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

Chapter 329

Connor tried his best to show himself to be more stable and calm, but unfortunately his age and his scarce life experience made him completely unable to do this.

Therefore, when Diana lightly sat down beside him, Connor's nervousness and curiosity had already been revealed in his slightly wide-open eyes and his tense jaw, clearly as if being brought on by an exhibition stand. An image of the transcript.

"I know you." He knew from Diana's smiling eyes that his disguise had completely failed, and he was not discouraged, so he took the initiative to attack, "They call you 'Wonder Woman'."

"Oh, yes, boy, that's what they call me," said Diana. "I'm Cal's friend, and Superman's friend."

Connor said nothing.

"You're a little shyer than you look," Diana added. "Karl was a lot more lively than you were when he was your age."

"What? When Daddy was my age?" Connor was extremely surprised, and his reaction was very strong, "You two have known each other so early?"

"It can only be said that I met Karl unilaterally. He was too young at that time, and we only got together for less than 10 minutes, so he probably didn't have much impression..."

In the kitchen, Carl turned over the love omelette, looked at the washed and drained vegetables in the basin, and the cutting board and knife holder hanging by his hand.

He decided to slice the lettuce and purple cabbage, slice the onion and carrot, and dice the daikon before returning to the living room.

After he finished these, he felt that since he had done so much, he might as well finish the dishes that Diana hadn't had time to cook.

The final result is that Carl not only prepared a series of follow-up dishes, but also carefully arranged the meat that Diana prepared.

He washed and put the kitchen utensils back in place, dried the beaded countertops, and took out the trash, while Diana and Connor leaned together, whispering and giggling, Laughing all the time, Carl could clearly feel that they had gained each other's trust.

At eight or nine o'clock, the three of them sat at the dining table and shared a sumptuous dinner.

Carl found that Connor was already willing to let Diana hold his hand and go with him. Obviously, when they first met, Connor was still a bit repulsive to Diana.

He didn't know whether to lament that the efficiency of the goddess was too high or that his cub was too unsuspecting, maybe half of the two?

"She's a lot better than I thought," Connor told Carl on the way home. "I thought she was a catwoman type, or a very manly type—which I don't like."

"You don't like Catwoman? Why?" Carl asked, "Serena is nice, she just compares to the bat..."

"I know who Batman is," Connor said. "Don't say 'Bat.'"

"You know it yourself, or Papa told you?"

"I know it myself, but I think Papa knows it too." Connor said, "Once you know your identity, it's not difficult to figure out who the others are. Papa once said that the connection between you is too strong." Tightly, so that once one of you reveals your identity, it becomes not at all difficult to guess who the others are."

"It's true for him, but it's not true for others." Carl smiled slyly, "Look, Nini revealed her identity, how many people have guessed who Superman and Batman are?" It’s enough for one idle rich guy to be a superhero, there’s no way there’s another rich guy willing to do that’, that’s what most people think.”

Connor nodded.

"The stars are beautiful," he said.

The stars are indeed beautiful tonight, even for ordinary people without super vision. Carl took Connor's little hand and walked slowly on the road, saying:

"Did Lexi teach you astronomy?"

"uh-huh."

"What does 'huh' mean?"

"A little bit." Connor said reluctantly, "It's just some very basic theoretical knowledge and star maps. He would rather let me study mathematics, physics, chemistry and biology."

"You've worked hard, baby."

"But I can do both."

"How do you like it?"

Connor fell silent.

"Leave him alone. I guess you can feel it yourself, baby, papa, he's a little... He's different from most people, whether it's his mind, his actions, the way he expresses his emotions, it's just like normal People are completely different." Carl smiled lightly, as if he had thought of something very interesting, "He is very possessive, but among his many bad habits, this is the cutest and harmless one."

"What about the unlovable and harmful?"

Connor couldn't help being attracted by Carl's words.

Just as he couldn't wait to get to know Superman, he couldn't wait to get to know Lex.Luther, because no matter how big the gap between these two people is in people's eyes, to Connor, they are his father, who gave him life, the closest people to him in this world.

And even though he has stayed in Lex's laboratory since he was born, spent a long time alone with the other party, and received the other party's education, he still dare not say that he is very good to Lex.How much did Luther know.

The words from Karl's mouth are undoubtedly an important window for him to understand Papa, which makes him excited and full of expectations.

"Of all Lexie's bad habits, the worst thing is that he will impose his own will on you. You become his supporter." Karl shrugged, "He asked his will to override yours. He asked you to be a tool first, and then his son."

Connor blinked.

"You sound like 'stay away from him,'" he pointed out.

"And you seem very familiar with that attitude."

"Because papa always talks about you in front of me, saying that you are arrogant and never takes human beings seriously, he also said that you are annoying, that you should not appear on the earth at all. Connor said, "You all don't like me being close to each other, and you all want me to only listen to one of you."

"No, son, I'm not telling you to stay away from Lexie, or just take my word for it," Carl said, "I mean, you're free baby, you're your own mind, not Me, or Lex's other mind."

He stopped and kissed Connor's soft hair.

Got home.

Before going into the bedroom tonight, Connor looked at Carl suspiciously, and Carl guessed that even his son, who was as insensitive as his own, might have sensed some of his emotions, but for various reasons—mostly because he couldn't be sure ——and at a loss.

He feels sad.

The thing that made Carl feel sad the most in the whole incident was Connor.

He was still so young, he was just a newborn baby to this world, and the common sense and theories that Lex had instilled in his head hadn't matured him much at all.

Despite knowing that Connor would one day be born according to Lex's personality, Carl didn't expect Connor to appear so early.

In the Rex Tower, its owner calmly gazed at the sky.

According to normal calculations, Moxie is off work now, but the people she served have obviously been in huge trouble recently... Or according to Moxi's understanding of her boss, her boss is the one who caused trouble... Various The food flocked, and the company was completely forgotten.

She went to a strange place and received a strange device with great trepidation.

A sense of foreboding filled her heart.

"It was my mistake." Carl sighed, and confided to Luo who didn't know when he returned to the villa, "I just knew that Lexi's attitude was very problematic, but I didn't know that he could be so problematic." , he didn't consider the impact of the matter between us on Connor at all."

"It's better to say that he wants Connor to hate you and be hostile to you after being influenced by him, and then become the sharpest weapon in his hands." Luo shook the wine glass in his hand intently, "Would you like some?"

"Alcohol of the highest purity can't make me feel drunk, so thank you." Carl replied wearily.

The appearance of Connor was undoubtedly a very warm episode for Carl, and the lively energy of the little boy made him feel much better.

It's a pity that Carl can't help but worry when he's out of Connor's sight, and he can't help sighing when he's around people who fully understand what's going on.

"You know Alexander can solve all your problems, don't you, dear?"

Luo started another conversation.

"Lexie isn't one of those—problems."

"I knew you would say that, honey. He's the one who makes you fidget all the time, and the problem isn't that you can't fix him, it's that you never tried to 'solve' him." Luo's words were almost self-speaking Saying to yourself, "You've never tried to 'fix' the person who caused you pain. That's the difference between you and me, and the difference between you and Alexander, you and him."

"Wait," Carl said, "did you just compare yourself to Alexander and Lexie?"

"That's not the point, God, that's not the point," Luo said in a breakdown, raising a hand to her face, covering her expression.

"The point is that's who you are, Carl, don't you see something about you? You're showing kindness every moment, and you're always doing everything you can to be considerate and dependable. Your words and deeds are worthy enough to be in a superhero textbook - if there is such a textbook - look at you, dear, full of passion and ideal, full of strength and kindness, with all your To play a perfect, idealized hero, a saint who should only exist in epics..."

"Maybe I did something wrong." Carl said, "It's scary to be too perfect, I know, but the mistakes I make are measured by my life. I don't know what to do. I can only try my best." do the best."

"...Yes! That's it! That's the mentality, that's the choice!" Luo suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand, so hard that Karl suspected that she would just force the wine glass into the fragile wooden table, " That's what makes you so perfect, I mean, really perfect—"

Carl looked sideways at her.

He didn't wear glasses, and his blue eyes were like universes.His brows were slightly furrowed, and his lips were pursed.

He looked so bewildered, yet so commanding.

—so that any attempt to pull him off the altar is full of temptation.

"—so that almost everyone, the vast majority of people, can't help but want to destroy you and hurt you. Even if those thoughts only exist in their own imagination."

Because if you don't kill Superman, how can you hide your incompetence and cowardice?

"Nobody needs a living hero," Lowe whispered.

Carl was silent, with his usual posture and his usual attitude.

"Okay, here's the line, this is the line we all know. Now I'm saying it, like it's me saying it and not you, like it's my feeling and totally It has nothing to do with you." Luo was holding an empty wine glass, banging on the wooden table irritably, "Although I never said that, you are really the most selfish person I have ever met—"

"Is that sentence excluding yourself? You know, semantically—"

"Fuck! This sentence excludes myself!" Luo roared, and she became more and more anxious, "Do you think the game between you and Luther is fun? We all know that if you keep him, it will happen sooner or later." Expected things, and we all know it's easy for you to kill him. Even if you don't kill him yourself, there are countless people who want to kill him according to his style of doing things, just sit back and I guarantee he will pass It won't be long before he dies at the hands of a brutal alien dictator, but you don't, you keep him to torture yourself and everyone who cares about you!"

When it came to the end, her face was as ferocious as a ghost:

"What the hell are you mad about? What the hell are you thinking? Don't tell me you love him more than you love everyone else. I know it's not, I can still feel your emotions , feel the deepest part of your heart, the kind of pain that has tortured you for nearly ten years..."

There were emotional tears in her eyes, but her body was trembling so that every inch of muscle was convulsing; her demeanor seemed to be violent and murderous in the next second, but her eyes were so sad.

It seems that it has been sad for a thousand years.

She suddenly turned into a sad girl again, knelt down in front of Karl, holding Karl's face, her palms were hot and her fingers were cold.

"Tell me, sweetheart, tell me," she begged, "why are you always in so much pain?"

"I think I'm fine," Carl said.

Then he said, "I don't know what to say."

He added: "People always think that I am omnipotent, or at least that I can easily solve more than 90.00% of the world's problems, but that is not the case. I am actually a very awkward person. I neither know how to do it. , I don’t know what to say.”

Lo looked at him, then rested his forehead lightly on Carl's chin.

"Everything I do is because I love you," she said, "That's the only thing, never doubt it."