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Chapter 431: Metropolis Mystery (Fifteen)

After a loud "bang," Benjamin fell to the ground, and Schiller watched as Benjamin slowly collapsed. He looked up in surprise at Lex.

Schiller was genuinely taken aback; Lex's actions were beyond his expectations. Though he knew that Lex was not being controlled, he couldn't understand why Lex would attack Benjamin. Benjamin accused him of being the murderer, but he didn't accuse Lex. So why did Lex strike him?

Schiller replayed the entire incident in his mind:

Lionel invited him to the reception room, intending to use some leverage to threaten him. When Schiller struck Lionel with an umbrella handle, Lionel fell to the ground, and Schiller left the room.

Later, Selena came to the reception room to check the surveillance and accidentally encountered Leonard, who had just gotten up from the ground. They had some conflict, and Selena struck Lionel with a vase before leaving.

Benjamin might have wanted to discuss something with Lionel, so he came to the reception room. However, Leonard, who was already on the defensive, berated Benjamin and revealed to him the fact that Schiller had killed someone two years ago. This led to a conflict between Benjamin and Leonard, and Benjamin knocked him unconscious.

Benjamin was an Agent, and he should have had control over his strength. As a representative of an official force, he couldn't possibly kill Luthor. So, until this point, Leonard was only unconscious, not dead.

But now, Lionel lying on the ground was undoubtedly dead. It meant that the first, second, and third people who met Lionel didn't kill him. The real killer was the fourth one.

Schiller looked at Lex and asked, "Did you kill Leonard?"

As Lex described the events, time went back to when Benjamin left the room.

Although Benjamin didn't kill Luthor, knocking him out here was still a violation of Agent principles. Therefore, he quickly left the room without noticing a slight movement from the bathroom, which was part of the reception room.

A few seconds after he left, the bathroom door opened, and Lex walked out. He looked at Lionel lying on the ground and took out a transparent small bag from his pocket containing a small pill.

Lex placed the pill into Lionel's mouth, who was still unconscious, and then went to the bathroom, took a cup, and poured water on Lionel's face.

After a while, Lionel finally woke up, and when he saw Lex's face, he was momentarily choked and then coughed violently. Shaking all over, he struggled to get up from the ground.

"You... you..."

"Are you wondering how I ended up here and why I didn't stay in the room?" Lex interrupted.

Leonard, weakened and not a young man anymore, couldn't maintain complete clarity after repeated blows to the head. He had just climbed up but soon sat back on the ground. He stared at Lex, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief, and managed to say, "How... how did you... didn't you take your medication?"

Hearing this, Lex wore a bored expression and ran his fingers through his hair, saying, "I haven't taken medication since two years ago, and you never noticed."

"I thought that's what normal people were like. I'd give you good advice, and you'd smile at me, saying I did well and that I was your dear son."

Lex's eyes sparkled as he lowered his head, looking at Lionel on the ground. He continued, "Until two years ago, someone liberated me from that state."

"He saved me, but more importantly, his actions made me realize something: you're not normal."

Lionel's throat made a choking sound, and his face turned red as he felt his heartbeat racing and blood pumping rapidly.

"I mean not just your various abuses towards me, but... you really are an idiot, an unbearable idiot to everyone."

Rage filled Lionel's eyes, but at this point, he could barely speak. Lex approached him, squatting by his head, and said, "The most ironic thing is that to accommodate your stupidity, a group of incredibly intelligent people had to use the most direct method to kill you."

"Do you feel your heart constantly beating? Does it feel a bit fast? That's right, it's proof that you're alive, though not for long."

Lex stood up, and his shadow cast over Lionel's face, engulfing it in darkness. Any expression he made at this moment was unclear.

As Lex turned to leave, he turned back and said, "Oh, I almost forgot. The person who saved me, the one you hate the most, is Professor Rodriguez."

"Now, I'm going to ask him if he wants to become my Godfather. As for you..."

"Not only are you not a genius, you don't even deserve to be the father of one. Goodbye, Luthor."

As Lex departed, Lionel clutched his heart, opened his mouth wide, and coughed harshly, then pushed his back forcefully against the ground. After a moment of painful expression, his eye contact gradually faded, and his breathing stopped.

"He died from cardiac arrest. I did give him some medicine, but it was just the most common kind. Seeing my father fainting on the ground, it was only natural to use some emergency medicine, wasn't it?" Lex said...

Schiller then looked down at Benjamin, who was still lying there. After approaching, Schiller turned his head and looked at Lex, saying, "Though I don't know why you attacked him so urgently, I must tell you that your method of knocking him out won't keep him unconscious for too long."

"Now, he should be waking up... Oh, look, he's really waking up."

With Schiller's words, Benjamin moved a bit. He twisted his neck, placed his hand on the back of his neck, and tried to get up from the ground.

Schiller quickly inverted his umbrella, holding it with both hands at the middle, and ruthlessly stabbed downward.

With a "bang," Benjamin fell to the ground again.

Next to them, Bruce swallowed his saliva. There were no outsiders here, so he didn't pretend. He stood up straight, adjusted his clothes, and then walked to Benjamin's side, proficiently beginning to search him.

After feeling Benjamin's body and the pockets on his clothes, Bruce found nothing. After standing up, he looked at Schiller and asked, "What's going on here? What did you do two years ago?"

"I said I have amnesia, do you believe me?" Schiller replied nonchalantly.

Bruce recalled his experience in Schiller's Temple of Thought and then shook his head slowly.

"Very seriously, I do have amnesia. I have impressions of things I've done in the past, but specifically about this incident, I have no memory," Schiller said, stroking the handle of his umbrella.

Bruce moved forward two steps, standing opposite Schiller. He looked into Schiller's eyes and said, "I want to find out the truth about this incident. It's related to the future situation on the East Coast and also related to Gotham."

He looked at Benjamin, who was lying on the ground, and added, "He told me that he had sent an Agent to Gotham to investigate the Philby list and the Soviet Agent."

"Do you want to find that Soviet Agent?" Schiller squinted his eyes at Bruce and straightforwardly asked, "After finding him, do you plan to hand him over to the CIA?"

"I don't care whether the federal government allows espionage or not. I only know that Gotham doesn't permit it. I won't let such a dangerous and uncertain person roam freely in this city." Bruce answered in a manner that was very much like Batman.

"Bruce, you should know that whether I genuinely have amnesia or not, you won't get the answers you want from me. My past is only related to me, not to you."

Bruce clearly had no intention of giving up. The two of them stood in the room, and the atmosphere grew heavy again. This storm was bigger and more dangerous than the confrontation between Schiller and Benjamin.

Just then, the sound of a gun being cocked rang out, and Bruce rolled to the ground.

With a "bang," a bullet struck where Bruce had been standing before. At the muzzle of the gun was Lex Luthor's face.

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