Chapter 4443

"Then you tell me," Barry said, very unconvinced. "Firing a shot at someone's neck, and you call that not wanting to kill him?"

"Then what if I used a car bombing case; what would you say then?"

Barry opened his mouth, and for a moment he really didn't know how to refute. Theoretically speaking, an explosion is no easier to kill Superman with than a gun; the difficulty is equivalent to 99 and 100, the difference is actually not big. Even with Kryptonite, there is no essential difference between the two methods; it's nothing more than precision sniping versus shrapnel explosion, both aiming to get Kryptonite into Superman's body.

But the problem is, a sniper rifle hits the target precisely and won't harm the people around, but a car bombing case is not like that.

At that time, the place was already jammed like snooker; several cars were squeezed together, and there were a bunch of people not sitting in their cars, insisting on getting out to argue. If the bomb in one of those cars had exploded, it would definitely have been a human tragedy.

"If I were the killer, I would create a car bombing case," Lex said brazenly. "I know Superman is a good person; he would absolutely not give up on protecting ordinary people. So I would precisely control the bomb's yield to achieve injury without killing, blowing up a bunch of people, and Superman wouldn't be able to leave."

"Even if the bomb couldn't hit Superman, as long as he is trapped by the injured and busy saving them, then you don't actually need a very powerful sniper to hit his vital parts. Isn't this method simpler, cruder, and more effective than using some mechanical compound bow and having to catch the time node?"

Barry really couldn't hold back; he went up and slapped him. This time Diana didn't stop him either; she also couldn't figure out how someone could be born with a belly full of bad water, with bad ideas coming one after another without any cooldown time.

However, he did have to admit that the method Luthor mentioned was more insidious, vicious, and effective than the attack Clark had suffered.

The assassination Clark suffered was more like the scene of a presidential assassination in many people's ideals: an extremely professional elite killer, pre-arranged mechanisms, a precise and fatal shot, killing a person every ten steps, leaving no trace for a thousand miles.

But in reality, this is very difficult to operate. It is very difficult for a sniper rifle to catch the time node; even if you use all kinds of things to induce someone to make a certain movement and expose a vital part, as long as the other party subconsciously makes an unexpected movement, it is very easy to miss.

And the trajectory of this thing is too easy to judge. After missing, there is basically no possibility of escape; generally, you don't need to think about running, just stay in place and wait for people to come and catch you; it's no different from a suicide attack.

The operation of using a compound bow to attract attention is even more daring. Simple physical mechanisms are not very reliable to begin with; although the force of a compound bow is not small, arrows must also obey aerodynamics and are affected by Earth's gravity; no one can know if a sudden gust of wind will blow the arrow off course.

In Lex's view, this entire assassination process revealed a kind of "elite arrogance," which is "I can perfectly master aerodynamics, I can ensure that the simple physical mechanism can make the arrow land exactly where I want it; the target character will definitely make the target movement under my guidance, there will absolutely be no accidents; that one bullet will definitely delay Superman from getting up, making him unable to chase me."

Even Lex, who is already very arrogant, couldn't understand where this person's confidence came from. You have to know, this is missing in the underworld. Provoking Superman like this is extremely unwise; why on earth is he so fearless?

And the line of thought Lex proposed is basically the common assassination line of thought in the world today: use a bomb if you can, there's no need for any precision at all; the main point is brute force.

Moreover, using ordinary people to delay Clark has another benefit, which is that if you can't make him physically die, you can also make him socially die. No matter what, the murderer caused so many casualties just to assassinate the President. Although Clark is also a victim, if he hadn't walked into the crowd, things wouldn't have turned out like this.

Not everyone can judge rationally, especially those who have lost loved ones. This isn't an occasion where the President must appear; it was purely Clark meddling, resulting in such heavy casualties, and public opinion will inevitably attack Clark fiercely.

Clark naturally thought of this point too. Even if the car accident situation was guided by someone behind the scenes just to lure him down, it's very hard to explain such things clearly, and even if clarified, it would be seen as shirking responsibility. No matter what, damage to his reputation is certain.

"Too vicious," Diana evaluated.

Lex was not ashamed but proud. He hummed triumphantly and said, "In short, this guy is either a raw recruit who just came out of training camp and insists on using methods from textbooks; or, he didn't really want to cause any damage to you or the passersby."

"The first one is impossible," Diana said. "If he were a raw recruit, how could he shoot so accurately? Even if he were a natural-born sharpshooter, means like compound bow mechanisms are not something a novice would use. This requires very strong confidence and seasoned techniques."

"He didn't want to kill me..." Clark muttered to himself, "But if that's the case, why would he use Kryptonite... Wait a minute, he knows Kryptonite can't kill me???"

If you want to talk about who knows that Kryptonite can hurt Clark, the number of people is not small. Lex has taken action, Diana has seen it with her own eyes, and Batman also knows. Even someone with a mind for it could deduce it from legends.

But if you want to talk about who knows that Kryptonite cannot hurt Clark, then this scope is very small. Even Diana, who knows he did desensitization training, only thought that Clark had increased some resistance, not that he was completely immune, and felt that Kryptonite could still cause him damage, just that the damage would be relatively small.

The people who know he is completely immune to Kryptonite are probably only those who participated in the Steel Body Creation Project. And this project can basically be said to have been created by Schiller and Batman.

That's right, Clark actually already knew that the death crisis he had previously encountered was actually created by those two to give him magic and Kryptonite immunity. However, because he was fine, he couldn't be bothered to argue with them.

Now it seems that this so-called assassination incident is probably their mischief again. Clark sighed deeply in his heart. Actually, he really didn't want to know what they were going to do again, but since the conversation had led to this, and everyone else was looking at him, if he didn't say something, it would make him seem not sincere enough.

Schiller! Clark gritted his teeth in his heart, knowing that this big liar wouldn't wash his hands of it so easily. The presidential secretary is even assassinating the President. And Batman, do you still think I'm not busy enough?

Clark's thoughts raced, and he said, "I've probably guessed who it is, but I still need to ask for your help to guess what they are going to do again."

Lex had obviously also guessed who did it. He said somewhat sourly, "You're even being mysterious now; who is worth our honest Mr. Superman covering for him?"

Clark waved his hand as if shooing away a fly and said, "Knowing too much is no good for you."

Although Clark's attitude and tone were not very good, what he said was true. Schiller and Batman are like two big whirlpools; if you don't get close, they might still take the initiative to fly to your side and pull you in; if you take the initiative to get close, you'll definitely be spun around like you've been stuffed into a tumble dryer until even your mother wouldn't recognize you.

This Luthor is a bad seed to begin with, and his bad ideas are wholesaled as if they don't cost money. Bruce has both money and brains, and is so calculating he's almost become a spirit. Schiller is even more of a stirrer, with him involved in nine out of ten things. If these three things were to join forces, they would be like soulmates meeting, but what about himself? Just finished Christmas, is this as far as I'm living this year?

Lex snorted coldly, pursed his lips, and stopped talking. The expression on his face was clearly "I know, but I won't tell you."

The others couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him. Diana thought for a moment and said, "Could it be like me, wanting to tell the public that Martians are dangerous through assassinating you, and that they have targeted the Justice League, so they can be careful?"

"Not very likely," J'onn said. "As the saying goes, sweet cookies should be eaten with black coffee; one bite of bitter and one bite of sweet is the right way. You being framed has already been considered giving pressure; giving it again in a short time, wouldn't it make people bitter to death?"

Diana nodded, feeling that J'onn made sense. The so-called giving a stick and then a sweet date; her previous incident could already be considered a blow to the head; after all, human high-level officials are suspected of possibly being deeply infiltrated, which has already given ordinary people a lot of pressure. If they used the President's assassination to give another blow, wouldn't it flatten people?

Giving pressure also requires a balance of tension and relaxation. The string is already stretched very tight, and pulling it again is too easy to snap. Even if they want to continue giving pressure, they have to slow down; only after at least half a year or a year, having something happen again, would be correct. Two in a row is too easy to cause panic and loss of confidence; smart people wouldn't do that.

"Could it be to force you to kill?" Barry proposed another possibility. "Deliberately using things that can't kill you to stimulate you, so that you can have the power to resist, and then kill the murderer in a fit of rage, ruining your reputation?"

"No," Clark said. "The bullet he fired successfully delayed my time, clearly wanting to run."

He added a sentence in his heart: How could Schiller and Bruce make such a plan? These two are thousand-year-old turtles; who can live longer than them? Sacrificing themselves to cause trouble is impossible.

Even if they hired a killer, they wouldn't let people throw their lives away. This kind of thing is probably only done by idiots like Amanda Waller...

Wait. Clark was suddenly startled and blurted out, "Amanda!"

Everyone looked at him in unison. Clark scanned the circle and said, "Amanda Waller, the former leader of A. R. G. U. S. Could she have resurrected too?"

J'onn narrowed his eyes. He thought for a moment and said, "That's right, there's no reason why our loved ones can be resurrected, but our enemies can't. Besides, now that it's clear that resurrecting loved ones is of no use, it's not impossible to directly resurrect enemies who are against us."

"You mean, this assassination was done by Amanda? Is she that capable?" Diana was a bit skeptical.

"I understand," Clark said, having completely figured it out. "This matter was indeed instigated by Amanda, but she found the wrong executor—if I'm not mistaken, she probably handed this matter over to Schiller."

The room was silent.