The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman

Chapter 601: Killing an Eagle with a Borrowed Knife (Part 2)

Lex's butler also moved quickly, and soon, dinner was ready. During the meal, Clark revealed his troubles to Lex. Lex, who was sitting in the main seat and cutting steak with a knife, paused for a moment and asked:

"You mean, a group of people disguised as KGB entered your dormitory and were subdued by this rat?... Then it seems that they must be CIA people."

But Clark was stunned by his affirmative tone and asked, "How can you be so sure? What if it's not them?"

"Framing the KGB, or The failure to frame someone is what the CIA should have, both in terms of motivation and level. "Lex continued to deal with the food on the plate, eating while saying: "It's not surprising that the CIA targeted you. You thought you were very covert when using your superpowers, but in fact, in the eyes of those professional agents, you didn't disguise yourself at all."

"You thought you took off in a deserted place, but in fact, your disappearance is the biggest suspicion, and once they are determined to target you, there will be special people following you on every road you pass..."

"I think you should It should be more than once that they have lifted the car with bare hands and pulled down the door directly in order to save people or help others. They cannot be unaware of these things. "

"You should know that Metropolis is the most important city on the East Coast, no one else." Lex looked up at the gate of Luther Manor outside the window and said, "All the important people here will be watched, including you and me."

Clark shuddered and felt that the food in his mouth was not fragrant again. He said, "Don't tell me that this manor also..."

Lex shook his head and said nothing, but Clark felt a little uncomfortable. He said, "I don't like the feeling of being watched by others."

"Then do you want to deal with those people? Kill them? Make them feel scared?"

"Of course not." Clark immediately said, "Okay, I know, that's their job, but it doesn't prevent me from not liking spies, no matter which country they are from, I think most people should be the same as me."

"So, can you tell them not to bother me? Even if I owe you a favor, call me anytime when you need help in the future." Clark said.

Lex pursed his lips. He was really not used to Clark's straightforward way of speaking. But in the end, he sighed and said, "Okay, I'll help you contact them and warn them not to go too far, but it's impossible to completely remove the surveillance. Even I can't do it."

"That's the only way." Clark said with some emotion: "I remember that when I was a child, these two countries always published reports because of who made new inventions and new achievements, but why did they send spies and monitor each other?"

No one answered him. This question echoed in Luther's manor and disappeared in the evening breeze of the metropolis.

This prosperous city is still bustling with traffic, and it will not stagnate because of anyone's doubts and troubles. It seems that it will continue to develop like this until it becomes a beacon for the entire human race.

After Clark left, Lex sat alone in the study of Luther Manor. He opened the door of the pet box, looked at Pikachu that jumped out and said: "Professor Schiller has something to tell me, right?"

"It's easier to talk to you. Clark is a good man, a simple man, a noble man... too noble."

Pikachu jumped onto the bookshelf and sat down, crossed his legs, and then said: "I did electrocute those two people, and they did invade Clark's dormitory. I didn't expect them to come to my door so easily. It's a relief. I have a lot of things to do. "

"That medal, shouldn't be found from them, right?"

Pikachu nodded and said, "Don't ask about the specific plan. Anyway, Schiller hopes that you can contact the CIA in Metropolis as you promised just now, and warn them not to follow Clark anymore."

"What exactly does he want to do?" Lex asked while picking up a book to read. Pikachu shook his head, as if he didn't intend to say anything, but Lex didn't care. He looked at the sky outside the study window, and the bustling night scene of Metropolis was in full view.

At the CIA headquarters in Metropolis, the person in charge, Kayla, picked up the phone and said to the other end: "Okay...Okay...What did you say? You mean, the new owner of the Luthor family, Lex Luthor, invited me to dinner. Why did he..."

After hanging up the phone, Kayla stopped and thought for a while, then said to the subordinate next to him: "Help me prepare the car to go to Luthor Manor."

The CIA car stopped at the door of Luthor Manor, and the housekeeper came out to greet Kayla. Kayla was wearing a capable field outfit, a sweatshirt and trousers, and a jacket on the outside, looking energetic.

However, Lex's face was not very good when he received her. As soon as the two sat down at the dinner table, Lex said directly:

"You know? You have been a little too active recently. Do you think the Luthor family's cameras are just for show?"

"This is for security reasons." Kayla replied routinely: "Now is a turbulent time. A murder just happened in the mayor's mansion. You have experienced it before. Do you want Luther Manor to become the second mayor's mansion?"

"Don't try to threaten me with this. You know better than me what is going on. Luther Manor is very safe. You don't have to worry about my safety."

"Really?" Kayla's eyes stayed on Lex's injured chin. She said: "Indeed, you only suffered such a minor injury after going to Gotham. Your security work is really great."

Kerak was not sarcastic. She said this sincerely. After all, he had seen what kind of dragon and tiger den Gotham was.

"Let's not talk about me. Why are you staring at my friend? You even broke into his dormitory? Isn't this a bit too much?" Lex said with a very dissatisfied fork, knocking on the plate.

"Your friend?" Kayla frowned and asked, "Who?"

"Don't play dumb with me. Didn't you also see the big guy named Clark at the mayor's mansion?"

Kayla gradually recalled that when the mayor was murdered, there seemed to be a superpower named Clark who got along well with them. Kayla sighed and said, "It's not our job to keep an eye on superpowers. That belongs to another special security department."

"Then I can only say that the security department is really stupid. Not only did they break into Clark's dormitory casually, but they also wore a Soviet medal to disguise themselves as the KGB. Do they think everyone is stupid? Will they fall for this kind of trick?"

Hearing this, Kayla was stunned for a moment. An unnatural expression flashed across her face, but it quickly disappeared. She said, "Disguised as the KGB? You mean, the special security department responsible for monitoring Clark? The security department disguised as KGB? "

"Yes, I know, they want to use Clark's special ability to deal with the KGB. In this period, it is understandable to do such a thing, but. Can you be smarter? Even that big fool saw it. "

"So, he asked me to give you a little warning, don't bother him again, he saw through your little trick. "

Kaira frowned deeply, and then fell into thought. Lex called her twice, but didn't wake her up. Then Kaira said: "I understand the situation you reported. Can you show me the medal you found on them?"

Clark took out the medal he got from Pikachu. The moment Kaira saw the medal, her pupils shrank suddenly, she became expressionless, her facial muscles tensed, and she seemed to be trying to control her expression.

But in the end, she still said: "This is an important piece of evidence. Can you give it to me? If you keep it, if someone sees it one day, then..."

"I originally wanted to give it to you. I don't want to keep this thing. If it becomes my evidence one day, it will be bad, right?" Lex said meaningfully.

"I will guarantee you." Kayla put away the medal, then stood up and said, "I will go to the special security department to coordinate, but don't have too much hope. They are a group of very stubborn people and it is difficult to convince them."

"I just want to convey my attitude. If you don't do what I say, you will bear the consequences." Lex also stood up and said in an indifferent attitude.

Kayla didn't say much, turned around and left. After getting in the car, she sighed, put her arms close to her body, put her palms behind her knees, and covered her slightly trembling fingertips.

After returning to the CIA, she sneezed a few times, rubbed her nose, and then pretended to be exhausted and said to her subordinates: "I may have a cold. I'm going to the hospital. You can keep an eye on me in the afternoon."

"Don't worry, boss, nothing serious has happened recently. You should go to rest. Since the murder case was closed, you have been sleeping all day and all night for a long time. It's time to see a doctor."

Kayla waved to them and left. It can be seen that her popularity in the CIA is much better than Benjamin.

After leaving the station, Kayla hurried to the hospital, registered, found a clinic, and saw a doctor in one go.

Arriving at the doctor's office, Kayla winked at the female doctor, who drew all the curtains and closed the door. The doctor sat down and asked, "What's wrong? Comrade Valeria, why did you contact me suddenly?"

Kayla took a deep breath and spoke quickly:

"It seems that someone from the special security department disguised as our people invaded the dormitory of the superpower Clark. They wore the Red Flag Medal and wanted to frame us to anger the superpower and let him deal with us."

"I have sent the intelligence of the superpower back to Moscow. Moscow attaches great importance to it because he is really powerful."

The female doctor frowned and said, "Indeed, if they use such dirty means, our field staff may really suffer a great blow. I will compile this situation into a report and send it back. I will get a reply within three days at the shortest."

"But that's not the point." Keira frowned and said, she took out the medal from her pocket and slapped it on the table, making a crisp sound. Keira emphasized: "The important thing is that the medal they used to disguise it as ours is a real thing, a real Red Flag Medal, and..." The female doctor didn't wait for Keira to finish her words, she reached out and took the medal, took a look and said: "Yes, it is indeed our thing, and it is still early." "This is not just an early Red Flag Medal, it has a special mark on it, someone once told me its meaning, it represents a special hero..." The female doctor paused with the medal in her hand and looked at Keira. Keira also looked at her and slowly uttered the name: "Harold King Philby." ()

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