After having dinner and wine, Lu Ming suddenly felt an indescribable fatigue and dragged his feet back to the apartment after sending Zhang Ziyang away.
He didn't go back to his room, but went directly to Mr. Dong. Today's affairs were not over yet and he needed to remind them.
Mr. Dong opened the door and let him in. He saw An Yi sitting on the sofa, her eyes were red, and she had obviously cried a lot. After seeing him come in, she felt a little embarrassed and didn't say anything, so she turned around and went inside.
Room.
"Mr. Lu, thank you so much this time. If it weren't for you, I would be in big trouble. You don't know, I'm at the police station..." Mr. Dong said.
"Don't be too busy thanking me, the trouble of this matter is not over yet." Lu Ming sighed.
"Ah, there is still trouble, what should I say?" Mr. Dong became nervous again.
"If this matter only fell to the Sixth Precinct, there would indeed be no problem. Now that Fuxing Society is targeting it, it's likely that it won't let it go." Lu Ming frowned.
"Will the people from the Fuxing Society still hold on to it? Is it unsafe here?" Mr. Dong's first thought was the secret radio station.
"You won't have any problems for the time being, but if..." Lu Ming pursed his lips towards the back room, meaning to be safe, "If she really falls into it, you will be in danger."
"What should we do?" Mr. Dong was a little anxious.
"Is she going to stay here for a long time, or a short time? If it's a short time, it's best to leave now and evacuate Shanghai. If it's a long time, then you have to take precautions." Lu Ming tapped the table lightly and said.
Mr. Dong did not answer. In fact, he had no right to answer.
He also didn't know whether An Yi would stay in Shanghai for a long time or whether he could leave at any time. An Yi's actions were decided by his superiors and he had no right to interfere.
"I won't leave. I still have important tasks to complete. Even if there is a risk of being arrested, I will not back down." An Yi suddenly walked out of the back room and said loudly.
Lu Ming glanced at her and said nothing.
"Mr. Lu, what do you mean by taking precautions?" Mr. Dong asked.
"That is to say, we must quickly prepare a background material for her that can withstand identity verification. All details cannot be ignored." Lu Ming said simply.
"Please sit down and talk." Mr. Dong then remembered and asked Lu Ming to sit down.
"Forget it, I'd better talk standing up, my butt is getting calluses from sitting every day." Lu Ming said with a smile.
When An Yi heard what he said, she couldn't help but laugh. This smile finally made her look like a woman.
Lu Ming smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know what you think. Ordinarily I am not qualified to say anything to you, but when you were arrested by the police, as long as you said my name and said you were my relative or friend, then what?
Everything is fine, but why didn’t you say a word?”
"I..." An Yi lowered her head in shame.
She was speechless, as there seemed to be a fire burning in her heart, a flame of shame.
Her throat also seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't say anything or make a sound.
In an instant, her eye circles turned red again, but no tears flowed out. The tears had been burned dry by the flames of shame.
"You can't blame her. She hasn't gone through this battle and is afraid that speaking out will affect the radio station." Mr. Dong defended her.
"This radio station has nothing to hide. It has been a legal radio station under my name for a long time. Don't be afraid if even the Nanjing Telecommunications Detective Department, not to mention Shanghai's criminal police department, comes to investigate. However, you two are the ones who cannot withstand verification.
Personal identity." Lu Ming sighed.
If this were in the Fuxing Society, facing his subordinates, he would have cursed him a long time ago, but An Yi was a woman and a Communist, so he still held back.
Lu Ming couldn't figure out why he had a special tolerance for them. Maybe he regarded them as friends.
People are always tolerant and generous to their friends and can accept that they occasionally make unprincipled mistakes.
However, the mistake An Yi made was neither big nor small. Of course he could forgive it, but Weng Bailing would not forgive it.
What Lu Ming admires more is people like Mr. Dong, who are professional and patient enough, and can disguise themselves at all times and blend into the surrounding environment quietly.
Mr. Dong has lived in this building for a long time and has never attracted anyone's attention, except for the large number of reports he sent last time, which attracted investigators from the Security Command.
But this is something that will happen sooner or later, and it is not because Mr. Dong is careless.
An Yi is different. The mistakes she made could have been overcome. Now she knows this and regrets it.
If I had been more cautious and not rushed to sell those things, I wouldn't have caused such a big trouble.
Before her superiors sent her to Shanghai, they gave her a simple training. If she was caught by the enemy, she would fight to the end without saying a word or confessing a word.
This way you can hold off the enemy and wait for organizational rescue.
So after she was caught by two police officers in the Sixth Precinct, she immediately started such a procedure, starting to say nothing and always maintaining the same expression.
She really didn't dare to tell Mr. Dong, for fear that the secret radio station here would be discovered by the enemy.
She had also thought about telling Lu Ming's name, but she didn't know how powerful Lu Ming was in Shanghai and whether he could rescue her.
She was really unsure, fearing that saying Lu Ming's name would cause the police to report it to the Fuxing Society and attract the attention of the Fuxing Society.
So she insisted on not saying a word, hoping that the police would just confiscate her things and let her out.
Unfortunately, she miscalculated Lu Ming's energy and the weight of those things.
From those things, the police felt that this was not an ordinary case, but An Yi didn't look like a thief. If he were a thief, he would honestly find a place to sell the stolen goods instead of openly going to the black market to resell them.
If she looks average and has the same temperament as an ordinary citizen, the police might think that she is a maid of a wealthy family who steals the owner's things to sell them for money. In that case, they may confiscate her things and let her go.
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But her temperament is too aloof, and she looks like a woman with a higher education. It is impossible for such a woman to be a maid.
Judging from the items being resold, they must have come from a wealthy family. It’s hard to say what the background of this woman was.
At that time, the police did not suspect that she was a Communist. To be honest, they had never seen such a stupid Communist. If the Communists had so easily pointed the gun at them, they would have been caught and killed long ago.
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Several policemen were unable to take action against her. They neither dared to treat her wantonly, nor dared to let her go. They could only fall into confusion.
Seeing this, Director Xiao of the Sixth Precinct planned to throw away the hot potato and send it directly to the Songhu Security Headquarters.
Fortunately, Lu Ming asked Ziyang to call and inquire about this matter in time, and he quickly found the place and stopped this move.
If that was all, things would be simple. Unexpectedly, Director Xiao had a nephew who was also on duty in the Sixth Precinct. He was greedy for success and secretly reported the matter to the Fuxing Society as intelligence.
"I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Lu." An Yi held it in for a while and struggled to say this, but her face was so hot that she wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground and felt ashamed to see anyone.
Lu Ming pretended not to see it. He really didn't know what to say. If she criticized her, she already knew she was wrong, so he couldn't praise her.
"The matter has come to this, we have to trust Mr. Lu, he will definitely have a way to help us settle it." Mr. Dong seemed to be comforting An Yi, who had his head lowered, but he was actually speaking to Lu Ming.
Lu Ming smiled bitterly and thought to himself, this is not a question of whether I can do anything, it depends on how much you can cooperate.
If An Yi was lying down, no one would be able to save An Yi, not even Mr. Dong would have to help.
"Mr. Lu, just tell us what you need us to do. From now on we will listen to you on all matters. We will do what you say." Mr. Dong said sincerely.
An Yi raised her head slightly and glared at Mr. Dong, which meant that you were in a hurry and sought medical treatment, and you dared to say anything!
Lu Ming didn't notice An Yi's expression and said to himself: "It's not difficult to settle this matter. I need you to prepare a resume for An Yi."
"Isn't this difficult to do?" Mr. Dong asked tentatively.
"Well, it's not simple. You need to indicate where she lives, what kind of job she does, whether it's studying, working, or teaching. You also need to write down three certifiers." Lu Ming said.
"Which year do I need materials from?" Mr. Dong asked.
"It's not about the year, but from birth to going to school, then to work, and finally entering society, as well as the year we met, the year we got married, the year we separated, etc. Everything must be on your resume.
." Lu Ming said.
"Ah, so complicated?" An Yi was shocked.
"Yes, it is equivalent to a complete life file, and there must be no flaws." Lu Ming's tone left no room for doubt.