Seeing that Lu Fenghan didn't answer, Vincent didn't continue to ask, and brought up another matter.

"Commander, I was so busy fighting these days that I almost forgot that Weiss was still in the interrogation room. But Weiss has been as tight-lipped as a clam, don't you think?"

This was within Lu Fenghan's expectations.

He leaned back in his chair: "It won't be long. Let the people guarding him talk about how we won again this time, and mention the military factory we just captured."

"Insidious! So your commander ignored him these days, hoping to make him realize that his intelligence is dispensable, and let him know that the rebels were beaten to a pulp by us. Is it wishful thinking to wait for the rebels to get him out?" Vincent became more and more excited. "Yes, yes, it's too easy for him to be shot with one shot! He should have been locked up in the interrogation room and suffered!"

Lu Fenghan remembered the bomb that fell on his head when he followed the Eros ship out of the migration channel at this time last year. Countless people in the communication channel who only had time to warn before no news, their eyes were frozen, their voices were still light: "Well, Weiss once thought that he had mastered the power of the expeditionary force, could play with the lives of countless people, colluded with the rebels, and believed that the alliance would be overthrown."

Vincent quickly replied: "Nothing is more heartbreaking than deeply realizing that you have become a prisoner, your life and death are in the hands of others, you are afraid every day, and you find that your old boss is defeated again and again!"

Without waiting for Lu Fenghan's order, "I know what to do!"

After saying that, he cut off the communication.

Four hours later, news came from the interrogation room that Weiss asked to talk to Lu Fenghan in person, Lu Fenghan refused and pointed to Vincent.

Another half hour later, Vincent got the list.

Lu Fenghan called Long Xiyun back.

The captain of the special forces, Long Xiyun, still had a gloomy look on his face as if the alliance owed him wages, and even because of the blood, he had a bit of a cold and fierce aura.

He stood still, saluted, and waited for Lu Fenghan's order.

"Weiss gave a list, most of which were dealt with during the screening before I came back. I have sent the ones that slipped through the net to your personal terminal. Be quiet and don't give them the opportunity to communicate with each other. After taking these people away, detain them solitary and have everyone write down the superiors, subordinates, and accomplices they know. After they have finished writing, compare them with each other and tell them that those who deliberately concealed the truth will be killed, and those who revealed everything will be rewarded." There

was a scar slanting from the tip of Long Xiyun's eyebrow to the end of his eye, which made his eyes look fierce. Obviously, with the medical technology of the Alliance, wounds usually do not leave scars, and even if they do, they can be removed without leaving any scars.

He understood what Lu Fenghan meant: "Prisoner's Dilemma?"

"Yes, they will not completely trust each other, and will be more inclined to expose their accomplices to the best of their knowledge, rather than hiding at the same time." Lu Fenghan tapped his fingers on the table, his voice was very deep, "I have doubts about the list provided by Weiss. This method is a little time-consuming, but it can find out the gaps and avoid wrongly accusing the innocent."

Lu Fenghan looked directly at Long Xiyun, "Leave it to you."

Following Lu Fenghan for several years, Long Xiyun knew that Lu Fenghan was a typical jungle beast, and would never allow anyone with the smell of "others" to exist in his territory. Not to mention betrayal and harm to human lives.

He said little: "Yes!"

Lu Fenghan nodded: "As soon as possible, preferably before the next battle."

Long Xiyun saluted and left the command room without saying a word.

Qi Yan sat on the sofa in the corner and witnessed Lu Fenghan's daily life as the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary army.

Countless communications were continuously connected by the Pojun, and there was usually no interval. The previous communication was about the deployment of the Lisbon Star Front, and the next communication was immediately transferred to the technical department to listen to work reports and give instructions.

Qi Yan was originally only paying attention to the other party's movements, but soon, he couldn't help but stop what he was doing, supporting his chin with his left hand, leaning on the sofa, and looking at Lu Fenghan quietly. The

current Lu Fenghan is a little different from the Lu Fenghan in Leto in his memory.

Lu Fenghan in Leto lives a simple and regular life every day. As the commander-in-chief, Lu Fenghan needs to consider how to deploy the longest and most rigorous defense line with the least number of people, reflect on the war that just ended to reduce the casualties in the next battle, analyze the battle situation, and calculate how many soldiers and artillery the enemy generals have...

Qi Yan doesn't want to miss any subtle angle and wants to record every aspect of this person.

When the communication was disconnected, Lu Fenghan looked up and saw Qi Yan staring at him in a daze. He couldn't help but laugh: "You're back to your senses."

Qi Yan blinked: "What?"

Seeing that he was completely covered in his coat, Lu Fenghan stood up and walked closer, pinching Qi Yan's cheek: "It's time to go back to bed."

Qi Yan had been sitting for a long time, and his legs were slightly numb. When he stood up, he subconsciously grabbed Lu Fenghan's arm to stand steadily. The distinction between day and night on the starship was not obvious, and he had lost his sensitivity to time. Qi Yan heard the words and looked at the personal terminal, only to find that it was almost four o'clock in the morning.

He replied to Lu Fenghan: "Okay."

Lu Fenghan couldn't help but say: "Don't say 'yes' to everything I say, you'll suffer."

"Okay." Qi Yan answered, paused, and explained, "I don't want to reject you."

He tried to analyze this mentality again, and finally came to a conclusion that was not a conclusion, "I subconsciously don't want to reject you."

The smile on Lu Fenghan's lips suddenly deepened.

He knew in his heart that Qi Yan's words were simply analyzing the problem and stating the conclusion, but Lu Fenghan still had the illusion that he had drunk a glass of sweet wine.

Qi Yan returned to the room, washed up and prepared to go to bed. I don't know if it was because of the reduction in medication, but I felt a little uneasy and had no sleepiness at all. He simply opened the virtual screen and wrote down the chaotic thoughts that had come to his mind in the past few days.

Two hours later, he felt that he shouldn't be so clingy, but he still couldn't help asking Po Jun: "What is the general doing now?"

"Having a meeting in the command room. Five minutes ago, Mr. Long Xiyun handed a list to the general, and then the general summoned several captains to discuss."

Po Jun dutifully conveyed Lu Fenghan's words, "The general didn't know that you were still awake, and instructed that you will have a second dose reduction after you wake up. Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Hearing the word "afraid", Qi Yan was stunned for a few seconds.

Lu Fenghan knew very well that he had lost his emotions and of course he would not feel "afraid".

But Lu Fenghan would still remind him, don't be afraid, it's okay.

Unable to concentrate any longer, Qi Yan was dazed for a while, got out of bed and left the room.

He lived next to the general commander's lounge, and when he opened the door and went out, there was no one outside. Qi Yan remembered something and asked Po Jun: "Are Ye Pei and Mondrian on the command ship?"

"Yes, they are having breakfast in the lounge next to the technical department. Are you going to look for your friends?"

Qi Yan nodded.

Mondrian was a little surprised to see Qi Yan. Ye Pei, who was originally lazily lying on the table, reacted even more exaggeratedly. He stood up suddenly with a bright smile: "Qi Yan, why are you here!" He hurriedly asked Qi Yan if he wanted to eat anything.

Lu Fenghan felt that he was too thin, and supervised him to eat three meals very carefully. Qi Yan swallowed the three words "nutritional supplements" and said, "I want a set meal."

Ye Pei pressed the ordering device, and soon, the set meal Qi Yan wanted was delivered.

The three of them sat around the same table. Ye Pei looked at Qi Yan, then at Mondrian, her eyes bright. "It feels like I'm back at Turan Academy!" She poked the bottom of the plate with a spoon. "No, there are some differences. For example, there are too many graduates from the First Military Academy in the entire Expeditionary Force. They are all from the school across the river!"

If Turan Academy supplies high-quality talents to all parts of the Alliance, then the First Military Academy is almost a one-to-one match with the military. For example, among the senior officers of the Expeditionary Force, nearly half of them once studied at the First Military Academy.

Ye Pei pointed at the green shadow under his eyes again: "Last night, I was forced by my crazy boss to have a brain storm all night. I didn't understand before, but now I know that the tasks assigned by Professor Fu in the research group are so easy!"

Qi Yan took a bite of the rice in the set meal: "Are we staying up late because of the new weapons shipped back from the rebel army's military factory?"

Seeing that Qi Yan knew, Mondrian explained: "Yes. The commander gave an order to thoroughly figure out the new weapons within thirteen hours, so all the staff in the technical department stayed up late last night. Ye Pei and I are taking turns to have breakfast, and then go back to continue."

Ye Pei whispered: "But I think, even if the commander can't give this order, according to the nature of our minister, who is a military scientific research fanatic, he will definitely force us to stay up late!"

Mondrian agreed deeply.

Ye Pei added: "Although the mission is very intense and the boss is crazy, no, everyone in the technical department is crazy and works hard, and the risk factor is high, but I actually like being in the Expeditionary Force."

Her voice weakened a bit, "Although I can't do much, I will have a feeling... that I am doing my best for the tomorrow of everyone in the alliance."

After saying that, Ye Pei felt that she seemed to be pretentious and was a little embarrassed, "I don't know why, but every time before going to bed recently, I can't help thinking about these problems."

She tilted her head to look at Qi Yan who was eating seriously, and felt that Qi Yan seemed to have not changed much from before, and couldn't help but mutter to herself, "I don't know how the people in Leto are doing now."

Xia Zhiyang got off the black-looking suspension car and strode into the house. On the sofa, his mother was watching the news.

Sitting on the sofa, Xia Zhiyang reached out and picked up a red mist fruit and tossed it in his hand, glancing at the news screen: "These news are too boring. They only dare to talk about where it rained and where the weather was good. They dare not mention anything else."

After that, he fell silent.

Not only did they not dare to mention anything else in the news, but even in ordinary chats, everyone was very cautious about many words, because they could not be sure whether there was a pair of eyes and a pair of ears watching them.

It was like the rebels sent teachers to Turan College to teach theology courses to everyone, and added regulations to the rules. Once the theology course score was below B, they would be expelled from Turan.

All students felt that it was unreasonable. Politics should not interfere with academics, but this rule was still promulgated and implemented.

The students who had loudly opposed the establishment of this course have not been heard from for a long time.

Xia Zhiyang took a bite of the pomegranate and tasted nothing, even a little bitter.

On the founding day, he persuaded his parents to leave Leto, but halfway through, his father thought that if the rebels really occupied Leto, they could save themselves by just leaving, but those who worked for the Xia family's industry and could not leave would face difficulties.

In the end, the family reached an agreement to stay in Leto.

Facts have proved that his father's decision was correct. Although life now is like being sealed off from the five senses and stagnant water, with his father as the backbone, even if the rebels are in power, the Xia family's industry has not collapsed, and those who work for the Xia family can get a stable salary to support their lives.

Seeing that Xia Zhiyang was a little absent-minded, Madam Xia whispered, "There is new news."

Xia Zhiyang suddenly came back to his senses, holding the mist fruit that he had only taken a bite of, and was even a little nervous: "Good news or bad news?"

His parents had a secret information channel, and under the situation of a complete blockade by the rebels, they could get some news from the outside from time to time.

It was like a crack in the huge rock that blocked the sky above his head, allowing him to take a breath in the suffocation.

Madam Xia handed two pieces of paper to Xia Zhiyang to see.

Xia Zhiyang took it and found that it was the paper version of "Leto Daily". He had only read the electronic version before, and he was a little uncomfortable reading the paper version.

But after reading the title, Xia Zhiyang didn't care whether he was used to it or not.

He quickly scanned the content, tightened his fingers around the paper, and then carefully read every word from the beginning.

"Won?"

Mrs. Xia's eyes were red, and she answered softly, "Won, two battles in a row, and the battle line has been pushed to the planet of Lisbon."

His mother would say these words without scruples, obviously because the family had turned on the band that could temporarily block interference and eavesdropping, so she could speak more freely for a short period of time.

Xia Zhiyang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. The long-term suppression made him much quieter than before. But at this moment, he wanted to say something, and after a while, he only said four words: "It's good to win."

Mrs. Xia nodded, "Your father got the news that the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force was resurrected. With him, the front line can hold on. General Nie is on Odin Star and has confronted Hodgkin head-on."

She was in a tangle of emotions, "It will get better and better, and there will be more and more hope."

Xia Zhiyang also nodded: Yes. "

Mrs. Xia also instructed: "In school, some courses should be studied hard and attended classes seriously. For example, classes that teach you to believe in God, just get by with it."

Xia Zhiyang had just heard the news of the victory, and his mood was much better. His tone was also a little more relaxed than before: "I know, don't worry, I'm not that easily fooled. My idol is God Y! "

Countless light years away, starships like mountains floated quietly in the universe.

After Ye Pei and Mondrian finished their breakfast, they left in a hurry. Qi Yan took the medicine according to the reduced dosage and returned to his room.

When he reached the door, he hesitated for a few seconds, changed direction, and stood in front of the door of the next room.

Pojun reminded: "The general is still in the command room and has not returned."

Qi Yan looked at the closed door in front of him and remembered that Lu Fenghan gave him the right to enter and exit when he cut his nails.

He tried to scan the personal terminal, and with a "click", the door opened.

Qi Yan did not go in rashly, but asked Pojun: "Will the general be angry if I go in without permission when he is not here?"

The lack of emotions sometimes makes Qi Yan unable to grasp the degree. He is not sure what kind of behavior makes people happy and what kind of behavior will annoy people.

Po Jun replied: "The general will not be angry. According to human social norms, if you enter and leave other people's rooms without permission, the owner of the room will be angry. But the general allows you to enter at any time, and you are different to the general."

Qi Yan thought it might be because of the reduction of medication. He had a vague desire in his heart, which prompted him.

He gently pushed open the door, and the light in the room came on.

Lu Fenghan's room was not well furnished. Qi Yan had memorized it all the last time he came in, but he still observed it carefully.

The door of the closet was translucent, and several standard shirts and jackets of the expeditionary army were hung inside. Next to it was a bathroom with a shower, and in the corner there was a clean clothes box for clean clothes. The virtual screen suspended on the desk was in dormant mode, unlike the last time.

It was very tidy.

Just like when he lived in the house in Leto, Lu Fenghan's bedroom was always tidy.

The pillows were neatly arranged at the head of the bed, with a shirt draped over the edge. Qi Yan sat on the gray sheets according to the position in his memory.

I don't know if it's because this is Lu Fenghan's private space, filled with traces of his life, but Qi Yan just sat there and slowly became drowsy.

Lu Fenghan received feedback from Lorenz on the rebels' new weapons after eight o'clock in the morning, and held a meeting with several captains. When the work at hand was finished and he returned to the room, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

When he entered the room, he lowered his head and approved two documents handed over by the logistics department. He also received a message from Vincent saying that the Dingyuan number had been recalled.

When he closed the door, Lu Fenghan found that the light in the room did not light up automatically as usual. It was still dark, and the temperature in the room seemed to be higher than usual.

He pressed the switch manually.

The moment the light came on, Lu Fenghan saw at a glance that someone was curled up on his bed, holding one of his uniform shirts in his arms, sleeping soundly.

Without a quilt, his figure was thin, and because of the posture, a section of cold white slender ankle was exposed, so white that it was dazzling.

Pojun used a weak light to display a line of words in the air.

After Lu Fenghan finished reading -

Qi Yan couldn't fall asleep after returning to his room, and only fell asleep after coming to my room?

He asked Pojun to dim the lights, and Lu Fenghan walked to the bed with light footsteps, knelt on one knee on the floor, and gently touched Qi Yan's cheek with his fingers.

The smooth military pants had wrinkles at the knee.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yan's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were still a little sleepy: "You are back?"

"Did I wake you up?" Lu Fenghan said in a very slow voice, "Yes, I am back."

Qi Yan remembered that he slept in Lu Fenghan's bed, and couldn't help but want to explain, but he didn't know how to explain.

Lu Fenghan saw it, and his eyes showed a smile: "Did you fall asleep just now?"

Qi Yan said "Hmm", with a nasal sound of just waking up.

Because they were so close, he was in a trance and couldn't help but fall into the familiar breath of the person in front of him. A sense of steadiness and peace of mind came out from his bones.

His thin eyelids drooped again, and he fell into a deeper sleep.

"I won't be unhappy. You can come to my room anytime you want, sleep, and do anything else." Lu Fenghan looked at the shirt that belonged to him in his arms, and suddenly felt a little jealous.

"Okay." Qi Yan's brain was rarely chaotic, and sleepiness swept over him. He unconsciously pulled the sleeve of Lu Fenghan's clothes placed on the bed.

A certain repressed excitement in his heart was aroused. Lu Fenghan was quite confident in his patience and firmly believed that he could wait until Qi Yan regained his mood.

But at this moment, Lu Fenghan really couldn't bear it anymore.

In the room with rustling fabrics and warm air, Lu Fenghan took Qi Yan's hand that was holding his sleeve and pressed it under his palm. He leaned down and gave Qi Yan a very light kiss on the corner of his lips.

It was like a dragonfly skimming over a spring on a summer night.

His predatory nature was restrained as much as possible, gentle and restrained.