After listening to An Gonggen's report, Lu Ming's face was gloomy. What he was most worried about had happened.
He originally thought that it would take a few days for Weng Bailing to start investigating, but he didn't expect that even an afternoon had passed before this guy couldn't wait to take action.
"It's all this bastard Xiao Chu's fault. Without him, we wouldn't have these troubles." An Gonggen said bitterly.
"Without him, there would still be trouble, but it would just come later." Lu Ming sighed.
"Now that the photo is still in Xiao Chu's hands, do you want to snatch it away? If not, just get rid of this scourge." An Gonggen asked.
"It's no use just grabbing the photos. It won't be difficult for them to find an opportunity to retake them." Lu Ming said thoughtfully.
"Then why are you hesitating? Get rid of Xiao Chu directly to prevent him from being restless." An Gonggen said murderously.
"No, he's just a profit-minded little guy. Killing him will not only not solve the problem, but will also alarm Weng Bailing." Lu Ming was thinking about how to outwit him, and this matter should not be expanded.
"Then just kill Weng." An Gonggen whispered.
Lu Ming looked at An Gonggen in surprise, not expecting that he would dare to think like this. Weng Bailing was the webmaster of Fuxing Society's Shanghai station, and he was An Gonggen's immediate boss anyway.
"Master Lu, don't look at me like that. In my eyes, the only one who can command me is you, except Mr. Jin Jiu. Weng Bailing really doesn't have this qualification. You and I are in the same trench, and he actually dares to deal with you,
That's my enemy."
An Gonggen's idea is straightforward. The enemy of your friend is your enemy. When a friend is in danger, you must protect him with your life.
Lu Ming shook his head. He could help the Communists, but if he killed his colleagues in order to help the Communists, that would be a bit too much.
After all, Weng Bailing is an important member of the Fuxing Society. Forcibly getting rid of him will definitely cause a big stir. At that point, things will most likely no longer develop according to Lu Ming's ideas.
Once this kind of thing goes out of control, the headquarters will thoroughly investigate the source. Lu Ming will be unable to stay out of the matter, and the situation of Mr. Dong and An Yi will become even more dangerous.
"Master Lu, that relative of yours was so careless, how could she be caught by the police? Is she really a Communist?" An Gonggen asked curiously.
"It doesn't matter whether she is a Communist or not. What is important is that she is the person I want to protect. What I care about is human relationships, not party affiliation." Lu Ming said.
"Well, I'm too talkative." An Gonggen said hurriedly.
"It doesn't matter if I tell you. My relative joined the Communist Party in his early years and later left the party, but he still had some foundation, so he was afraid that people would find out. There are some things that once you get involved in, you will never be able to get rid of them. Joining the Communist Party -
It was normal for the Communist Party to join the Communist Party. Mr. Sun advocated cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party back then, but now the situation is different."
Lu Ming could only say this. He could not completely conceal An Gonggen's case, but he could not completely disclose it. After all, this was not an ordinary case.
"That's right. What I mean is that we only distinguish between friends and foes, not parties." An Gonggen agreed.
"Do many of you Koreans believe in communism?" Lu Ming asked curiously.
"There are many, of course not as many as China. The Japanese imperialists' oppression of us Koreans is not only physical, but also spiritual. They want to control us ideologically and completely destroy our nation, leaving Koreans for generations to come.
Be their slaves. That’s why we resisted desperately." An Gonggen said sadly.
"Of course we must fight to the death, I agree with this." Lu Ming waved his arms and said.
"Master Lu, if the Koreans and the Chinese unite, do you think we can drive all the Japanese into the sea and let them feed the fish and shrimps?" An Gonggen said angrily.
"This can only be thought about, but it is actually not feasible. We are not in the era of Genghis Khan anymore. We can truly exterminate a race. We are in the twentieth century. We cannot engage in genocide. The times no longer allow it." Lu Ming explained.
road.
"But they are a nation that reaches out everywhere and does not give others a way to survive. What are they left to do in the world?" An Gonggen argued unconvincingly.
"It cannot be said that there are many Japanese who are oppressed and enslaved by the ruling class, and they are also victims."
In Lu Ming's eyes, capitalism and imperialism are essentially the same, and their fundamental purpose is to exploit people.
"Master Lu, I'm a little offended by saying this, but you really haven't seen too much. The Japanese officials bully us, the soldiers kill us arbitrarily, and even the common people don't regard us as human beings. They
They were oppressed and enslaved, and they came to oppress us again." An Gonggen said, his eyes turning red again.
Lu Ming shook his head and did not answer. There is no answer to this kind of topic.
Lu Ming didn't know if there were really damn nations in the world. He usually said he hated the Japanese and hated all Japanese, but in fact he just said it out of anger.
He also has Japanese friends, such as Eikichi Kenda, who he considers to be very good people. Since there is a Kenda in the Japanese nation, it means that there are many such people.
By inference, the idea that the entire nation should die is untenable.
"Stop talking about this, I have to trouble you to find another brother you can trust and keep Xiao Chu on my radar. If he wants to leave Shanghai, he must let me know." Lu Ming ordered.
"Don't worry. On my way here, I already found a brother to keep an eye on him. By the way, Mr. Lu, why does Weng Bailing want to have trouble with you? What does he want to do?" An Gonggen asked.
"It's very simple. He is the webmaster and I am the deputy webmaster. His power is not as great as mine. Of course he doesn't like me and wants to kick me out of Fuxing Club." Lu Ming said calmly.
"He doesn't even think about whether Shanghai is his territory? He is having trouble with himself," An Gonggen said.
"If he could figure it out, he wouldn't do such stupid things." Lu Ming said.
"There is a saying in China that is right. If it is applied to him, it will make him faint." An Gonggen shook his head and said.
"By the way, how are you doing, Mr. Jin Jiu?" Lu Ming changed the topic.
"Fortunately, the Japanese realized that Mr. Jin Jiu was hiding in Jiaxing and sent people to search. Fortunately, the Caobang brothers discovered it in time and transferred all the people of Mr. Jin Jiu and the Provisional Government to the boat in advance and hid in Jiaxing's Nanhu Lake.
There, the Japanese devils can’t be found at all.”
An Gonggen happily described that he had secretly visited Jiaxing twice this time.
"That's good, but you still have to be careful at all times. If you can't hide in Jiaxing, move to another place. You must be prepared to move at any time." Lu Ming said.
"Don't worry, the Japanese didn't expect His Excellency Jin Jiu and people from the provisional government to be hiding on the same boat. They searched for a while and couldn't find anyone, so they had to get out." An Gonggen said.
"You should pay more attention and don't let them suffer. Is there anything missing from Mr. Jin Jiu?" Lu Ming always cared deeply for his friends.
"I just delivered a car a few days ago. It should be able to last for a while. Besides, there are many local specialties. Eating and drinking is not a problem, but there is no freedom of movement."
After An Gonggen reported the matter, chatted some more, took the one thousand yuan operation fund given by Lu Ming, and left happily.
An Gong didn't want to accept the money at all. Lu Ming said that he couldn't let the brothers do things in vain. They should be rewarded for their hard work, so he had no choice but to accept it.
After An Gonggen left, Lu Ming kept sitting on the chair and thinking deeply.
He didn't expect that An Yi would cause such a big disturbance just by messing around with something. Fortunately, he had thought of it in advance and made arrangements. If not, and Weng Bailing really found out the problem, things would have been complicated.
Lu Ming thought for a while and decided to talk to Mr. Dong. This matter is not over yet and must be nipped in the bud.
Mr. Dong opened the door and saw Lu Ming, silently making a gesture of invitation.
Lu Ming walked in and handed two 35 brand cigarettes to Mr. Dong. He knew that Mr. Dong's cigarettes were out of stock.
An Yi was sitting on the sofa knitting a sweater, apparently for Mr. Dong.
Lu Ming came in, and An Yi just raised her head and glanced at him without any expression, and continued knitting her sweater.
"Would you like some coffee?" Mr. Dong broke the silence.
"No, I have a few words to say." Lu Ming said and handed over the brown paper bag in his hand.
"What is this?" Mr. Dong asked.
"This is the photo taken by the Sixth Precinct for An Yi. I am coming back, but they still kept one photo, and Weng Bailing, the webmaster of the Fuxing Society, also knows about it," Lu Ming said.