Lu Ming put on his coat and was about to go out when he heard a rapid knock on the door.
He opened the door and saw that it was Mr. Dong. His hair was messy and his expression was a little panicked.
"You're back, I've been looking for you for two days." When Mr. Dong saw him, it was like seeing the savior.
"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Lu Ming knew something was wrong when he saw his look.
Mr. Dong was about to say something, but when he saw Liu Qiwen who was about to walk out, he hurriedly stopped talking and laughed awkwardly.
Although he didn't say anything, Mr. Dong had something to say in his heart. This Lu Ming really had serious bourgeois ideas as An Yi said. He changed his girlfriend too quickly. This is another new face.
Each of these girls is prettier than the last. Don’t you know that Lu Ming has a fiancée? Are you just interested in him because he is rich?
Lu Ming looked back at Liu Qiwen, who was hesitant to speak, and said with a smile: "Xiaowen, you can go eat by yourself, I won't accompany you, then go shopping and buy some food, and go back early in the evening."
As Lu Ming said this, he forced Liu Qiwen to receive a hundred-yuan silver note.
Liu Qiwen originally wanted to have dinner with Lu Ming and hang out for a while, but now it seemed that it was no longer possible, so she accepted the money after declining twice.
Although she was a little unhappy, she was still very sensible and didn't show it, and wandered away alone.
"Uh, did you find another one?" Mr. Dong was stunned and said, scratching his messy hair.
"Mr. Dong, what are you thinking about? This is my secretary. He just came back from a business trip to Nanjing with me. We were going to go out for dinner together, and you happened to be here." Lu Ming knew that he had such a reputation, no wonder people thought so much.
"Oh, secretary, let's go have a meal, uh, it's good to have a meal." Mr. Dong still didn't believe it, but he didn't know what to say.
"By the way, what's wrong with you? You're so anxious to find me. Is something serious happening?" Lu Ming then asked.
"Let's go in and talk." Mr. Dong turned around and looked around, no longer caring about being polite, and pushed Lu Ming into the house.
Mr. Dong told Lu Ming that An Yi went out yesterday morning and has not come back yet, which is beyond their agreement.
He waited all night yesterday and felt something was wrong. An Yi might be in trouble, so he came to find Lu Ming early in the morning, but there was no one in the house.
Mr. Dong called Lu Ming's office, but no one answered the phone. It is estimated that Lu Ming left Shanghai, otherwise there would be no one at home and in the office.
Mr. Dong really had no choice but to go out in the morning to find someone to help him find An Yi. However, he was completely isolated from all his colleagues in Shanghai and could not find anyone to help him.
"Do you think she will be arrested by the Kuomintang?" Mr. Dong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
"Don't worry, it shouldn't happen. Didn't I tell her? As long as she is my distant relative, no one in Shanghai will arrest her." Lu Ming said thoughtfully.
"I'm afraid that she is stubborn and won't tell you her name. You don't know who she is. Alas." Mr. Dong didn't feel comfortable telling the truth.
Lu Ming understood that An Yi was not stubborn, but was ashamed to use his identity as a spy leader as a talisman. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and he didn't know whether to call An Yi stupid or crazy.
But he knew that An Yi had been missing for two days. She was definitely not visiting relatives and friends. She was not an ordinary woman, but an underground worker who would not violate organizational disciplines on a whim.
"Did she not say what she was going to do?" Lu Ming could only ask from the beginning.
"This..." Mr. Dong felt a little embarrassed and was speechless for a long time.
"What's wrong? You're talking. Now, what else can you hide?" Lu Ming was anxious.
"She took away the cigarettes, coffee and tea you gave me and said she was going to sell them." Mr. Dong blushed after saying this.
"You guys, I don't know what to say to you. Is it because you can't eat or can't put on clothes? You don't have money to tell me." Lu Ming was so angry that he was almost speechless.
In fact, Mr. Dong only told half of it to Lu Ming, and the other half was left unsaid to him.
A few days ago, Mr. Dong received an order from his superiors, requiring the Shanghai underground party organization to urgently purchase a batch of supplies and transport them to the base area as quickly as possible.
Mr. Dong immediately conveyed this order secretly to the Shanghai underground party organization.
An Yi couldn't sit still. She thought that since her superiors had issued an order and asked the Shanghai underground party organization to deliver supplies so urgently, it must be because the situation in the base area was too difficult.
Then you can't wait, you must act immediately.
She had long been eyeing the big wooden box under Mr. Dong's bed, and she was tempted by the things inside. She calculated how many kilograms of salt a box of cigarettes could exchange for, how much food a kilogram of coffee could exchange for, and how many feet of cloth a kilogram of tea could exchange for.
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Lu Ming would deliver a batch of these high-end luxury goods of the bourgeoisie every ten days and a half, and they were all stuffed under the bed.
An Yi was both angry and excited looking at these things.
What makes him angry is that this Lu Ming is so outrageous and has seriously corroded the will of revolutionary comrades.
What makes me excited is that it would be great if these things could be exchanged for supplies and sent to the base area.
Now the opportunity finally came. According to the underground order, there was an urgent need to replenish supplies.
What else is there to say? Stop taking aim and act quickly.
An Yi immediately moved out the big wooden box under Mr. Dong's bed and filled a rattan box with cigarettes, coffee and tea. She planned to go out to find a shop or set up a temporary stall to sell all these things.
Then use the money to buy grain, cloth and salt, and then find opportunities to secretly send the items to the base area.
While contacting the Shanghai underground party organization, they can take action first. It cannot be said that her idea is wrong.
We can't just wait around, not to mention that Shanghai's underground party organization does not have any profitable enterprises or shops. The only funds it has are relying on comrades to dig out part of their own living expenses.
In this case, it is impossible to raise money to purchase supplies too quickly.
This will delay the opportunity and fail to complete the orders issued by the superior organization.
The difficulties faced by the base area are clear, but if there is any way, they will not be given this order.
Mr. Dong has given all the money in his hand to An Yi, but An Yi still feels that it is not enough. Mr. Dong cannot persuade her and can only let her go on her own.
Fortunately, Mr. Dong still remembered that his responsibility was to protect this radio station, and he could not leave his post without permission, so he did not go out with him.
When An Yi first arrived in Shanghai, they had already made an agreement that no matter what happened, they would not stay out overnight unless they were caught by the enemy and lost their personal freedom.
"She wasn't captured by your Fuxing Society, was she?" Mr. Dong asked anxiously.
"No, if the Fuxing Society arrests someone, I won't know anything about it." Lu Ming and Huang Yanning have explained this before, so this possibility can be ruled out.
"Then she...could she have been hit by a car on the street, or harmed by a gangster?" Mr. Dong was thinking wildly and was completely confused.
This possibility is not non-existent. If the things An Yi takes out are targeted by hooligans, it is entirely possible for them to be robbed.
An Yi's temperament is of course unyielding and she will definitely resist with all her strength. An accident may occur, and a traffic accident may also occur.
Didn't the previous traffic officer go wrong because of an accident?
"Don't worry, let me ask you, before she went out, did she say anything, such as where she wanted to go, or asked you about anything?" Lu Ming asked.
Lu Ming's words reminded Mr. Dong, and he remembered: "An Yi asked me about the situation of the black market in Shanghai two days ago."
After hearing this, Lu Ming sighed and said, "I probably know where she is. Don't worry, I should be able to find out after just two phone calls."
He returned to the bedside, picked up the phone and called Zhang Ziyang.
Zhang Ziyang became excited when he heard his voice: "Haha, you want to invite me to drink again. Tell me, somewhere, I happen to be free."
Lu Ming said: "You have a beautiful idea. I have something serious to do with you. Which branch of your jurisdiction does the black market belong to?"
"Well, it's under the jurisdiction of the Sixth Precinct. What's the matter? You still want to do black market business? Just tell me what you want to buy." Zhang Ziyang said disapprovingly.
Lu Ming immediately said: "Call them right away and ask them if they have arrested a woman who looks like she is twenty-six or seventeen years old."
Lu Ming paused, covered the phone and asked Mr. Dong: "What was she wearing when she went out?"
"She is wearing white stockings, cloth shoes, and a gray cheongsam." Mr. Dong said quickly and carefully.
"She is wearing a gray cheongsam, white stockings, and cloth shoes." Lu Ming repeated on the phone.
"Who is she? Why did another woman appear?" Zhang Ziyang was a little curious. He felt that Lu Ming had never been so serious.
"Don't worry about it for now. If they don't arrest this very important person, let them check whether such a person appeared in the black market yesterday and find out where she might go." Lu Ming said urgently on the phone.
"Okay, I'll ask you right away." Zhang Ziyang hung up the phone.
"Mr. Dong, don't worry. An Yi should be fine. He was probably arrested by the police for black market transactions. He is probably staying in the police station." Lu Ming said thoughtfully.
"It would be great if we were in the police station. Are there any other possibilities?" Mr. Dong asked anxiously.
"It's hard to say, but this is the most likely possibility. Places like the black market are full of gangsters. If she really went to the black market and couldn't figure out the way, she would be arrested for keeping it." Lu Ming said with a bitter smile.