Chapter 2268: Late Autumn in Golden City (32)

Lex met Pamela in the kitchen.

The young lady who had regained her vitality was eating secretly, or it could not be said that she was eating secretly. Merkel took out some of the extra desserts and asked her to fill her stomach first.

"I don't know what happened, but since my mental state has recovered, my appetite has improved a lot. Now I even have three meals a day."

"How many meals did you eat in the past?"

"I slept until noon, and then I was drowsy until the evening. At about eight or nine o'clock, I would eat a sandwich or something before rushing to the laboratory."

"It's a miracle that you are still alive."

Pamela and Lex obviously had nothing to do, so they could only sit on both sides of the kitchen bar and chat. Pamela looked Lex up and down and said, "I can't believe that you look so decent after dressing up."

"I didn't expect to hear anything good from you." Lex said boredly.

The two of them were of similar age and often met in the laboratory, so they were familiar with each other. Lex also knew Pamela's character.

"Talia and I have a plan." Pamela snapped her fingers and said, "It's roughly like this..."

Pamela began to tell Lex about her amazing plan, but unexpectedly Lex was not shocked by it. He just said, "You were so excited that you didn't consider the feasibility at all."

"First of all, the biggest problem is that you invited Clark Kent. Do you know that he is actually an alien? Do you know that his strength is enough to blow up the earth with one punch?"

"Of course, we know that he is very powerful, which is one of the reasons why we chose him. Ah, yes, it's not entirely because he is handsome."

"It's true when he is rational." Lex picked up a piece of pastry, but he didn't eat it for fear of dirtying his clothes. He just observed the lines on it and said, "You know when men are most vulnerable and have almost no ability to think rationally. You are right. You, Talia, and Selina are all hot, and this is precisely the source of danger that makes Clark out of control."

Pamela opened her mouth, then closed it again. She sighed and said, "I don't know what kind of experience made you think of this the first time you heard our plan."

"This proves that I am a rational and normal person, and you are a group of lustful lunatics."

"Okay, the problem you mentioned does exist, but uh, didn't he and his girlfriend..."

"The frenzy caused by group excitement, don't let Professor Schiller know that you have completely returned the knowledge in the book to him."

Pamela sighed deeply and said, "Then do you want to come to the pure human party?"

"And you actually didn't get Bruce and Selina at all. They didn't agree. To make them agree, you and Pamela alone are not enough, and I can't do it. You have to get Clark, but it's very dangerous to get him."

Pamela covered her forehead with her hand. She had to admit that Lex was right. This was another significant circular contradiction.

"Who else do you think can impress Bruce and Selina besides Clark?"

"I don't think you can convince Schiller."

"Cough cough cough cough!!!" Pamela coughed violently, almost choking to death on the food in her mouth. She had to get up and rush to the faucet, then gulp down a few mouthfuls of water.

Pamela breathed a sigh of relief when she walked back to the bar. She shook her head and said, "Don't mention this name for now. You don't know what happened."

Lex raised his eyebrows and looked at Pamela with interest. Pamela said, "You may not believe it, but I almost dragged him along, in the sense of physics."

"What did you do?" Lex asked with a frown.

"I believe you can see the changes in me. Yes, one of the results of Professor Schiller's treatment is amazing, right?"

Pamela put her arms on the table and said, "But you also know that I have some special abilities and my mental state was unstable before. Although I don't remember it, I can imagine that I might not obey obediently during the treatment."

"You attacked Professor Schiller?"

"I'm afraid it's worse than that." Pamela pursed her lips and said, "I may have tried to entangle him with vines to restrict his movements. Although I don't think it succeeded in the end, it's still very scary."

"Maybe it's also possible that it was partially successful." Lex covered his mouth with the cup, looked away and said: "The professor will not hurt his students. If you were at a critical stage at that time, he might not risk the failure of treatment to resist."

"You don't want to say that I really caught him?"

"Did he tell you about this? How did he describe it?"

"Some terrible vine-based restriction methods."

"Then even if it is not so serious, at least part of it is true." Lex took a sip of water and said: "You should understand that Professor Schiller seems to hate everyone in this world equally. If it is not necessary, he will not show weakness unless it is true."

"God." Pamela sighed as she sat on her bar stool. She leaned to one side until her elbows propped up the bar counter and said, "I actually lost consciousness and didn't see anything at all, damn it."

"Is that the point?" Lex rolled his eyes and said, "Although he said he didn't mind, you know how tolerant he is."

"Come on, I don't know what else I can do..."

Bang! Bang!

There were several loud noises upstairs, followed by a dazzling light. After the light went out, Lex and Pamela opened their eyes again, looked at each other, and ran upstairs quickly.

But halfway through the run, Pamela suddenly stopped Lex and said, "No, don't go up."

"What's wrong?" Lex asked with a frown.

A trace of panic suddenly flashed across Pamela's face. She was stunned for dozens of seconds, opening and closing her mouth, frowning and dull. Lex suspected that she had a facial cramp.

After a while, Pamela licked her lips, tilted her head, and pulled Lex to the bottom of the stairs.

"What's wrong?" Lex asked again, "What happened upstairs?"

"Don't ask." Pamela made a silent gesture and said, "We didn't hear anything. It was all hallucinations."

As soon as the two of them sat down on the bar stools again, Schiller came down the stairs. Lex looked up and found that Schiller had changed into his dinner clothes.

A brown-red prince check three-piece suit, a slightly relaxed and cheerful polka-dot pattern tie, a daisy-shaped collar pin and a golden chain, and a four-fold spiral flower-shaped pocket square, which made Lex seize the time to stare at it for the purpose of artistic appreciation.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will find the problem as soon as you look at it. Although Lex can't be called a great detective, his observation ability is still far above the normal level.

Schiller's cufflinks on one side were crooked, of course only a little bit, probably no more than one millimeter from the visual measurement, but this was very abnormal, because the rest of the clothing was perfect as if it was cast from the mold, with only this one problem.

Schiller, who was walking down the stairs, seemed to be unaware of it, and said while adjusting the buttons of his suit.

"Being in a hurry does make people make mistakes. I just accidentally touched the mirror in the bedroom. Didn't I scare you?"

Pamela's head was almost shaking out of centrifugal force. Lex turned his eyes and glanced at Pamela quickly, then shook his head.

But he realized that something was wrong. The three sounds just now were definitely not the mirror falling to the ground.

After observing the decoration of Rodriguez Manor before, Lex found that the former owner of this manor, the viscount, was good at chasing trends, and when he built this manor, exquisite wooden furniture was the mainstream.

All the bedroom floors are made of wood, as are the wardrobes and mirror frames. The sound of wood hitting wood is not so dull.

And if the mirror fell, even if the mirror surface was broken, it would not make three equally dull sounds, and Lex had never heard of a mirror in someone's bedroom falling and causing a large-scale optical phenomenon.

The bright light just now was not something that could be achieved by physical means. Even a flash bomb was restricted by the wall, but the light just now clearly penetrated all objects and was as bright as the arrival of a god.

And the biggest flaw is that holding the mirror will not mess up the cufflinks, because the mirror is just a flat wooden frame. You can lift it up by putting your fingers under the frame.

Even if you want to put the mirror back in place, you still have to raise your arms horizontally. At this time, due to the fit of the custom-made suit, the cuffs are pulled back, and anything on the sleeves has no chance to touch the frame.

But obviously this is Schiller's entire answer. He did not intend to deceive anyone. The purpose of giving this answer is obviously to prevent others from asking questions, or to warn them. This is all I can give, all you can think of.

Seeing the slightly panicked expression on Pamela's face, Lex realized that she might have seen what happened in the master bedroom through the vines.

Ding-ling-ling.

The phone rang, Schiller turned to answer it, and Lex vaguely heard a familiar female voice coming from the phone.

"Hello? Miss Selina?"

Selina rubbed her forehead helplessly on the phone and said as politely as possible: "I'm sorry, professor, it's just that Bruce and I may have to change the original arrival time. Yes, there was an accident."

"No, it's nothing serious, it's just... I don't know how to say it, because it sounds too much like a fake excuse."

"Okay, don't be angry, I can't believe that your good student Bruce Wayne just got sunburned."

"Or it wasn't just now, it was when we went out at noon. No, he didn't get sunburned at all. We wanted to take him to the pier to see the sea, but he refused to go out, so he didn't get sunburned at all."

"If you have to say it, when we went to pick up the car, we were told that the entrance to the underground parking lot in the market was temporarily suspended. We need to go to another entrance farther away, in another building next to the market."

"There is no passage connecting the two houses, so we have to walk outdoors, but the distance between them is very close, about 50 meters. Excluding the shadows on both sides of the house, the part with sunlight may be... 20 meters?"

"I don't know, but this is the only time he is exposed to the sun. I don't understand how he got sunburned on the back of his neck in just a few tens of seconds."

"It's not particularly serious, just a little red, but for safety reasons, it's better to apply some ointment. I'm applying it to him now, but the sunburn ointment has an odor and the ointment is sticky. You can't wear a shirt before it dries, otherwise it will ruin your clothes."

"Yes, thank you very much for your understanding. I will convey it. We want to adjust the arrival time half an hour later. Okay, that's it. Thank you, professor."

While Schiller was on the phone, Pamela and Lex had already passed through the restaurant at the back and came to the porch of the garden.