Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

Lex saw Louise's report after finishing his breakfast.

Few people know that the young president is actually Louise.A devoted fan of Ryan, he reads every one of Louise's stories and takes them all to heart.

He never concealed his love and admiration for this woman. He accepted and only accepted Louise's personal interview with him, and invited her to dinner after that. My boss had thought of pursuing Ms. Lane.

But he finally gave up because he met Carl.Al.

Ingeniously, Mercy also found that Mr. Al's affection for Miss Lane seemed a little unusual.

Since then Louise.The name Ryan became a special symbol in Moxie's heart. Whenever this symbol appeared, her nerves would always tense and she would be very flustered.

Like this moment.

When she entered the boss's dining table after getting permission, and saw the boss put down the tablet in his hand, and the words "Captain America's resurrection?!" in bold font, she was so nervous that her stomach shrank.

It's just that she will never show this nervousness on the surface.

"The car is ready, boss," she said, making a gesture of waiting.

"Long time no see, Mossy, I hope you had a great vacation," Lex replied, rising from his chair, "It's such a joy to see you...I've had enough of all the stupid business, gotta It's a good thing to know that you can share with me."

He seemed to be in a good mood, with a slight smile on his face and a very friendly tone.

"It's my responsibility to share your worries, boss." Moxie chose a well-regulated answer, and followed Lex step by step.

"Did you read the front page of the Daily Planet?"

"Read it, boss." Mercy began to feel the acid regurgitation in his mouth.

God keep me from throwing up, she prayed to herself, God keep me from shaking.Bosses don't like to see this.

"How do you feel?"

How else could she feel?The whole report was full of irresponsible conjectures and conjectures without evidence, but damn it, among the several possibilities listed by the female reporter, there was actually one that was close to the truth.

"Ms. Lane is still so creative." Moxi carefully chose the words she uttered, "This is her talent."

"Yes, finding the truth is her talent, and anyone with insight must admit this." Lex said, "Her greed and paranoia for the truth are incomprehensible to ordinary people, and because of this, she always has a way To save the fake from the real, to find the truth that's been hidden...but no, Mercy, you know that's not what I'm asking."

"It's my fault for disappointing you, boss," said Mercy without thinking.

"I don't think you noticed the word she mentioned in the enumeration. 'Alien.'"

Moxi immediately searched the words from memory, "Yes, boss, now I remember. She mentioned 'alien', but people don't know who this 'alien' is." ..."

But it can cause Lex.Who else could Luthor have such an intriguing interest in?Mercy guessed the truth almost immediately.

Superman is an alien.

And Louise.Lane has found tangible evidence.

Even if she is a good reporter, she would not go around Lex's line of sight to find Superman's genes, so her confidence can only come from clearer evidence.

More definitive proof than Superman landed on this planet in the first place, more connected than a short video, an alien spaceship, and Superman.

Combined with her identity as a reporter...

"She got an interview with Superman!"

Mercy almost screamed out, but the experience and habits of working with Lex for so many years stopped her and made her lower her voice abruptly.

The price was that her throat was sore. I am afraid that even if the executives in the Lex Group who only know how to solve problems do something stupid, she will not be able to curse them out.

Satisfied with Moxie's speed of response, Lex got into the car and said casually:

"Okay, my dear, the surprising things are put aside for the time being, we still have a lot of work to do."

I have a lot of work to do, not you... Mossy thought so, but her body obediently obeyed Lex's order, and got into the driver's seat.

While the vehicle was driving, Lex suddenly said:

"Carl likes her."

Mercy's hand on the steering wheel almost crooked.

Is this topic not over yet?What happened to the boss today?This is not your style!

"Hold on, Mercy," Lex said casually, "don't think I don't know what you're thinking... I just don't think it's necessary to control some of your small movements, after all, it's too tyrant to do that, isn't it? "

"That's what you said, boss."

Moxie said this very suffocatedly.

"Louis Lane's report has probably been seen by many people." Lex said, with a soft smile, "I want to know her itinerary for the next three months, Mercy. Before going to work, deal with it first." Good thing."

Then he never spoke again.

Among Carl's good friends, the second batch of people who got the news should be the group of mutants.

Especially the friends in Xavier College, they go to bed early and get up early, live a regular life, and no matter how the students are in mood, the teachers and principals always pay attention to the information from the outside world.

Of course they saw Louise's report.

Charles was the first to notice the word "alien", and he and Eric were also the first to be honest with Superman about his true identity.

His eyes stayed on that word for a long time, and he didn't even notice that Diana quietly walked behind him.

"Don't worry about him, Professor," whispered Wonder Woman. "He knows his measure."

"I know." Charles replied.

He didn't ask Wonder Woman how the other party knew Superman's true identity, nor did he elaborate on what he was thinking during those moments of silence.

In fact, Diana misunderstood him. He was staring at the report, not because he was worried about Carl.

He just remembered that many years ago, on a sleepy sunny afternoon, Carl stood in this office and told him and Eric: "I am an alien."

After so many years, he still remembers his look.

Calm, tense, yet so fearless and brave.

"Sometimes..." He suddenly felt a desire to confide. Forgive him, the old man, for recalling the past. Sometimes the old man talks a lot. "I have some thoughts that are not so 'Professor X'."

"Oh?" Diana was aroused, "Like what?"

"For example, sometimes, I feel that the world is too chaotic, and people are too cruel, not worthy of his devotion." Charles said, "For example, sometimes, I feel that he is blocked by this world. He is not like us, Diana, we have responsibilities on our shoulders, only he, never owes the world anything. He always gives."

He had some hidden worries in his heart, but he never said it out—Carl was always giving, but he didn't get anything. Who can guarantee that he is willing to give selflessly all the time?

He is already an old man, has seen many things, and experienced too many hardships.He deeply knows that a person's kindness is like an unburned candle, something that can only be worn away but cannot be replenished.

Too often, heroes try their best to help others and get nothing but a scarred heart.

Diana tilted her head and looked at Charles with warm and peaceful eyes.

"He's my friend," she said, in a rather matter-of-fact tone. "Don't worry, Charles, I'll fight by his side. We'll all be by his side."

In the office, while wiping the sweat from his temples, Tony straddled his chair and flipped through the news marked by Jarvist. When he saw Louise's report, his eyes became serious.

"My God, Louise Lane, why is she again?" He sighed, "Is this woman installed and why is there no news radar? She is simply a big event detector, where there is an accident, there is her ...It is really not easy for this woman to live without missing an arm or a broken leg."

"Don't underestimate her, sir." Jarvis said, "Ms. Lane has very good evidence that Mr. Rogers is still alive. She even knows something about the 'Winter Soldier'."

Thor raised his head, unable to hide the shock on his face.

"Is Steve too old to get rid of a stalking woman?"

"...Ms. Lane did not follow the captain to obtain evidence, sir." Jarvis's voice also brought a little helplessness, "I think you have forgotten that she is a very famous reporter. She and many high-level people There are good personal friendships, including senior agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., and some high-level personnel of the Sky Eye Society. I think she got the news from some friends."

"Oh." Tony understood, "It seems that she is not so selfless, isn't she also helping those fools spread the word?"

"The crucial element is that she's not lying, sir." Jarvis said a kind word to Louise tactfully.

"Let's leave her alone." Tony squinted his eyes and read the news again, his eyes stayed somewhere for a few seconds, showing a thoughtful expression, "Raise the level of attention to her, Jarvis, I I can foresee that she will have big news..."

At noon, Gotham City.

Bruce walked down the stairs sleepily, sat down at the dining table, and drank coffee while browsing important news.

This kind of behavior is not for obtaining information in essence. It is more recreational than practical. It can be said that it is a small tradition cultivated by the behavior of the housekeeper Alfred regularly submitting newspapers in the Wayne family.

Bruce just planned to take a look at it casually today, but soon, he was attracted by Louise's report.

Then he folded the newspaper and returned it to Alfred as if nothing had happened.

A shadow flashed across his mind, however, before definite evidence was obtained, any conclusion was just a hypothesis.

alien.he thinks.

If true, this reason could explain many anomalies.