Chapter 458: The Beginning of the Confrontation (Part 3)

In the guest room of the mayor's mansion, Bruce, Lex, and Clark were still savoring that dream.

Their views on certain things in this dream could not be said to be exactly the same, but could only be said to be vastly different. And regarding the inconsistency of views, it could not be said to be seeking common ground while reserving differences, but could only be said to be fighting.

"Even if they are guilty, you can't use that method to destroy them. That is neither reasonable nor humane!" Clark said to Bruce in a very loud voice.

"I was just cracking that dream." Bruce said very calmly.

"But aren't you afraid that it wasn't a dream? When you used those black waves to impact the crowd, didn't you think about what you would do if this was real? Can you resurrect those dead people?"

"Clark, is your brain not normal?" Lex suddenly spoke, his voice also very cold. He said: "On the premise that that group of people was saved by you, they voted unanimously to kill you. You actually still want to stop Bruce from killing them. Are you crazy?"

"I didn't want to kill them. I don't kill." Bruce refuted Lex again. He said: "I have great certainty that it was indeed a dream. Violent cracking is the most efficient means, otherwise we would all be trapped there."

"Great certainty?" Clark snorted coldly and said: "You dared to do such a thing without complete certainty, and you are actually embarrassed to say that you are a non-killingist?"

"Because his brain turns faster than yours." Lex turned to Clark again and said mercilessly: "What was the beginning of the whole thing? Wasn't it because you knocked me out without thinking or investigating?"

Clark was suddenly silent. Then he looked into Lex's eyes and said: "Only on this point, what you said is right. The beginning of all this indeed came from my recklessness."

He turned his head to one side and said in a somewhat low tone: "If someone really died because of this, then I bear an unshirkable responsibility."

But his apology made Lex somewhat collapse. He said: "You are really crazy, Clark, you..."

【Author's Note: "Sword Comes"】

He stared at Clark with his eyes, as if he couldn't understand how his kind of Virgin Mary thinking was cultivated no matter what.

Lex took a deep breath and then said to Clark: "I take back my previous inference. You are not tolerant enough because you are strong enough. You are simply mentally ill."

"How can you say that about me? Even if I was a bit reckless before, you can't make personal attacks!" Clark put his hands on his hips and looked at Lex and said.

"Your physical fitness is very problematic." Bruce pointed out the part where Lex was most guilty with a single needle. He said: "Even if Clark knocked you out at the beginning, if you stayed awake in the end, you could completely bewitch that group of people and then manipulate the voting."

"Of course I can." Lex hugged his arms and said disdainfully: "Facing such a group of people who are stupid to the point of stupidity, manipulating their thoughts is simply easy."

"You can't manipulate the thoughts of the public at will! Lex, your kind of thinking is very dangerous!" Clark spoke again.

Lex was really going to be angered to the point of needing oxygen by him.

Simply put, the various aspects of these three people could be said to be completely different.

If divided by camp, Bruce and Clark both belonged to the hero camp. They wanted to protect ordinary people, while Lex didn't care about the life or death of ordinary people at all.

But if it was from the means, Bruce and Lex were the same kind of people. They pursued results more and believed that appropriate control and surveillance were necessary. However, Clark felt that procedural justice was indispensable.

Geographically, Clark and Lex stood together. Both of them were people from Metropolis and very consistently believed that everyone from Cat Getan was crazy.

In this extremely complex triangular relationship, being unable to reach a consensus was the normal situation.

Just when the three were arguing endlessly, the door of the guest room was suddenly knocked. Clark narrowed his eyes and then said: "A man, with bandages wrapped around his head, but I don't know him."

Bruce and Lex looked at each other. At this time, Clark had already walked up to open the door.

After the door opened, Benjamin appeared outside the door with gauze wrapped around his head. He had been knocked out by Lex and Schiller before, and then was interrogated by Bruce. After waking up, his face was very haggard.

"Hello, may I ask what help you need?" Clark asked with great concern, but Benjamin didn't even look at him, just let his eyes fall on the other two people in the room.

Bruce stepped aside slightly. Benjamin walked in. Benjamin first looked at Bruce and said: "Mr. Wei En, you really surprised me..."

Then, he turned his head to look at Lex and said: "Mr. Luthor, you are the same."

"I don't quite understand, why on earth do you rich second generations want to play such tricks? Is it interesting to pretend to be a playboy and autistic?"

Bruce and Lex didn't speak. Both of them had very similar postures, both hugging their arms, and then looking at Benjamin with an X-ray-like gaze.

Perhaps, smart people always have very similar qualities. When their gaze falls on others, it always makes that person feel that they have been seen through something.

Benjamin didn't withstand such pressure. He could only speak first: "I need your help. I must find that mysterious Soviet spy."

Bruce was about to refuse, but Benjamin said: "I am very sure that among the participants of the banquet, someone is in contact with the Soviet spy who took the Philby list."

"Why are you sure?"

"This is confidential."

Just after Benjamin said this sentence, he saw that the faces of Bruce and Lex changed, so he hurriedly explained: "The details are indeed confidential, but generally speaking, this spy should have a relatively high social status."

"Perhaps, you should have heard Philby's story on the radio. During the period when he was under investigation, all his activities were under close surveillance. At this time, the level of people he could contact couldn't be too low."

"Don't you have a list of people he specifically contacted?"

"If the UK could really produce this list, Philby wouldn't have escaped back to Moscow."

Benjamin's explanation was very reasonable, and Bruce and Lex had no room for refutation, because this was a very simple and easy-to-understand truth. As long as the British intelligence agency had a little ability, it wouldn't have let Philby retreat unscathed.

Even, Philby's retreat unscathed had a much greater impact on the UK's reputation than the harm caused by the leakage of intelligence. Anyway, the UK didn't have any important intelligence that could be leaked.

"Let me be clearer. It's not that the UK doesn't know that the people Philby contacted during that period might be suspicious, but the problem is that he only contacted high-level people during that period, and no one dared to investigate the high-level."

"There is another question." Lex asked again: "Since this person dared to pass intelligence for Philby during that period, why didn't he successfully pass the intelligence back to Moscow in the end? Instead, he came to the US East Coast?"

Benjamin shook his head and said: "We also haven't mastered relevant clues. This is exactly what I want to investigate."

"What are you doing here?" Bruce asked.

"I hope to get your help." Benjamin sighed and continued: "Before, you fought with the spies in the corridor. The gunshots were very loud, causing great panic. Many people would rather have a conflict with the spies than stay here anymore."

"If we focus on calming the panic, then there won't be more time to investigate clues about the spy."

"So, you want us to be the bad guys, persuade that group of people to stay here obediently, so that you can investigate them?" Lex said to the point.

"This can only be called cooperation. After all, whether it is the Luthor Group in Metropolis or the Wei En Group in Cat Getan, you shouldn't want a dangerous Soviet spy to be active in your hometown, right?"

"If you let him be active, it may produce more serious consequences. If you have an intersection with him without knowing it, you may also be suspected."

"You don't have to threaten us." Lex said in a cold voice: "The Luthor Group alone provides hundreds of thousands of jobs in the Metropolis area."

"If the controller of the Luthor Group is suspected of colluding with the Communists, the stock will fall sharply, and the consequence of industrial contraction will be a wave of unemployment, followed by a financial crisis."

"Once I and Wei En are purged by you, all entrepreneurs will be in danger, and the economic crisis will arrive in advance. Congress will not allow you to do this."

Benjamin felt that his breathing was a bit difficult. Originally, he shouldn't have consumed so much brainpower after being injured, but the problem now was that he consumed brainpower, but he couldn't fight these two people in front of him at all.

"Without the CIA, we can investigate spies the same way, or rather, after you let us out, we can exert effort more easily. The industries of the Luthor Group are all over Metropolis, and investigating whereabouts is easy. The Wei En Group is the same for Cat Getan."

Lex continued to analyze this matter, but Benjamin brought out another condition. He said: "Regarding the underground treasure in Metropolis, you should know something. Now the CIA has learned this intelligence, you can't take all the treasure, the military is hungry."

"If you are willing to help me, I can stand on your side when deciding the share in the future. If this work goes smoothly, the Central Intelligence Agency and the Federal Bureau of Investigation, the two agencies in charge of internal and external affairs, will return to their peak power, enough to decide some things."

When hearing the word treasure, Lex, Bruce, and Clark looked at each other respectively. They thought of the things they saw in the dream.

They had no evidence to prove that the dream built by Schiller must be based on reality, so they couldn't be sure whether what was buried under Metropolis was really a huge piece of Kryptonite.

But they had reason to believe that Schiller had investigated some things before he wove such a dream, that is to say, the treasure under Metropolis was very likely Kryptonite.

After knowing this, to some extent, the interest goals of the three of them reached a consensus.

Lex and Bruce were both skeptics. They couldn't completely accept Clark and his powerful superpowers. They hoped to have something to counter him, so both of them hoped to get Kryptonite.

And Clark, he didn't care at all that someone wanted to use this thing to counter him. He cared more about whether this stone would really make ordinary people get cancer as in the dream. He hoped to transfer these things and not bury them here anymore.

But they also all knew that it was not easy to find and transfer this thing. If its volume was really as large as in the dream, excavation would require manpower, and it would definitely alarm all parties.

Lex and Bruce gave the answer almost at the same time. Bruce opened his mouth and said: "We can help you, but we have one requirement."

Lex continued: "We don't trust the efficiency of you and the group of spies under you, so our division of labor needs to be changed."

"Change? What do you mean?"

"You go to appease those people, we will investigate the Soviet spy." ===== CHAPTER 459 =====