Demon Thunder

Half a month after Yalian Prison was burned

Lie Yan looked to the left at the general sitting at the top, and to the right at Lei Ting who was sitting on the far side, and then whispered to Xue Nu, "Cough...are the two of them quarreling?"

"No, it's Lei Ting. He doesn't seem to be quite used to the current relationship. Whenever he touches the general, his face turns red and his legs become weak, and he can't speak," Xue Nu explained gossipingly after glancing at Lei Ting.

"Oh..." Lie Yan nodded after understanding, "There is also this..."

"The doomsday believers tried to blow up the gate of Mengmo's prison yesterday. This is the statistical map of the prison they blew up and burned. Do you see any patterns?" The general flattened a simulated light map marked with a red mark On the desktop, in addition to marking the location, it also marked the names of the escaped people.

"It doesn't look like a pattern...Let the system use a formula to formulate it, maybe it conforms to some strange mathematical law," Long Ming sat beside him, staring at the map lifelessly.

Lei Ting stood up, and with a flick of his hand, all the special markings were removed from the burned prison, leaving only three crimson marks.

He zoomed in on these three places one by one, "A total of six prisons were burned, but only three were blown up. Most of the fires did not cause much loss, because burning prisons is a public act, but blowing them up is not easy. It must be a deliberate attack by Doomsday. We need to analyze the felons who escaped from every prison attacked by the terrorists. There are obviously special people among them... Haidu Daxi Prison imprisoned the Millennium Murderer's Hull. Luoban, the serial killer Fu Dongming and his wife Heimiya Akiko were imprisoned in Mingcheng Hertz Prison. Among the high-risk criminals who escaped from the Yalian Prison, there were three very special people, namely Nesta Crosi, Park Changshun, Dongjiang serial killer Akizawa Yojiro... …These people have all participated in a millennium cult, which means that they are all followers of Hecate the Night Demon.”

"Hecate?" A gleam of surprise flashed in Lie Yan's eyes, "So Doomsday is actually a hell cult that the followers of Hecate the Night Demon reorganized under a different name?"

"Yes... I guess it is..." Lei Ting shrugged his shoulders, "But the people involved in the case have already been released, there is nothing to predict."

"There is another prison, they will attack, but maybe not to release people." Long Ming looked at Lei Ting, "Their next target is Cauchydi Prison."

"Cochide?" Lie Yan didn't want to understand, Xuenv helped explain, "It was Lei Ting who broke them one by one and imprisoned them in the big prison. After they were free, they would definitely go to Cocid Prison for revenge and hunt Lei Ting. "

Lie Yan frowned, "But isn't Lei Ting here?"

"Except for Yate, Yalian, and the warden of Keshidi, everyone thought Lei Ting was imprisoned in Keshidi."

"Should we go to Kexidi and wait for them to throw themselves into the trap?" Lie Yan scratched his hair and tried to stand up.

"No need, just 1 minute ago, there were doomsday believers inside the prison, and the night demons already knew that Thunder is no longer in Koshidi." The general raised his hand and swiped across the control panel, rejecting the Asian League's video request.

……

After the meeting was over, everyone hurried out. Lei Ting was the last one. When he reached the door, he heard the general call him. He turned his head, and the general slammed on the door from behind.

"General... General?" Lei Ting's ears turned red as he pressed against the door, "...Is...Is there something wrong?"

"Do you like it?" the General asked, looking at his profile.

"It's...not bad." Say you like it, idiot!Lei Ting was so annoyed that he wanted to smash the door of the conference room with his head.

The general looked at his blushing face and frowned, "Are you afraid of me?"

"..." Lei Ting suddenly became so nervous that he couldn't utter a single word, he opened his mouth, and the words choked in his throat.

The general distanced himself slightly, "Would this be better?"

Lei Ting shook his head, the general moved further away, he was so anxious that he was about to cry, "No...I...I..."

The general raised his hand, "If you don't like it, I will avoid touching you."

Lei Ting's expression froze, he didn't care about his weak legs, and hugged the general with both hands and feet, "I...I don't understand...don't...don't move."

"may I speak?"

Lei Ting nodded, with an embarrassed expression, "Yes."

"If the AFC contacts you, don't accept any of their demands."

Lei Ting's brain has long been burned by the boiling blood. He probably heard the word Yalian, nodded vigorously, and then immersed himself in the general's chest muscles and couldn't extricate himself.

...

"Hehehehe...hahahahaha...."

Charles's camera kept looking at Lei Ting, who was lying on the bed and giggling all the time after he came back. He was hesitating whether to report the situation to the general, "Sir, are you sure you're all right?"

"Hahahahaha..." Lei Ting buried his face in the pillow, smiled and waved his hands.

"I think you need to see a neurologist, or let me do a brain test for you, sir."

"Shut up," Lei Ting managed to stop his smirk, hugged the quilt tightly, with an affectionate expression on his face, "General...he's so cute...hehehe..." He started to smirk again.

The armor's eyes flickered, "Terrible love... Sir, do you need me to help you wake up with a cup of nutrient solution?" Even an intelligent system knows that generals and cuteness have nothing to do with each other.

"Just shut up, I don't want to talk nonsense with you today," Lei Ting said while hugging the quilt.

The battle armor spread his hands, "I understand what you say... Sir, the deputy director of the Asian Union has requested to videoconference with you."

"Deputy Director of the Asian League?" Lei Ting looked at the battle armor suspiciously.

"Antonison Day, Mr. Day."

"..." Lei Ting hesitated for a few seconds. He still remembered the man with golden glasses, and his favorability was almost zero, but he felt as if he had promised the general something related to the Asian League. "Get through first."

Mr. Dai's figure floated on the glass wall rising from the floor, "Mr. Lei Ting, how have you been these few days?"

"It's not bad, but it should be much better than yours." Lei Ting sat on the bed, resting his chin with his hands, "You didn't come to me because you were bored, did you? Tell me quickly if you have something to do, I'm very busy."