Just as Miao Mu gritted his teeth at the Mother Box.
Far away at LexCorp in Metropolis.
The bald Lex Luthor, sitting in his office, received a special piece of news: an accident had occurred at Red House, the American military laboratory used to research alien technology.
A large number of technological instruments had gone missing.
Missing?
Lex Luthor looked at the wording and found it strange. Did that mean those technological devices had suddenly vanished?
Because they had not been stolen, nor had they been destroyed.
They simply could not be found?
Still, those questions were minor matters. Lex Luthor was currently reviewing what had happened at Belle Reve Penitentiary the previous night.
Including the pair that had broken out of prison.
That red bolt of lightning that moved at incredible speed—honestly, even Lex Luthor, with the smartest brain on Earth.
Found it somewhat troublesome at this moment.
Because he needed to devise and design plans and equipment that could restrain The Flash, or even capture him.
As the chief of the United States metahuman strategic think tank, Lex Luthor always had to step in and clean up after those "idiots."
However, he did have a few suitable methods. One of LexCorp's laboratories was conducting a similar experiment.
It was special equipment being developed with investment from a newly wealthy man.
Lex Luthor checked it out. It was a suit resembling a turtle shell, capable of generating a slowing field.
However, the newly wealthy man personally oversaw the laboratory, and there were even several scientific papers concerning speed.
He could be considered a scientific genius. If his idol were not a criminal, that would have been even better.
Lex Luthor easily investigated the background of this "scientific genius" and "newly wealthy man," and saw the genius's codename: "Slow."
But