"You already know, how can he not know? You reported it, right?" An Yi suddenly said sharply.
"Why should I do this? If I want to arrest you, I can just order people from the Fuxing Society to come over. You are still staying at home. This is not the interrogation room of the Fuxing Society." Lu Ming said angrily.
"Lu Ming, don't mind, women are just narrow-minded." Mr. Dong looked at both sides and had no choice but to smooth things over.
"Don't look down on women. What's wrong with women? They are no worse than you men." An Yi said, throwing down the half-knitted sweater.
"You seem to be very prejudiced against me. Is it wrong for me to rescue you?" Lu Ming was really a little angry.
"Who knows what you are thinking about? You are the spy chief of the Fuxing Society and you are originally meant to deal with us. What kind of intentions do you have in An?" An Yi simply said it.
"I know who you are, and not only do I not arrest you, but I also protect you. Why?" Lu Ming seemed to be asking the other party, but in fact he was also asking himself.
"This is a common trick of your secret service. The weasel pays New Year greetings to the rooster. You can think about it yourself." An Yi looked at Lu Ming coldly and said in anger like a child.
She was ready to be taken away, and she even suspected that there were agents of the Fuxing Society hiding outside the room who were armed with live ammunition.
Since they will be caught sooner or later, it is better to end it all as soon as possible. The later they are caught, the more the enemy may know about them.
In her view, Lu Ming's intentions were very sinister. In order to control this secret radio station and Mr. Dong, he did not hesitate to use false benevolence and righteousness to control all the agencies.
Obviously, Lu Ming's ultimate goal is to follow this line and take control of the entire Shanghai underground party. He can arrest them whenever and however they want.
However, Mr. Dong was short-sighted and did not distinguish the truth from the false. He was completely fooled by Lu Ming and even thought he was right when he was about to die.
"An Yi, if you do this again, I will send you out of Shanghai tomorrow morning." Mr. Dong couldn't bear it anymore and shouted sternly.
"Would you rather believe this agent of the Fuxing Society than your own comrades?" An Yi pointed at Lu Ming and asked.
"I believe in my own heart. You are fooling around and seriously violated organizational discipline." Mr. Dong said sternly.
"Your heart has been completely controlled by the devil. You are already standing on the edge of the cliff. Wake up quickly." An Yi said loudly.
Lu Ming looked at the dramatic scene and was no longer angry, but laughed.
"How about it? Did you see it? He smiled. He didn't ask for it. Let your dog agents come in quickly, but we would rather die than let you catch him alive."
An Yi said, took out a pistol and pointed it at Lu Ming.
"An Yi, put down the gun quickly and don't mess around." Mr. Dong turned pale with fright when he saw the gun.
"I'm not messing around. Let's end this today. I'll kill him first. If he is really brave and doesn't call anyone, we will escape immediately. If he calls the spies outside, we will commit suicide." An Yi resolutely said
said decisively.
"Comrade An Yi, please calm down." Mr. Dong crossed his body and stood in front of Lu Ming.
"You..." An Yi was so angry that the hand holding the gun trembled.
"Mr. Dong, please get out of the way. Her gun is full of blank bullets and cannot kill anyone." Lu Ming patted Mr. Dong on the shoulder and smiled.
"What did you say? You lied!" An Yi panicked.
"Whether I'm lying or not, you'll know it once you fire it. Just fire it." Lu Ming said with a silly smile.
An Yi panicked. Her confidence in facing Lu Ming was this gun. She was determined to break the deadlock and kill Lu Ming.
If Lu Ming came alone, they would escape. If Lu Ming called the spies, she would first beat Mr. Dong to death, then destroy the radio station and then commit suicide.
The moment Lu Ming entered the room, An Yi had already thought about it all. Every word she said was actually reciting prepared lines.
In her view, this was done to protect Shanghai's underground party organization and to keep the party's top-secret information.
An Yi didn't dare to shoot at the floor and ceiling. After all, there were people living downstairs and upstairs. She pulled the trigger against the wall of the room inside. Sure enough, there was only flame spray from the gun muzzle, but no bullet was fired.
"How could this be?" An Yi dropped the gun and said angrily.
"Lao Dong asked me for this gun. He said it was for your self-defense. I think no matter who you are, it's best for women not to play with guns. It's too dangerous." Lu Ming said with a smile.
"You..." An Yi understood, and immediately looked at Mr. Dong with hatred, her eyeballs so intense that they were about to spit out sparks.
"Lu Ming, you... you are teasing me..." Mr. Dong was confused at first, and then became a little angry.
"Comrade, don't you realize it now? Don't you understand that everything is part of his plan? Lu Ming, stop being pretentious and show your true face." An Yi sat down on the chair in frustration.
"My true face is what you see. It is like this now. I have never pretended. Please take a closer look." Lu Ming pulled Mr. Dong away and said to An Yi.
"Then why did you give me a pistol with only blank bullets?" An Yi asked with her head held high.
"Because I never thought about letting you use guns. Not only you, but also Lao Dong. Agents should not carry guns. What agents need to survive is wisdom. Wisdom is the only weapon for agents to survive. It seems that you don't
People with this kind of survival wisdom should not come to Shanghai."
Lu Ming talked eloquently. While talking, he opened a carton of cigarettes, took out a box and handed it to Mr. Dong.
"As expected of a spy leader, he talks about one thing after another. If you keep talking, tell me everything else." An Yi said sarcastically.
"You're wrong. I'm not a spy leader. I'm just in charge of finance in Fuxing Society." Lu Mingguai laughed and made a gesture of handing out money.
"Lu Ming, you...how can you belittle our intelligence? From what standpoint do you speak?"
Mr. Dong took the cigarette from Lu Ming and threw it on the table angrily. He also had mixed feelings and didn't know if he should believe An Yi's words.
"Old Dong, others don't believe me, but you still can't believe me? Without me, could your shipload of arms be transported away? Without me, would you and this radio station have long fallen into the hands of the Songhu Security Command?
?" Lu Ming said with some heartache.
He knew that his identity would definitely attract the hatred of the underground party, but he did not expect that even the old Dong would begin to doubt him.
There are some words that he really can't say out loud. He just listens to his words and watches his actions. Actions are the most convincing.
Lu Ming admitted that there was nothing inappropriate in his words and deeds, including the "blank" pistol that caused misunderstanding, and everything was done to protect Mr. Dong and An Yi.
"Yes, I was confused for a moment, but you shouldn't lie to us." Old Dong was a little ashamed, but obviously he didn't respect Lu Ming as much as before.
"What are you confused about? You just woke up. Don't let him be confused again. Don't let me tear the skin off of his painting." An Yi said loudly.
"Really, Mr. Lu, you have to give me an answer today. Why are you helping us like this?" Mr. Dong said nervously.
"Why should I help you? This is not a problem. In fact, I have never been used to the idea that the Kuomintang and the Communist Party are fighting each other. I always think that the Kuomintang and the Communist Party are all brothers. They should sit down and sit down in everything they do.
Come down and talk, instead of fighting to the death on the battlefield with swords and guns. This is why I help you."
This was indeed Lu Ming's sincere words. He had revealed this to Mr. Dong more than once. As an agent, his memory wouldn't be so bad, but why did Mr. Dong forget it?
"You told me this, but it seems too simple and unconvincing." Mr. Dong muttered.
"Okay, I can be more direct. I can't stand the Kuomintang's relentless pursuit of you and their insistence on killing everyone," Lu Ming said.
"You can't understand it? To put it lightly, aren't you a member of the Kuomintang yourself?" An Yi snorted coldly.
"I really am not. I have not joined the Kuomintang until today, and I may not join in the future." Lu Ming was so angry that he felt that talking to An Yi was just a quarrel.
"You're not a member of the Kuomintang? Then why did the Kuomintang let you become such a high official?" An Yi's eyes widened and she didn't believe it anyway.
"I am really not a member of the Kuomintang. As for my status today, there is another reason. The Kuomintang wants to win over the person behind me. I am that person's spokesperson, so they let me become such a big official." Lu.
Ming explained weakly.
Both Mr. Dong and An Yi understood that Lu Ming's high position in the Fuxing Society was all thanks to Sheng Youde, and he was just a puppet at the front desk.
The relationship between Lu Ming and Sheng Youde is well known in Shanghai, and the superior organization also knows about this situation. Mr. Dong and An Yi looked at each other and thought that Lu Ming's words were very important.