Wave of Crimes at Metropolis

"I must go, a robbery nearby, I'll be right back." Clark stole a kiss from Lois and ran away.

She looked at her husband sighing, after a few minutes, clark had returned but before they could continue their lunch, he turned his head towards the north-west station of metrópolis and distributed without a word, Lois had obviously understood, another incident, having Superman as a husband was not as heavenly as one might think, these small moments of tranquility being often interrupted.

The fact is that incidents continued to occur one after the other, the majority of which were 100% criminal in origin, explained Clark by asking his wife to take an interest in them, before leaving again at the second.

"Hello Miss Lane, Daily Planet, have you found the origin of this derailment?"

"Two possibilities, a system hack or an employee's inadvertence, but knowing Bernie, the person in charge at the time of the incident, it's not possible he's always very serious at work, no miss Lane, The only accident in my opinion is the fact that Superman saved that train and all the people in it."

Lois kept going to ask, the answers we were giving him were the same, crime or suspicious crime for lack of time to investigate enough, in short someone went crazy in metropolis, organizing so many crimes with such precision.

Around 3pm the waves of crimes worsened, Superman could not occupy everything, the police not being so fast civilian losses increased, the cells were filling more and more; Superman was on fire while laws had just interrogated one of his informants to the police, the result, a spider web, every criminal arrested or almost today, was not one, either their wife was taken hostage either their grandfather or their kitten...

Having done what was asked of them, the relatives were all released, they were taken hostage by real criminals, or more precisely by mercenaries, some did not have time to flee, the increase of crimes being, police patrols were more intense; only the result of the interrogations was disappointing:

The mercenaries were all hired specifically for hostage-taking, no employer names, only bank transfer records, Lois now knew that cyber police specialists were trying everything to trace the sources.

The reporter began to wonder if these crimes were intended to distract the eyes of Superman and the police from one or more crimes, she left the cafe near the police station thanking her informant while ruminating all this story, arrived on a usually busy street, she noticed that only a delivery van was present, vehicle that began to accelerate towards her, panic began to take hold of her, The city was in chaos a few madmen took advantage of this opportunity to satisfy very sad desires, was she going to die so young?

Clark was busy, not a single policeman in the vicinity although close to the police station, everyone was scattered all over the city.

"We must capture her alive, remember!"

"Yes boss!"

The van slammed, they opened, and hooded men quickly descended from the armed van to the teeth.

Lois tried to defend herself through these years of karate practice, only it was quickly mastered, these people were not simple little strikes.

Seeing that they had none after her life or her jewels, she began to calm down and let herself be taken in the van without resistance, If these men were there to take her hostage like these poor people trying to rob a grocery store or blow up a gas station, they didn't know what the poor people were waiting for.

"What do you want from me? I'm a close friend of Superman you know?" questions Lois to her captors, currently in a narrow room.

"Please wait, Miss Lane, everything will be over soon." Answers a rather cold voice.

Lois drops a narwhan smile to the camera hung on the ceiling, "Yes everything will finish very quickly I can assure you..."

"She has no idea what to expect." One of the mercenaries speaks to himself.

20 minutes later in the Metropolis Commisariat.

"How did something happen to her, Lieutenant? I talked to her not long ago. Look, I'm in a hurry." Clark had just rushed in to see Lois' informant.

"Mr Kent, she should have called me, she left her wallet in the coffee shop where we met, I think it happened to her the same as the others, you'd better wait for the kidnappers' call with me."

Clark, who had been brought up to date, hoped it would be nothing else, thanked the policeman but refused his offer and left the building leaving to save other people, this time also looking for clues concerning Lois.

These tyre tracks are quite common, I hope this track will take me somewhere. ' Superman flies away with his eyes fixed on tire tracks.

He follows from the sky until he smells something, the scent of Lois.

'The kidnappers didn't call, the crimes all stopped sometime after her alleged kidnapping, would she have been the target all this time? No matter now that I smell it they are made like rats! ' Clark thinks reassured.

Superman went down, the smell of perfume and tire tracks finally led him to an empty warehouse, he x-rays the building and notices that the floor is covered with lead paint.

'They have certainly prepared themselves, if there is one thing I have learned all these years, it is to know how to ask for help and not to go into a trap without preparations, only I do not know what they intend to do with Lois, I cannot wait. 'Superman thought, looked for a phone booth and called someone, then left for the warehouse at full speed.