ear, he listened to what was being said on the other side, and then shouted:

"Okay! It seems that the vast majority of people have changed their choice, and they have chosen - Lex Luthor! ”

"Nope!

Clark cried out, his face full of pain, gasping for breath, struggling with the last of his strength, and shouting:

"That scumbag has been abusing him all the time! Beat him all over the body, and made him pretend to be autistic to control him, and Lex didn't mean to, he's also a victim......"

Clark tried his best to defend Lecks, and through the reflection of the floor tiles, he saw that Lecks was extremely weak at this time.

The wound on the back of Lex's neck began to bleed again, and there was a strong smell of blood, and his head hung down, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and he could barely speak, and even his breathing began to become weak.

At the end of the day, Lyx was just a teenager, and during the time he was under Lyonnell's control, he didn't have any opportunities to exercise and exercise, on the contrary, Luthor had a bad effect on his body from the drugs he used, making him even thinner than normal.

"Walking on the Stars"

No matter how talented his brain is, he still needs blood supply, and it is obvious that his blood flow speed and blood pressure are not very optimistic now, and he is almost on the verge of coma.

"Behold, Clark Kent! I said long ago that he was such a saint! ”

The Joker walked to the center of the room, pointed his arm at Clark and said, "I have no exaggeration in my praise of him!" ”

Even though he knew it was a life-and-death game, he was defending his friend Lecks! Didn't he think that if Lecks escaped, he would die? No! Of course he does! ”

"But he was so willing to sacrifice himself to save others, like Jesus walking on this earth!"

Again, all sorts of exaggerated compliments, spit out of the clown's mouth.

However, the voting situation was not reversed, and the rope that tied Lex was pulled up little by little, and at this moment, Batman finally determined that the Joker had accomplices.

The rope that hangs the two people and the mechanism on the beam are not automatic, which means that another person must pull the rope before the two can be pulled up.

Clark looked up and watched Lex get closer to the bomb, and he shouted, "No!

！ ”

Suddenly, the speed of the rope pull slowed down, and although Lex was still rising, it was much slower, and it looked like it was still a long way from the bomb.

At this time, the Joker spoke, he looked into Clark's eyes and said, "You know what? Clark, you've done me a great favor. ”

"Maybe you don't know how smart this guy named Lexluthor is, but an equally annoying guy told me that he might be one of the smartest people in the world."

"I hate dealing with this kind of person, you really don't know how much effort I put into dealing with him, but nothing has worked!"

"He's different from you, he can't be fooled by a phone call disguised as some mysterious agent."

"That call was made by you!

Clark said angrily, he was so angry that he felt like a clown who had been tricked around.

"That's right, a simple scam, but you've been fooled, Clark, I'm disguised as an agent and deliberately led you to the bathroom to find Onnell's body, so that you don't trust Lex."

"No way......" The Joker pouted and said with a sad expression, "I'm just an ordinary comedian, a humble clown who no one loves, how can I compare to a genius like Lex?" ”

"I called him, pretended to be a variety of identities to persuade him, and came up with all kinds of reasons to confuse him, but it didn't work at all."

"It's too difficult to deal with him, but it's too easy to deal with you, so I choose to let you deal with him with such a strong and righteous person."

Clark's chest began to heav, he gritted his teeth tightly, and the muscles in his mouth trembled with intense rage.

"It's okay, Clark, it's really ......" the Joker said in an almost gentle voice, "You are indeed administering justice, he is an abominable murderer who killed his own father." ”

"What? You say that Onnell abused him? But look at ......."

As he spoke, the clown bent his hands in an arc and put them to his mouth to make a trumpet, and he cried out loudly:

"Little Luthor killed his father because Onel Luthor was a pervert with a domestic violence! He beat little Luthor all over his body, abused him, controlled him, and hurt him constantly! ”

"Little Luthor is just taking revenge, he just used today's opportunity to kill his father and dismembered him under the pretense of someone else's hands!"

The clown shouted very loudly, and although his broken gong voice sounded a little harsh, Clark knew it well, and it could be heard from the rooms upstairs.

However, there was no change in the results of the vote, and Lex was still slowly rising, and began to get closer and closer to the bomb.

"Did you see that? No one cares about the truths you seek in the end, the justice you want to preside. ”

The Joker seemed to be speaking to Clark, but Batman could feel it, and his voice was directed straight into his heart through the screen in the surveillance room, and Batman knew that the Joker was speaking to him, because he was the only audience member in this absurd drama.

"Nope." Clarke's deep voice came out, and there was a composure and determination in his tone that surprised even Batman.

"I wanted to sanction Lex because I felt that he had killed someone, and I knocked him unconscious to make sure that no one else was hurt by him."

"And in the end, he and I will be tied up here, not because I have a wrong heart to preside over justice, but because I didn't conduct a more detailed investigation before doing this, and I easily listened to the nonsense of a liar."

"That's my only mistake, it's me who is wrong, not the heart that wants to preside over justice and fairness." Clark said almost verbatim.

"And in this whole thing, if you have to point out that one person is at fault, then the person who is at fault must be you, you damn madman."

"If you don't put on some ridiculous comedy shows, no one will be stuck here, no one will make choices, no one will die."

"However, if you have to find someone to play this childish game with you, then I can only tell you that you have found the wrong person."

As his voice fell, he exerted force on his waist, shook the rope vigorously, and the whole figure swung out directly, and because the rope was very long, it shook twice, and then hit the railing of the patio on the second floor.

Clark twisted his body in the process, so that his chest was facing the railing, first the railing rubbed against the rope that bound the kryptonite, and then, with a "dang long", the kryptonite, which was not tied firmly, was directly squeezed out, drew a graceful arc in the air, and then fell to the ground.

Clark was hoisted very high, so when Kryptonite fell to the ground, there was still some distance between him and him, Almost instantly, Clark regained some strength, his arm exerted force, and he immediately broke free of the rope and flew into the air.

The clown looked up at him from below, gritted his teeth, and said, "What do you want to do?!" Rescue Lex, the abominable murderer? Is this the justice you want to preside over?! ”

"Nope." Clark denied it, his eyes shining in the light reflected off the blizzard, his deep voice echoing through the manor like a divine voice from heaven:

"If it's my mistake that caused all this, if it's my mistake that gives you a reason to deny justice......"

"Then I'll make amends for it myself."

As he spoke, he made a turn in the air, then broke the nearest window, and flew out of the window with a "whoosh", and came to the sky above the mayor's mansion.

His face was still a little pale, and the feeling of weakness and powerlessness had not passed, but he struggled to concentrate and squeeze the last of the strength out of his body, and his eyes began to glow with a dazzling glow.

As red rays of heat burst out of his eyes and skimmed over the land around the mayor's estate, everyone opened their windows and looked up at the god-like figure in the air.

The rays of heat that shot out of his eyes circled the entire manor, and all the places that were ploughed had a deep ravine, and the whole manor was like a cake cut by a knife, completely separated from the surrounding land.

At this time, everyone felt that the floor under their feet shook violently, and they threw down the phone in their hands and fell to the ground, but their eyes kept staring out the window.

The blizzard grew heavier and heavier, and between the snowflakes flying, they saw that the entire mayor's estate flew up—

Or rather, it was lifted.