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Chapter 142 Good news, this is good news!

Louise led Jaeger and Clark to the laboratory door, took a deep breath, and then pressed the electronic doorbell.

A voice immediately came through the speaker above the doorbell: "Who is it?"

"Eddie, it's me, Louise," Louise said, pressing the microphone button below.

"Oh, it's you, Louise—" the voice immediately became warm. "Please come in, I'll open the door for you!"

That voice was clearly Eddie Reiner's.

His continued enthusiasm suggests that, at least for now, he is unaware that his plan to kill Louise has been exposed.

Louise exchanged glances with the two people behind her before stepping through the slowly rising roller shutter door of the laboratory.

A brown-haired man in simple white overalls stood in the lab to greet them, giving them a very friendly smile: "You must be Louise's friends? Nice to meet you, I'm Eddie Reiner, and this is my lab."

"As you can see, most of my current research work is being done here."

Upon hearing this, Jaeger's gaze swept over the dimly lit laboratory environment and the various complex optical experimental devices.

—It is indeed a fairly standard optical laboratory, since many optical experimental phenomena are easier to observe in a dark environment.

Clark even instinctively reached out to touch a device in front of him out of curiosity, only to be stopped by Eddie: "Be careful, that device's voltage is dozens of times stronger than what can kill a human!"

After stopping Clark, Eddie turned his attention back to Louise: "I heard about what happened at the dinner party. I'm glad you're alright, Louise."

Louise: "————"

Louise looked at the seemingly genuine smile on the man's face, and her feelings were complicated.

But in the end, she mustered her courage and sighed, "Eddie, stop acting. We already know the truth."

Eddie's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly and naturally feigned confusion: "What do you mean by that, Louise?"

Even Louise had to admire Eddie's acting skills; he was perhaps a brilliant actor whose talent was wasted on optics: "We went to Lex Industries, Eddie."

"And Luther—has already told us who invented the device that made my car lose control."

"And that laser device that caused the Green Cross Sword to fall at the banquet, I'm afraid that was also your doing, Eddie."

Upon hearing Louise's words, Eddie's expression gradually turned cold, eventually becoming expressionless: "You know everything."

"Yes, I know everything." Louise said earnestly, "But Eddie, it's not too late to stop now. You're a good enough PhD in optics, aren't you? You shouldn't waste your future on murder."

"My future?!" Eddie exploded like a lit firecracker, instantly ignited. "I already had a future, I already had a job—who's to blame for ending up like this?!"

"Yes, Louise, you're the Daily Planet's star reporter, a Pulitzer Prize winner, everyone knows your illustrious record, you even won the Escalius Award, all thanks to the reports I wrote as your informant!"

"But you won the award, and what about me? I only got fired, and now I'm unemployed!"

"When have you ever truly cared about me? And now you're talking to me about the future!"

"Eddie, I've been looking for a job for you, and I've taken on quite a few interviews with industrial groups for that purpose," Louise advised. "Why do you only care about the job at Lexcorp? With your abilities, you're sure to find something better."

"Definitely? I wouldn't dare say for sure!" Eddie gave a bitter smile. "Don't forget, Louise, I was fired for leaking company secrets!"

"Think about it, what company would hire an employee who leaks the company's secrets? — No matter how capable they are."

At this point, Eddie's heartache and sadness gradually turned into anger and resentment.

Yes, no matter how outstanding one's abilities are, one is already stained with a mark that can never be shaken off, and no job would dare to hire him!

That's why he became despondent and had the idea of ​​killing Louise.

To this end, he even continued developing a product that he had not completed at Lex Labs—an armor that uses the principles of solar photonics to generate electricity, in order to deal with a possible Superman.

After all, everyone knows that in Metropolis, if Lois Lane gets into trouble, Superman will definitely show up.

Just like in Gotham City next door, whenever Bruce Wayne is in trouble, Batman will definitely show up—it's probably equivalent to some kind of superhero rule fantasy.

Now that his plan has been exposed, there's no need to continue the charade.

Now is the perfect time to use that armor!

Eddie's eyes gradually turned cold as he thought about this. He was about to press a button on the control panel to use the laser cage to lock Louise and the others inside—

"I will take it."

A simple voice suddenly rang out in the laboratory.

Eddie: ?

He subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound and found it was the person who hadn't paid much attention to him, standing behind the big reporter.

At that moment, the other person looked up and met Eddie's gaze, his eyes as calm as still water.

The next second, he spoke again: "You can work for me."

"Wh-what?!" Eddie's movements froze in mid-air, his eyes widening in disbelief.

Louise finally realized what was happening, her eyes lighting up as she explained for the taciturn Langdon: "Oh, right! — Let me introduce you, Eddie. This is Langdon Parrels, chairman of the Parrels Group and head of Parrels Industries."

Parrels Industries? Eddie certainly knew Parrels Industries, one of the few industrial groups that could rival Wayne Industries and Lex Industries in terms of technology, but he didn't know why they were so low-key.

He even knew a little about the legends surrounding their peculiar chairman—

And now, Langdon Parrels stood before him, exactly as the legends described—silent and taciturn.

But the other party took the initiative to tell me that I could work for him?

Eddie was stunned by the unexpected windfall. He even pinched himself, fearing that everything before him was just a dream that would disappear when he woke up.

After all, given a choice, who in their right mind would want to kill someone on purpose and become a villain that everyone hates?

Eddie, who had at least once enjoyed a comfortable life and received a stable salary, didn't actually think that way.

But before, he had no choice; now—it seems he really does have a choice.

"You—you're serious?" Eddie stammered. "You'd be willing to accept someone like me working for you?"

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"Eddie, what do you mean by 'someone like you'? You're more than capable enough." Louise sighed. "You only lost your job because of me—".

Langdon nodded. "Yes."

"Resume," he added after a moment's thought.

Clark, who had been hiding for a long time, finally had a chance to speak: "Don't be offended, Mr. Reiner, he's always spoken like this—"

"But since he said that, it means he really is willing to accept you for employment at Parrels Industries."

"And don't forget your resume," Clark said kindly.

After all, he was very happy to see a crisis resolved.

In fact, just as Eddie's eyes flashed with a hint of ferocity as he tried to reach for the control panel, Clark had already begun to be on guard, lest the other party go all out and cause some trouble.

Fortunately, Langdon stepped in.

In a way that causes virtually no loss to anyone.

Clark suddenly felt incredibly fortunate that Langdon was here today and had the ability to resolve Eddie Reiner's problem in this way.

Fortunately, this crisis ended in this way.

The metropolis doesn't need another person who might very well go astray.

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