dhibooks Chapter 394
Chapter 394
Mercy was stopped by Lex when she entered the door again.
But instead of being stopped by voices and orders, it was Lex's gesture and eyes that stopped her.
Although Lex didn't look at her at all, it's nothing, Moxie has long been used to it, when has his boss really seen anyone other than Superman?
She can understand this very well. After all, if you can understand each person in a short look at each other, and you know each other's weaknesses and psychology well, then observation becomes meaningless, and it is just a waste of time and energy.
Moxie was thinking a lot when she stopped across the desk, but couldn't say a word for a long time. She was absolutely sure that the boss knew that she hadn't left, and knew that she must have something to say, but even so, the boss couldn't say anything. Too lazy to look up and talk, is his mood so bad?
Although she knows that she is just a tool in the boss's heart, she is a very useful tool anyway. A handy tool needs many years of cultivation, and even a tool has its own emotions.
Mercy has to say that when the bottom line is not involved (basically Superman), she has special treatment from the boss, such as the boss who basically doesn't care about her little hobbies...or where she spends her money...OK Well, to be honest, as long as she does a good job, Lex doesn't care about anything, even if she abuses the company's power and asks the company's public relations to deal with her personal problems.
Many people can't understand her feelings for Lex, in fact, even she herself can't understand, but it can't be separated from the three points of fledgling plot, fear and habit.
Breaking free from Lex Luthor's grip was as painful as denying yourself completely.
As for the boss, his love life is probably giving him such pain all the time.
Mercy took a deep breath and finally mustered up the courage to try to have a conversation with her boss at a place other than work.
"Boss," she still used to call Lex the boss instead of the president, "this can't go on like this."
"Like? Like a loser?" Lex sounded calm.
You are not like a loser, you are a loser—in terms of feelings, no matter what kind of feelings, family, friendship, love, you are a complete loser—Mosy absolutely dare not say these words out.
But she can relax in her heart.
After the fun, I have to bite the bullet and sort out my words.
"There's no such thing as failure, Boss," she said. "It's not childish hand-to-hand combat, and it's not a battle of the mind. Any attempt to beat the other side out of the relationship is—"'
She swallowed the swear words with difficulty, reminding herself who she was speaking to now: "Absolutely wrong. I don't usually say the word absolutely wrong, but this is absolutely wrong."
"go on."
"...I have nothing to say, I am in no way equal to your wisdom. I will say what you have already thought of."'
"Most of the time. But even a smart guy like me misses things," Lex said. "Now I want to hear your thoughts."
"What do you want to hear from me...?" repeated Mercy, tremblingly. "What do you want to hear from me?"
"I never felt your attitude towards Superman. Is it worship? Is it love? Is it hatred? Or is it completely indifferent? None. You just do and say exactly what I think. Now I want to hear what you think. "
Mercy suddenly felt as if she had been hit in the head... Boss!Are you playing me, boss!How dare I say what I think about Superman?
"It seems," Lex looked at Moxie thoughtfully, "you like him a lot."
Dreadful!This time the boss didn't even say whether he was "Carl" or "Superman"!Can she survive the boss's plot after this Q&A?
Mercy could only rack her brains to figure out what to say: "I really...don't hate him..."
"When did you know his two identities?" Lex ignored her answer.
Mercy held her breath.
If she was asked this way a few years ago, she would probably be sweating like a broken faucet, but after several years of destructive training, she managed to maintain the ability to think before such a death question.
Although she couldn't think of any useful tricks at all.
She can only think about when she learned that Carl is Superman, or in other words, this order should be reversed, she did not guess that Carl is Superman, she guessed that Superman is Carl.
It seems to be just a boring word game, but this order is actually very important. She felt the characteristics of Carl from Superman, and then associated the two; Superman character traits.
Superman is very tough, and Carl... Of course Carl is also tough, but that kind of toughness lacks the sense of power and... how to describe it that is unique to Superman?Religious?
It's religious.
If you follow this thinking, in fact, Carl and Superman are really similar.
It’s not the tone of voice. Superman rarely speaks in public. He is gentle and silent, and his image is a bit serious. He seems to be in his early thirties.
Nor is it the attitude of being a human being. Has Superman ever "behaved in the world"?Superman's attitude is very clear, and it is wonderfully consistent with Carl, but few people can connect the two.
Or the gap in strength.
A gentle and kind boy is weak in people's subconscious. Although Karl has a David-like sculptural figure, he is not a weak and slender boy at all, but his eyes always make people feel involuntarily. I despise him in my heart.
"You seem to have known about it for a long time." Lex's voice interrupted Moxie's thoughts, and she realized that she had spent too long thinking about it. Obviously this unusualness caught Lex's attention, "Then let Let me change the question. Since when did you start to suspect?"
If she started to suspect earlier than the boss started to suspect... she would definitely be dealt with, right?It will definitely be dealt with!
But she didn't know when the boss began to suspect that Carl = Superman!
From the beginning to the end, the boss did not show the slightest abnormality!Only after killing Superman does the boss become weird!It’s okay to flip through the notebook in a daze, and even sneer and talk to myself inexplicably!He still carries that red cloak with him every day!abnormal!Who knows if he did something erotic with that underwear!
"...When you act abnormally." Moxie screamed frantically in her mind, and chose this answer decisively.
It is estimated that this kind of answer can't fool the boss, but even she can't think of the answer to the boss's question.
If she had to say it, she probably started to doubt it when she was rescued by Superman.
The severe pain left her with no time to think. Superman carried her out of the ruins. She couldn't see Superman's face clearly, so the warm feeling became very clear.
Before that, only Carl made her feel such kind warmth.
However, it is completely certain that the two people are actually the same person or because of the boss's anomaly after Superman left, and Carl's disappearance after that.
"Very good." Lex didn't dwell on this issue, "tell me what you think of Superman."
"...I don't think much of Superman." Mercy said honestly, "I never thought about the answer to this kind of question, boss. You know me, what effect does an action have, what is the meaning behind it, to me It's irrelevant to me. I'm just doing my job."
"But I think I know what you're asking," she added. "If that's what you want to know—he'll forgive you, boss."
But no one knows when, she said in her heart.How long do Kryptonians live?Maybe Superman will be angry for hundreds of years.
"Of course he will forgive me," said Lex, who never seemed to question his judgment. "I can't think of a reason why he wouldn't forgive me—maybe there was a simple love between us in the beginning." The relationship has nothing to do with the outside world, it's just me and him-but this is no longer the time for his personal emotions to dominate everything."
It's obviously your personal emotions that dominate everything, Moxie thought, as expected of the boss, so good at turning black and white.
She was sensible and silent.
"I see your disapproval, Mercy. You're growing bolder, and that's not a good thing."
"Sorry, boss."
"He has no reason not to forgive me." Lex emphasized again, "You don't understand his thinking mode."
"..."
"As we speak, genocide is being committed in Africa; wars in the Middle East are ongoing. Secret intelligence organizations send agents and spies all over the world, eating up billions of dollars every year, and their mission In addition to surveillance, control and killing, there are also civil strife in other countries.” Lex clasped his hands, “These I listed are just a drop in the ocean of countless evil deeds.”
"That's how ugly this country is. Existing abundance is based on death figures around the world, sucking flesh and blood."
"Trusting me is no more difficult than trusting the US government, is it?"
Mercy made the most crucial point: "But you killed him, Boss."
"You look angry."
Mercy took a deep breath to stabilize her mood. She couldn't take it anymore. Facing the death that happened was tantamount to mental torture, and Lex's righteous attitude added fuel to the fire.
"I'm not angry," said Mercy, and she was not. "You always think there are certain rules in this world, you always think people are manipulable, you can control everything you want, And because of your extraordinary intelligence you seem to be able to do that."
Lex looked at her inscrutably.
"But you yourself know that's not the case, don't you?" said Mercy, "Although you have mastered 99.99% of the truth on earth, and even though only 0.01% is a secret to you, the more you know about the 99.99% Counting everything, the remaining 0.01% is more mysterious in your eyes."
The 0.01% was there long before Superman came along.