Chapter 535

In a coffee shop somewhere in metropolis, when she saw the two people who appeared, Louise seemed to grasp the last straw and asked eagerly,

"Clark, he..."

"He's not dead. He may be a little wronged."

When she heard this, Louise was relieved. Since Linda told her that she had been defeated in the battle, she felt as if she had lost her soul. Her mind was full of Clark's figure, for fear that he would have an accident.

Luke added, "Lois, is there something I need your help with?"

"What's the matter, you say, as long as I can save Clark, I have no problem."

Luke put his hand up and down,

"Don't be nervous. Clark will be fine sooner or later. At present, the most important thing is to find out Lex Luther's intention. Only when we know his purpose can we take targeted actions."

Lois turned her eyes slightly, and could not help saying,

"You want my father?"

Smart!

Luke sighed heartily that she was a woman who surrendered to Superman, and that she was really admirable,

"I need to have a secret talk with general Ryan. Only you and I know it. We can't let it out."

Lois nodded,

"Come with me, I'll take you to see him."

Then he got up and left the coffee shop, followed by Luke and Linda.

The three leave the metropolis overnight and come to the military base where Sam Ryan works. Lois shows her identity to the guard and wants to see her father. Before long, Sam Ryan in military uniform appears at the door.

As father and daughter talk and walk outside, Sam Lane doesn't realize that he has fallen into the trap of his daughter. When he reacts, it's too late.

Luke said in a deep voice, "you go out first. I have something to talk to the general."

Reluctantly, Linda was pulled out of the car by Louise.

"Long time no see, general lane."

Sam Lane gave him a cold look and then glanced at Louise not far away. "You're so good. Even my daughter can talk."

"No, it was Lois who asked for it. She did it all for her lover."

"Clark Kent, the farm boy!"

Indifferent words with a touch of disdain, seems to be very dissatisfied with the son-in-law.

Luke shook his head with a smile. "General, at this point, is it necessary to deceive yourself? Whether you admit it or not, your future son-in-law will be Kryptonian, and your grandchildren will be half Kryptonian. This can't be changed unless you are willing to make your daughter sad for the rest of your life. "

In a word, Sam Lane's death has left him speechless. When his daughter is older, she has her own ideas. As a father, what can she do?

He sighed in his heart and said,

"What can I do for you?"

"Clark is under arrest."

Sam lane was stunned. "How could it be?"

Luke carefully observed him and made sure he wasn't lying. Then he continued, "it's Lex Luther who caught him. Just two hours ago, that guy got Clark's DNA and created clone fighters based on it. He also combined clones with parasitic demons. I don't need to describe the horror of that monster. You should think of it."

Sam Lane frowned. "I can't believe you."

"Believe it or not, I just want to ask one thing today."

"What's the role of the military?"

Sam Lane squinted. "I don't know what you're talking about?"

Luke lit a cigarette and said to himself, "you've been doubting my relationship with the president. Yes, we do have a cooperative relationship. It was reached at the moment of solving the devil gaster."

"He has been taking care of my business for the past two years. How about me? We have also provided him with technical equipment to help him keep his position and stabilize the situation. Our cooperation is very happy. "

"So the rumors are true."

Luke nodded, "cooperation is true, bribery is false, I didn't give him a dime, we are pure power transaction."

Sam Lane took a deep breath and yelled, stifling the urge to take the gun,

"Why are you telling me this? What do you want?"

Luke snuffed out his cigarette and threw it out of the window. "If it hadn't been for an accident, I wouldn't have told you that. I kept in touch with the president in a special way until last night. The connection was broken and I couldn't get it any more."

"If I'm right, there must be something wrong with the White House."

"General lane, I want you to do me a favor and see if the man in the White House is Joel Nash."

Sam Lane snorted, "your worry is superfluous. I just talked to the White House on the phone. He's OK."

"Sometimes what the naked eye sees may not be true."

If Luke points out, "like cloning technology, since Lex Luther can create a superman replica, why not create a puppet president who only obeys his orders?"

"General lane, you think it's possible."

Sam Lane's face changed greatly, and he could not help roaring, "you crazy people, what do you think of the United States as? It's a country of hundreds of millions of people, not your playthings."

"It seems that our conversation can be over."

Luke opened the door and made a gesture to see off the guests. "Please, general, for Lois' sake, be careful. If the president becomes a clone, it doesn't mean that other people won't, including you."

"You..."

Sam lane is angry and angry, angry and speechless. As Luke said, if Joel Nash is really a human clone, no one can guarantee that Lex Luther will not attack other senior executives.

Thinking of such a picture, Sam Lane felt cold in his heart. Without saying a word, he turned and left without even talking to his daughter.

Back at the base, the more you think about it, the more wrong you are.

Unable to sit still, he set off for the White House. When he got there, he was stopped outside. After inquiring, he learned that Joel Nash was in a meeting with the cabinet and would not see anyone else for the time being.

No way, Sam lane can only stay with a few colleagues in the Department of defense, looking at the door of the conference room from time to time, with suspicion and vigilance.

It took an hour for the meeting to finish. The door of the room opened and everyone left one after another. Except for the president, the rest of the people looked solemn and worried.

Sam Lane stares at the president and observes his changes in expression and behavior. He would not have doubted, but the more he thinks of Luke's words, the more wrong he feels.

Since the demonic incident, Joel Nash has lost his memory. He can't remember what happened before, and his character has changed greatly. He has become calm and indifferent. Although the president in front of him is also very silent, this kind of silence is different from that before. He doesn't have the kind of awe inspiring pressure, but just deliberately faces up.

"Sam, I hear you're looking for me."

Familiar voices echoed in his ears, and Sam Lane put away his conjecture,

"I want to ask about Tesla. People's protest is so fierce that it can't be delayed any longer."

Joel Nash said in a deep voice, "that's what we've just discussed. Power armor must be included in tube products and can't be circulated in the market. What do you think?"

Sam Lane's heart sank, the corners of his mouth trembled a few times, and he forced himself to kill,

"That's the best."