Seeing that Lu Fenghan didn't answer, Vincent didn't continue asking and brought up another matter.
"Commander, I've been so busy fighting these days that I almost forgot that Weiss is still in the interrogation room. But Weiss is still as quiet as a clam, keeping his mouth shut. What do you think?"
This was within Lu Fenghan's expectations.
He leaned back in his chair. "He won't be locked up for long. Let the people guarding him talk about how they won the battle again and the military factory they just seized."
"Insidious! So the commander ignored him these past few days because he wanted to make him realize that his intelligence was dispensable, and let him know that the rebels were beaten to a pulp by us. It's wishful thinking for him to wait for the rebels to get him out?" Vincent became more and more excited as he spoke. "Yes, yes, it was too easy for him to just shoot him! He should have been locked up in the interrogation room and suffered!"
Lu Fenghan recalled the time last year when bombs were dropped on the Eros ship as it was leaving the jump channel. Countless people in the communication channel had no news after they had time to raise the alarm. His eyes were like ice, but his voice was still light: "Well, Weiss once thought that he had the power of the expeditionary force and could play with the lives of countless people. He colluded with the rebels and believed that the alliance would definitely be overthrown."
Vincent quickly responded: "Nothing is more heartbreaking than realizing that you are a prisoner, your life and death are in the hands of others, you are in fear every day, and you find that your old club is losing 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 wanted to talk to Lu Fenghan in person, but 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 sight of blood, he even had a bit of a cold and murderous aura about him.
He stood still and saluted, waiting for Lu Fenghan's orders.
"Weiss gave me 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 confinement and have everyone write down the superiors, subordinates, and accomplices they know. After they have written them down, compare them with each other and tell them that those who deliberately concealed the truth will be shot dead, and those who fully disclosed the truth will be rewarded."
There was a scar running diagonally from the tip of Long Xiyun's eyebrow to the end of his eye, which made his eyes look fierce. With the Alliance's medical technology, wounds usually wouldn't leave scars, and even if they did, they could be removed without leaving any traces.
He understood what Lu Fenghan meant: "Prisoner's dilemma?"
"Yes, they will not completely trust each other. They will be more inclined to expose their accomplices to the best of their knowledge rather than concealing all the information 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 takes a little more time, but it can fill in the gaps and avoid wrongly accusing the innocent."
Lu Fenghan looked directly at Long Xiyun and said, "I'll leave it to you."
After following Lu Fenghan for several years, Long Xiyun knew that Lu Fenghan was a typical jungle beast and would never allow anyone with a "other" smell to exist in his territory, let alone betray him and cause harm to others' 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 force.
Countless communications were continuously accessed by Pojun, usually without any intervals. After the previous communication discussed the deployment of the Lisbon star front, the next communication immediately switched 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 after a while, he stopped what he was doing, supported his chin with his left hand, leaned on the sofa, and looked at Lu Fenghan quietly.
The current Lu Fenghan is a little different from the Lu Fenghan in Leto in his memory.
Lu Fenghan's life in Leto is very simple and regular every day. As the commander-in-chief, Lu Fenghan needs to consider how to use the least number of people to build the longest and most rigorous defense line, 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...
I don't want to miss any subtle angle and want to record every aspect of this person.
When the communication was cut off, Lu Fenghan looked up and saw Qi Yan staring at him in a daze. He couldn't help but laugh: "You've come back to your senses."
Qi Yan blinked: "What?"
Seeing that he was completely covered in his coat, Lu Fenghan stood up and walked over, 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 numb. When he stood up, he subconsciously grabbed Lu Fenghan's arm to keep himself steady. The difference between day and night on the starship was not obvious, and he lost his sensitivity to time. Qi Yan looked at his personal terminal and found that it was almost four o'clock in the morning.
He responded to Lu Fenghan: "Okay."
Lu Fenghan couldn't help but say: "Don't answer 'yes' to everything I say, you'll suffer."
"Okay." Qi Yan answered, paused, and then explained, "I don't want to reject you."
He tried to analyze this psychology again, and finally came to a conclusion that was not a conclusion: "I subconsciously don't want to say no."
The smile on Lu Fenghan's lips suddenly deepened.
He knew in his heart that what Qi Yan said was 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 his room, washed up and prepared to go to bed. He didn't know if it was because he had reduced his medication, but he felt a little uneasy and had no desire to sleep. He simply opened the virtual screen and wrote down the messy thoughts that had come up in the past few days.
After two hours, he felt that he shouldn't be so clingy, but he still couldn't help asking Po Jun: "What is the general doing now?"
"Holding a meeting in the command room. Five minutes ago, Mr. Long Xiyun handed a list to the general, and then the general called several captains to discuss."
Po Jun dutifully conveyed Lu Fenghan's words, "The general didn't know you were still asleep, and instructed that you will undergo a second dose reduction after you wake up. Don't be afraid, it's okay."
When he heard 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 did 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, then got out of bed and left the room.
He lived next to the commander's lounge. 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 go find 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 and smiled brightly: "Qi Yan, why are you here!" He also hurriedly asked Qi Yan if he wanted to eat anything.
Lu Fenghan thought he was too thin, so he supervised his three meals very carefully. Qi Yan swallowed the words "nutrients" and said, "I want a set meal."
Ye Pei pressed a button on the ordering device, and soon, the meal set that Qi Yan ordered 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, it's not the same in some ways. For example, in the entire expeditionary force, there are so many graduates from the First Military Academy. All the people coming and going are 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 had studied at the First Military Academy.
Ye Pei pointed at the green shadow in front of him and said, "Last night, I was forced by my crazy boss to brainstorm all night. I didn't know much 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 and asked: "Is the reason for 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 the order to thoroughly figure out the new weapon within thirteen hours, so all the technical staff stayed up late last night. Ye Pei and I are taking turns to eat breakfast, and then we'll go back and continue."
Ye Pei whispered: "But I think that even if we can't give this order, given our minister's military research maniac attributes, he will definitely force us to stay up late!"
Mondrian agreed.
Ye Pei added: "Although the mission is very intense, the boss is crazy, no, everyone in the technical department is crazy and works very hard, and the risk factor is high, but I actually like being in the expeditionary force."
Her voice weakened a little. "Although I can't do much, I feel like... I'm doing my best for the future of everyone in the alliance."
After saying this, Ye Pei felt like he was being hypocritical again, and was a little embarrassed. "I don't know why, but lately, every time before going to bed, I can't help but think about these questions."
She tilted her head to look at Qi Yan who was eating seriously. She felt that Qi Yan didn't seem to have changed much from before. She couldn't help but say to herself, "I wonder how the people in Leto are doing now."
Xia Zhiyang got off the pitch-black hovercraft and strode into the house. His mother was watching the news on the sofa.
Sitting on the sofa, Xia Zhiyang reached out and scooped up a red mist fruit, tossing it in his hand, and glanced 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 saying that, he fell silent.
Not only are people afraid to mention anything else in the news, but even in ordinary conversations, people are very secretive about many words because they are not sure whether there is a pair of eyes and a pair of ears watching them.
It's like the rebels sent teachers into Turan College to teach theology courses to everyone, and added regulations to the rules. If a student scores below a B in the theology course, they will be expelled from Turan.
All students found this unreasonable and that politics should not interfere with academics, but this rule was still promulgated and implemented.
The students who once loudly opposed the introduction of this course have not been heard from for a long time.
Xia Zhiyang took a bite of the fog fruit, but didn't taste anything. It even had a slight bitter taste.
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 leaving, but those who worked for the Xia family's industry and could not leave would face difficulties.
Eventually, the family reached an agreement to stay in Leto.
Facts have proved that his father's decision was correct. Although his life now is like being sealed off from all five senses and stagnant, with his father as the backbone, even if the rebels are in power, the Xia family's industry still does not collapse, and those who work for the Xia family can get a stable salary to support their lives.
Mrs. Xia saw that Xia Zhiyang was a little absent-minded and whispered, "There is new news."
Xia Zhiyang suddenly came back to his senses, holding the mist fruit he had only taken a bite of, and even a little nervous: "Good news or bad news?"
His parents had secret information channels, and despite the complete blockade by the rebels, they were able to get some news from the outside world from time to time.
It was like a crack appeared in the huge rock that blocked out the sun above my head, allowing me to take a few breaths in the midst of suffocation.
Mrs. Xia handed two pieces of paper to Xia Zhiyang to look at.
Xia Zhiyang took it and found that it was the paper version of "Leto Daily". He had only read the electronic version before, so he felt 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 holding the paper, and read each word carefully from the beginning.
"Win?"
Madam Xia's eyes were red, and she answered softly, "We won. We won two battles in a row. The battle line has been pushed to Lisbon."
His mother would say these things to him without scruples, which obviously meant that the family had turned on a band that could temporarily disrupt monitoring, so that they could speak more freely for a short period of time.
Xia Zhiyang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. The long period of suppression made him much more silent than before. But at this moment, he always wanted to say something, and finally said only four words: "It's good to win."
Madam Xia nodded. "Your father received news that the expeditionary commander-in-chief has returned from the dead. With him here, the front line can hold out. General Nie is on Odin Star and has confronted Hodgkin head-on."
She had mixed feelings several times, "It will always get better and better, more and more hopeful."
Xia Zhiyang also nodded: Yes.
Madam Xia also advised: "In school, you should study some courses carefully and take them seriously. For example, you can just perfunctorily go through the course that teaches you to believe in God."
Xia Zhiyang had just heard the news of the victory, and his mood improved a lot. His tone was also a little more relaxed than before: "I know, don't worry, I won't be fooled that easily. My idol is God Y!"
Countless light years away, starships like mountains are floating 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.
Po Jun 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 the time when Lu Fenghan cut his nails and gave him the right to enter and exit.
I tried to scan my personal terminal, and with a "click", the door opened.
Qi Yan did not rush in, but asked Po Jun: "Will the general be angry if I go in without permission when he is not here?"
The lack of emotions sometimes made Qi Yan unable to grasp the right measure. He was not sure what kind of behavior would make people happy and what kind of behavior would annoy people.
Po Jun replied: "The general will not be angry. According to human social norms, if you enter and leave someone else's room 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 he had reduced the dosage of the medicine. A vague desire arose in his heart, motivating him.
I gently pushed the door open and the lights in the room came on.
There were not many furnishings in Lu Fenghan's room. Qi Yan had memorized everything the last time he came in, but he still observed carefully.
The wardrobe door was translucent, and inside were several standard shirts and coats of the expeditionary army. Next to it was a bathroom with a shower, and in the corner was a clean clothes box. The virtual screen floating on the desk was different from the last time, and was in a dormant state.
Very neat.
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 down on the gray sheets according to the position he remembered.
I don’t know if it’s because this is Lu Fenghan’s private space, which is filled with traces of his life, but Qi Yan just sat there and slowly began to feel drowsy.
Lu Fenghan received Lorenz's feedback on the rebels' new weapons after eight o'clock in the morning, and then 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 then received a message from Vincent saying that the Dingyuan had been recalled.
After closing the door, Lu Fenghan discovered that the lights in the room did not light up automatically as usual. It was still pitch dark, and the temperature in the room seemed to be higher than usual.
He flipped the switch manually.
The moment the lights came on, Lu Fenghan saw at a glance that someone was sleeping soundly on his bed with his legs curled up and one of his standard shirts in his arms.
Without a blanket covering her, her body looked thin, and because of her posture, a section of her slender, cold white ankle was exposed, so white that it was blinding.
Pojun used weak light to display a line of words in the air.
Lu Fenghan finished reading—
Qi Yan couldn't sleep after returning to his room. Only after he came to my room did he feel sleepy and fell asleep
Asking Pojun to dim the lights, Lu Fenghan walked lightly to the bedside, knelt on one knee on the floor, and gently touched Qi Yan's cheek with his fingers.
The neat military trousers were wrinkled at the knees.
Unexpectedly, Qi Yan's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes still a little sleepy: "You're back?"
"Did I wake you up?" Lu Fenghan said in a very slow voice, "Well, I'm 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 smiled: "Did you fall asleep just now?"
Qi Yan uttered “hmm”, with a nasal sound still from just waking up.
Because they were so close, he was in a trance and couldn't help but be caught up in the familiar aura of the person in front of him, feeling a sense of steadiness and peace of mind from the bottom of his heart.
His thin eyelids drooped again, and he became a little sleepier.
"I won't be unhappy. You can come to my room anytime you want to sleep or 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 mind was rarely in a state of confusion, and he was overwhelmed by sleepiness. He unconsciously pulled at the sleeve of Lu Fenghan that he had placed on the bedside.
A certain excitement that was suppressed in his heart was alarmed. Lu Fenghan was originally quite confident in his patience and believed that he could wait until Qi Yan regained his emotions.
But at this moment, Lu Fenghan really couldn't bear it anymore.
In the room with rustling clothes and soft air, Lu Fenghan took Qi Yan's hand that was pulling his sleeve and pressed it under his palm. He leaned over and gave Qi Yan a very light kiss on the corner of his lips.
Like a dragonfly skimming across the water by a spring on a summer night.
The predatory nature was completely restrained, and everything became gentle and restrained.