"I think he just wants to play a long game to catch the big fish. He will first use these small favors to win over and corrupt you, and then follow your line to get more important information about us."
An Yi expressed a sense of pride in her speculation. In her opinion, there is no such thing as pie in the sky.
The key point is that Lu Ming is still a KMT spy chief. How can such a person care so much about an underground member of the CCP?
"That's not the case. You need to know what is most important to us? It is this secret radio station. This is the only channel for the Shanghai Underground Party to contact the headquarters. Once this radio station is discovered by the Kuomintang, the connection between the Shanghai Underground Party and the headquarters will be
It was completely interrupted." Dong Cheng shook his head repeatedly, disagreeing with An Yi's judgment.
"This shows that people are smarter than you. Do you understand what it means to take the long term to catch the big fish?" An Yi continued to speculate.
"I don't understand what you mean by taking a long-term view to catch the big fish. You are exaggerating when you say that Lu Ming is the head of the Kuomintang secret service. In fact, he is only responsible for the financial aspect of the Fuxing Society. He has never done any sabotage against our party's underground organization."
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No matter what An Yi said, Dong Cheng just didn't accept her point of view. Based on his understanding of Lu Ming, Lu Ming was not only not an enemy, but more like his friend, thinking about everything for him.
Is there such an enemy in the world?
A crazy enemy?
An enemy who has escaped from bad taste?
Dong Cheng wanted to slap himself twice to confirm whether he was confused or whether he was confused by Comrade An Yi.
"That's why I said he is very smart. This kind of talent deserves our vigilance, otherwise you don't know how he will die in the future."
As An Yi said, she suddenly found a big box under Mr. Dong's bed. She walked over and pulled the box out.
Dong Cheng knew that he was in big trouble now. The box was filled with cigarettes, coffee, tea, canned beef, canned fruit and condensed milk.
An Yi's eyes were red at that time, not because she was jealous of these things, but because of these high-end daily necessities, which completely angered her.
"Look at what kind of life you live, how luxurious and corrupt you have become. Do you know what kind of life we live in the base area? We can only eat vegetable dumplings mixed with sweet potato leaves, and everything is wild vegetables boiled in salt water.
, there are still many comrades who don’t have enough to eat, and many comrades have fallen ill due to malnutrition.”
Mr. Dong was silent. Although he did not know exactly the living conditions in the base area, he had some information.
"Don't you know these things? You are hiding here alone and enjoying a luxurious life. I think you have deteriorated." An Yi became angry again.
From this, Mr. Dong can judge that if the organization is not too difficult, it is impossible to stop the funds for all underground party members in Shanghai.
The instructions given to him by the organization not only required him to make a living on his own, but also strive to raise funds for the headquarters.
Mr. Dong also contacted the Shanghai Underground Party in a secret way and asked if the materials in his hand could be sent to the base area. He also had some money saved and wanted to send it to the base area through the underground party.
However, the Shanghai underground party leader told him that what was currently lacking in the base area was not luxury goods, but a serious shortage of food, cloth, weapons and ammunition, and especially medicine.
He sent his deposit out in a secret way, but it was returned. The Shanghai underground party leader told him that his task was to take care of himself and keep the radio station, and not to worry about other things.
In fact, before he met Lu Ming, he also lived a precarious life.
For several months, every day was filled with flatbreads, steamed buns, pickles and boiled water. In the end, I could no longer maintain this kind of life, so I had to pawn my clothes and watches in exchange for copper coins to buy steamed buns and pickles.
But this is normal to him and there is no need to talk to anyone
After accepting these luxuries provided by Lu Ming, he felt guilty more than once, and that strong feeling of guilt made him very painful.
But there was no other way. He knew that if he wanted to live in Wanguo Apartment, he needed to have the appropriate wardrobe and the most basic standard of living.
To be honest, Mr. Dong is not afraid of hard work, let alone hardship, but in order to hide his identity, he can only live a life that he does not want to live.
"I don't care what you were like before. From now on, the monthly living expenses for the two of us must be limited to twenty yuan. The remaining money and these things must be sent back to the base area in a way."
An Yi thought that before leaving, she saw that all the heads of the headquarters were malnourished, and her heart ached.
"Did you know? When I came here, some of the elder sisters put together this outfit for me, and the headquarters also found a way to raise the travel expenses for me. Fortunately for you, you can live a luxurious life with one hundred dollars a month. Let me see.
, even the landlords and wealthy people we are criticizing are probably not as wealthy as you." An Yiyi's eyes turned red.
She believed that Comrade Dong Cheng had been completely corrupted by Lu Ming and turned into a corrupt person who coveted the luxurious life of the bourgeoisie.
In the past, there were some comrades in the white areas who were not strong-willed enough and were greedy for enjoyment. Over time, they became nostalgic for the luxurious life and were unable to return to the base areas to endure hardships and hard work.
Many of these people eventually chose to rebel and surrender to the enemy, causing serious damage to underground party organizations everywhere.
Once this phenomenon is discovered, it must be stopped immediately, otherwise it is very likely to cause losses to the organization.
In An Yi's view, Dong Cheng has become such a person and is already standing on the edge of the cliff. Fortunately, the chief sent her over, otherwise something big would really happen.
When he sent her here, the head of the headquarters only told her that she would come to take care of Dong Cheng's life and assist him in starting his work in Shanghai. Now it seems that even the head of the headquarters is kept in the dark.
It's a pity that she has no way to report to the head of the headquarters, otherwise she wouldn't be able to wait for a minute.
If Dong Cheng refuses to accept her criticism and help and continues to quibble, it means that he is hopeless and must be dealt a heavy blow.
Mr. Dong also knew that she had misunderstood him, but he had no way to avoid her misunderstanding in his life, and he had no way to defend himself.
"Okay, from now on I will only take Lu Ming's monthly salary of one hundred yuan, and I will not accept these things anymore," Mr. Dong said.
"Why don't you collect them? These things are very valuable and we can use them to raise funds for our superiors." An Yi said.
"Then... you... do whatever you want." Mr. Dong was confused and felt helpless.
But he didn't think much about it, let alone cause a disturbance because of these things.
The two of them called it quits for the time being and stopped quarreling.
Mr. Dong felt that he could not quarrel with this powerful lesbian. In addition, he felt that An Yi had just arrived in Shanghai and did not understand the actual situation of underground work in Shanghai. He would gradually change in the future.
Working in the white area is completely different from working in the base area. Although the white area is a battlefield without smoke, it is more cruel and tragic.
The fighting in the wolf's den gave underground work its own special way, which is difficult for comrades who have worked in the base area for a long time and have no experience in white areas to understand.
The first task of a qualified underground party member is to survive and to have the ability of a chameleon.
No matter what environment you are in, you can blend in seamlessly with your surroundings, without making anyone feel out of place.
In other words, it must be done so that those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black.
"By the way, isn't it too dangerous for us to guard this radio station but let a Kuomintang spy chief know everything? I think we should find an opportunity and transfer it out." An Yi started to talk about the main topic of work.
"Transfer? Where to transfer? Let me tell you. This is the safest place in Shanghai, and with Lu Ming's protection, we are the safest. My permanent residence here is also approved and supported by the head of the headquarters." Mr. Dong
Not without anger.
An Yi feels that this is not the safest place in Shanghai at all, but the most dangerous place.
There was a spy chief who knew their roots living nearby, and Dong Cheng also served as his telegraph operator. Wasn't this stronghold completely controlled by the enemy?
But the head of the headquarters knew this situation, why did he still agree to Dong Cheng continuing to live here and start working?
Maybe there really is something fishy hidden in this, and the headquarter leader didn't tell her directly, so it was also a test for her?
Okay, let's let go of these entanglements first and observe for a few days before talking about it.
Of course, An Yi would not think that he was wiser than the head of the headquarters, so he could only have doubts in his heart.
"Do you have a gun? Prepare one for me." An Yi said.
"What are you going to do?" Mr. Dong was startled.