Rational discussion, who is the stupidest brother [Comprehensive British and American]

Sterile room, operating table, shadowless lamp, and — surgical instruments with a cold luster.

Aum was lying on the operating table, his shirt was cut in half from the neckline, revealing a strong but fair chest, like a pure lamb waiting to be slaughtered, weak, pitiful and helpless.

This is what Aum saw when he woke up.

However, the second half was made up by Aum himself based on the surrounding environment and his hoodie that was cut out of abstract artistic beauty.After all, the high-end skills of soul shelling to appreciate oneself from the perspective of God are not in the skill tree of Aum, who is already good at martial arts.

"woke up?"

Probably hearing the voice, Luther who was not far away asked without turning his head, looking very calm and sure of winning.

"woke up."

Orm made a perfunctory sentence, then turned his neck and began to look around. This is obviously not the laboratory that Luthor showed him before.What Sherlock said is somewhat reasonable-a cunning rabbit will inevitably have three holes, but if a hunter works hard, he can always dig out a few more rabbit holes.

This is probably one of Luthor's secret rabbit holes... right?

Orm thought about it, and set his eyes on Luther——Luthor was wearing a white rabbit suit... oh no, it was a lab coat, but he had a good figure, and the sack-style lab coat was worn out by his waist. The long-legged abstinence... oh no, it's a gentle scum feeling, standing in front of the experimental console with his back turned to him, not knowing what he's doing.

"What did you use to bring me down before?" Aum asked enthusiastically.

To be honest, it is quite a novel experience for Aum to be brought down by drugs without anyone noticing. Isn't it also possible to bring down Arthur?

For example, put down Arthur, who is always too lazy to go to the kingdom office meeting, to take medicine, and then carry him into the conference room as a mascot?

"It's just a product of technology. As I said before, I pursue the practical application value of technology, so now you are lying on my experimental bench."

Luther turned his head and gave Orm a weird smile, then walked over with a half-full test tube, then stopped about one meter away from Orm, and asked:

"How do you feel now?"

"so so."

Aum was lying on the operating table with his head tilted, his eyes were a little scattered and unfocused, and his limbs were limp and paralyzed. He hadn't moved since Aum woke up.But this does not prevent him from moving his mouth, although his voice is also very erratic:

"However, I should be lying on the operating table, not the laboratory table, right?"

Aum can be sure this time, Luthor must have regarded him as illiterate!

The corner of Luther's mouth sank unexpectedly.

Whether it is a laboratory table or an operating table, the name is not important, what is important is the psychological pressure caused by the name.But it seems that there should be no effect. Aum's psychological quality is still quite passable, or even if he is not passable, his "quiet expression" skill is definitely full.

"It doesn't matter if it's a laboratory table or an operating table,"

Luthor raised the test tube in his hand, and the liquid in the test tube refracted bright light under the light, making people dazzled.

"The important thing is that you are the person lying on the top, and I am the master who is standing below the stage and will use the power of technology to determine the turning point of your life and destiny."

Luther's smile can be described as very perverted.

The villain in Aum's heart rolled his eyes frantically.

Luthor's words were convincing, as if he was so awesome that he could control the fate of others at will!

But... he has the ability to go one step further!

Why did you just stand there without moving?

Standing one meter away and not daring to move forward, what a hero!

Aum didn't follow Luthor's expected route, and he didn't show any panic. The scene suddenly fell into a quiet embarrassment.

After a long time, Aum spoke first.

"Uh—what's in the test tube?"

Luther felt a little strange, as if something had escaped his control before he realized it, but he went through today's events carefully in his mind, but found no problem.

In fact, it should be said - the plan went very well.

Aum has already fallen into his hands, as long as he performs an operation, injects a little medicine into his body, then implants a chip into his brain, and then takes something from his brain, within three days, he will Will reap an obedient King of Atlantis... son!

A prince who can replace Neptune and become the king of Atlantis again!

Plus——Luthor's eyes glanced in a certain direction uncontrollably—the secret killer in the petri dish, he will have a humanoid weapon under his control that can protect the earth.

Earth doesn't need alien protection!

Neither Superman in Metropolis nor Asgardians in New York should exist!

Luther put aside the strange feeling that flashed for a while, and focused on the thing in his hand.There is an ancient oriental saying that is quite wise - one force can defeat ten times. Superman has verified this with his powerful physical strength and empty brain, hasn't he?

Now, all he has to do is to manufacture one of the humanoid weapons planned in his blueprint!

Luthor finally moved to the operating table, opened an instrument, put the test tube in his hand into it, then turned to face Aum, and said:

"It's also a little technological power. Don't worry, it won't do you any harm, and it will free you from all mortal troubles forever."

Luthor believed that he didn't lie to Orm a word. After Orm becomes a humanoid weapon, people who absolutely and can only obey his orders don't need any personal thinking. Of course, there will never be any ordinary people troubles.

"poison?"

However, Aum's brain circuit is obviously a bit different from Luthor's.

Narcotic and depraved in the pleasure of taking drugs, doesn't it mean that there is no trouble anymore?

There's nothing wrong with this logic.

Luther's smile paused slightly.

"I wouldn't use drugs as a dirty trick."

Luther's expression was extremely serious, and his eyes were full of disapproval and accusation.

Aum: "..."

He didn't want to argue with Luthor at all, his method or the method he despises, which one is more base, or is it half the same?

But Orm didn't have time to argue.

Because the violent explosion sound from outside and the vibration of the laboratory floor suddenly interrupted the faint confrontation between him and Luther.

"It's you?!"

Luthor quickly grabbed the operating table, fixed his shaking body in the shock, and then glared at Orm, his eyes were so fierce that he could almost kill anyone.

"I didn't do it~"

Aum walked up, raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and said with a smile.

Orm swears, he really didn't do it.

Judging from the shock caused by the explosion, the attack came from the outside rather than the inside, but the others were inside, right in front of Luther's eyes, so how could it be possible to launch an attack from the outside?

only……

On the way here, he seemed to pass by someone who seemed to have known him before. At that time, it seemed that a small thing was thrown into his pocket?

And he just forgot to take that thing out and throw it away?

no no no!Don't get me wrong, he really didn't mean it!He just accidentally ignored it!Really!

"Is it Aquaman? Batman? Or Superman?"

One guess after another flashed through Luthor's mind, and each guess had something to do with Aum.

"It's not right~"

Aum once again denied Luthor's guess with a wavy tilde. He supported the operating table with his right hand, turned over and jumped off, and stood firmly on the ground, shaking while holding the operating table tightly. Luthor, who is a Parkinson's disease patient, is in stark contrast.

Luther's expression changed drastically, and he was no longer calm!

"You are not unconscious!"

"I got it right this time~"

Orm gave Luthor a thumbs up.

But judging from Luthor's expression, he didn't want to be praised, he just wanted to vomit blood.

"Oh, no, that's not right." Aum added, "Actually, I fell into a coma after being drugged by you, but then I woke up again. But these are not important, are they? "

Orm returned what Luther had said.

He was indeed in a coma, but after waking up, he was not as weak and powerless as Luther saw.

Sherlock has analyzed Luthor's character traits and behavior patterns, and believes that the possibility of Luthor attacking Orm is as high as 70%. Whether Luther wants to use or manipulate, using drugs to attack Orm is the most convenient and covert means .

Aum originally thought that Luthor would use injections, and deliberately softened the skin on his body to avoid the embarrassing incident of "Luthor was full of confidence, but was hit in the face by a broken needle".

Unexpectedly, Luthor used inhaled drugs, which saved him the act of pretending to be unconscious.

And Aum thinks that Luthor may have misunderstood his physique. For example, his ability to metabolize drugs is actually far superior to that of ordinary people. Compared with humpback whales, it will be more difficult to bring him down. Low, Luthor's dosage is really a bit stingy ╮(╯▽╰)╭.

(Luther: I'm not! I don't! I don't care about labor and management at all! TM The latest drug I use, the amount used on you is more than enough to bring down ten elephants!)

It's just that Aum still couldn't figure out when and where he was recruited.

Luther's face turned green.

Take control of Orm?Manufacture humanoid weapons?The words he said before seemed to have turned into slaps, slapping his face!

He simply performed a one-man show, and the only audience had no idea how long they had been laughing at him!

Luthor tried to keep his composure, and moved quietly to try to stay away from Orm, but the violent vibration caused him a great hindrance.

But Aum was walking on the ground in the shock. He crossed his arms, looked at Luthor who was standing unsteadily with a smile, and said lightly: "Let's discuss, you can bring me the formula and all of the medicine that can bring me down." Give me the stock, and I will protect you from the explosion, how about it?"

With a firm attitude, Luther no longer has the ability to escape independently.

Luther was furious: "Do you think I'm stupid?!"

Hand over a hole card?Do you think he is some kind of brainwashed thing!

And... who said he couldn't escape?

Luther's eyes glanced in a certain direction uncontrollably.

"Ah! Sorry, please wait—"

Aum suddenly made a "wait a moment" gesture to Luther, and then took out the mobile phone from his pocket. On the screen of the mobile phone, the words "Consulting detective" were beating wildly.

Orm: "Hello? Sherlock?"

Sherlock: "Where are you?"

Orm: "Luthor's lab."

Sherlock: "... how do I know where Luthor's laboratory is! Send me your coordinates!"

Aum: "Okay, wait a minute!"

With that said, Aum hung up the phone, sent Sherlock a location, and then looked up to see Luthor looking at him intently, with complicated eyes.

"What kind of eyes are you...?"

Luther: "..."

Reflecting on why I didn't confiscate your mobile phone in advance...

The author has something to say:

Thank you Kasen Kanedada for the nutrient solution~ Memoda~

In view of what the little angels guessed, the author announced with great pain that he would never set a flag again, and...this paper randomly draws five little angels to give out red envelopes to show the author's surrender~