The next day, early in the morning.

"The Punisher strikes again? Councilor Rice was killed, and the methods were extremely cruel..."

In the villa, Arthur was flipping through the latest newspapers and snorted when he saw a violent incident about himself.

"If the person who killed Rice yesterday is the Punisher, then who am I?" Fold the newspaper and place it on your lap, take a sip of your coffee over the table on the right.

He doesn't have much affection for impostors, like trying to get a test and getting a grade impersonated by another person.

Putting down the coffee and about to reopen the newspaper, the head maid knocked on the door, stood by the door frame, and reminded softly: "Young master, Councilor Paul is here." ”

Before the maid's long words fell, Paul's fat body had already appeared in front of the door, and he sneered at Arthur inside: "Young master..."

"Where's the location?" Arthur shook the newspaper and flipped to the next page, looking at the report that Mayor Falcone was preparing to go under the knife at the Ackham Asylum, and was intrigued.

Arkham Lunatic Aylum is known to be a mental illness hospital of "good quality" and passionate about helping others get back to health.

"No—" Paul stood timidly as he stood not far from Arthur, his voice faint, his fear evident.

"Huh?" Arthur's gaze moved up.

Paul's body was shocked, and he explained, "I found the location of those meteorites. ”

As if fearing that Arthur would not be satisfied, he added, "All." ”

Retracting his gaze, Arthur said softly, "Paul, it seems that after all this time, you still still don't understand what I want." ”

With a thud, Paul fell to his knees, his knees not bearing the force he should have for his age, and protested.

"I'll find it, I swear, swear by my mother's grave." Paul's forehead slammed the ground, his plaster left hand pressed against his abdomen, and his tone was anxious.

"Give me another chance, I'll be able to—" After a long time of no reply, his heart was almost beating out.

Will it die? Or will you spare my life?

Got out of the chair?

I'm going to be killed, no, I'm going to go outside.

Paul's mind was constantly on the move, and his brain was racing under the pressure of death.

"Sir, Master Arthur asked you to collect those meteorites and send them here." The maid said softly, and she stood respectfully beside Paul.

Survived!

The hanging heart finally fell, he tilted his head slightly, saw a pair of black flat-heeled leather shoes, and whispered: "Don't help me up quickly!" ”

The disappearance of his right arm, the inability of his left arm, and the fact that he was fat and bloated made it impossible for him to get up on his own for a while.

The maid chief frowned, and a hint of resistance appeared in her heart. This original owner, what kind of character he is, she knows better than anyone else.

"Hurry up, Lena." Impatient, Paul urged, "Don't forget, once you were my maid. ”

"Yes, sir." With a smile on her face, Lena walked over to Paul's left side and bent down to lift him up from the ground.

Before the words of complaint could reach his lips, he glared at Lena fiercely, followed Arthur's exit route, and trotted out of the house.

"Where is the young master?" After looking for a long time, Paul finally asked a maid who was cleaning the floor.

"I don't know." The maid shook her head in ignorance, she really didn't know.

After several inquiries, it was learned that Arthur had left the villa in a car after he had been here for a while.

Paul was annoyed that he had missed the best times.

He wanted to get a hint from Arthur.

But now...

Communicating on the phone? No kidding, bother later, maybe the next time we meet, it's his time to die.

"Collect as many meteorites as you can, although I don't know what the use is..."Paul sighed, feeling that the future was even more difficult.

said that he knew all the locations of the meteorite, and that was all a lie to Arthur.

What he knows is only the few pieces that are exposed in front of the public.

The rest is unknown.

……

"Tell me, you're in such a hurry to find me." Arthur pushed open the glass door of his office and looked at Luthor sitting in a chair, facing the floor-to-ceiling window, revealing only half of his bald head: "Also, don't hack into my phone casually, it's not a reminder." ”

Luthor turned, his face regaining confidence, "I just wanted to tell you that my technology is completely fine. ”

The problem is the steel bones. Luthor added in his mind.

"Oh?" Arthur clasped his hands over his chest and mocked, "Yesterday's lesson is still vivid, do you need me to remind you?" ”

"No, no, no, it was an accident." Luthor got up from his chair: "It's just that a guy has appeared who shouldn't have appeared." ”

Feeling Arthur's questioning gaze, the corners of Luther's mouth twitched: "Absolutely, believe me." ”

After yesterday's failed invasion, he upgraded the system overnight.

And at the moment when the upgrade was successful, he resisted the urge to experiment. Add Arthur's contact information and send an invitation to Arthur.

He was already a little anxious to prove to Arthur that there was no problem with the Lex Group technology.

"Follow me." Luthor walked briskly out of the office.

The two of them came to R&D again, and this time Luthor didn't chase away the researchers again, but sold a little clever.

"The action begins." Luthor gave the order, and the scientist's fingers flew like flying, and several large screens quickly flashed program instructions.

The U.S. Department of Defense sounded the alarm one after another, and the steel skeleton went online, sorted out information, intercepted, strengthened firewalls, and counter-intrusion into the opponent's computer.

"Failed." A researcher stopped moving, and the computer screen went black.

"Don't worry." Luther laughed, "Everything was expected. ”

As time went on, the interval between computer screen turns off became closer and closer, and Luther's mind gradually became unstable.

"Got in." The words of one of the researchers made Luther's nervous heart freeze, and he stepped forward quickly, staring at the screen, nervous.

Boom!

The computer turns off the screen, and Luthor screams, emotional.

Failed again.

What kind of monster is Cyborg, and why does it rush to intercept us every time.

He himself knows his science and technology very well, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has surpassed human beings for 50 years.

"So, that's what you're going to show me?" Arthur sneered, "It was really an eye-opener for me." ”

Luthor couldn't hold back his face, turned to look directly at Arthur, and looked serious: "I will definitely succeed." ”

"Yes, you will succeed someday." Arthur slumped his hands: "When the steel bones are boiled, we can casually hack into the government system." ”

"No, I'll show you." Luther was agitated: "Just today. ”

"I'm afraid you won't be able to wait that long." The door of the R&D department was torn open, and Cyborg appeared in the doorway: "You are in danger of attacking the government system in an attempt to steal state secrets, and you have been arrested, Lex Luthor." ”

The moment he received an attack on the government system, he set off from his home and rushed here.

The main reason why they cut off their attacks so slowly is to see what they are going to do.