"Sheng Youde being the richest man in Shanghai has nothing to do with us. It's different for you. If you make trouble, it will cause heavy losses to our party." An Yi said without wavering.
"Yes, Mr. Lu, we are risking our lives to accompany you." Mr. Dong had no choice but to follow suit.
"I think I'd better have a cup of coffee and let's have a good talk. Some misunderstandings may be too deep." Lu Ming sat down and said.
Mr. Dong hurriedly boiled water and made coffee. An Yi felt a little uncomfortable facing Lu Ming, so she sat back on the sofa and knitted a sweater.
"Those woolen yarns are too old and are almost becoming silk. It's better not to knit sweaters, but to knit socks and gloves." Lu Ming glanced at An Yi and said.
"I want you to take care of it." An Yi said fiercely, and even laughed after saying it.
"Well, of course I can't control it. No one can control you." Lu Ming insinuated.
Mr. Dong, who was boiling water in the kitchen, felt a little uneasy, fearing that An Yi would cause trouble to Lu Ming again if he was not in the house.
Mr. Dong knew that Lu Ming had been very shy today, and he had never seen anyone else be so tolerant.
For that radio station, how Lu Ming dealt with the people from the Songhu Security Headquarters, for rescuing An Yi, and how Lu Ming talked with the police in the Sixth Precinct, these were all witnessed by Mr. Dong.
And why didn't his young temper show up in front of them? This was also a question for Mr. Dong.
"You kept saying you were thinking of us, but in the end you gave me a pistol with only blank bullets. What should I do if I encounter an enemy outside?" An Yi couldn't help but ask.
"I reminded Mr. Dong that this gun is just for show, don't really use it."
When Lu Ming said this, Mr. Dong didn't pay attention at all. Who would have thought that if he was given a gun but no bullets, it would be equivalent to a toy gun.
"Shanghai is also a battlefield. You are making fun of Mr. Dong and my life." An Yi said on the line.
"Mr. Dong lives in an apartment, why would he use a gun? You shouldn't use a gun either. Your weapon is a radio, not a gun." Lu Ming calmly pushed back.
"You are loading blank ammunition because you are secretly afraid of my resistance. Without a gun, we can still deal with you. If you don't believe me, give it a try." An Yi had a tomboyish look on her face.
"You are really overthinking. Normally, when you get a gun in your hand, the first step is to calibrate it. Even if you are a mature shooter, you should first find a place to shoot a pack of bullets so that you can understand the gun.
Performance. Guns are like people, each gun has its own character." Lu Ming's statement makes sense.
"School a gun? What kind of gun? We have been fighting for so many years, and we always use the gun as soon as we get it, without calibration." An Yi said disdainfully.
"That's because you don't ask for accuracy, just strong firepower. If you really want to pay attention to the accuracy of the head, a gun must be calibrated many times before it can be used." Lu Ming said.
Lu Ming's firearms knowledge mainly comes from books, but he is familiar with various pistols and has experience in using them. He has fired countless bullets on the shooting range.
"If I really went to test-fire and found out that the ammunition was blank, wouldn't I be angry?" An Yi was confused.
"I'm reminding you not to use a gun, in a tactful way." Lu Ming said calmly.
At this time, Mr. Dong had boiled water, brewed a pot of coffee, and came over with three cups.
"Mr. Lu, I don't have milk here, so I have to drink it." Mr. Dong said.
"I only drink black coffee and never add milk," Lu Ming said.
Mr. Dong poured out three cups of fragrant coffee from the ashes-grade porcelain coffee pot, giving one cup to Lu Ming and one cup to An Yi.
Over the past few days, An Yi has gradually started to drink some coffee. She resisted firmly at the beginning, then gradually tasted it, and now she is used to the taste.
The aroma of coffee is so tempting, and after drinking it, people will immediately feel refreshed.
She knew she shouldn't enjoy these luxuries, but living in such a room and living such a life was luxurious in itself, and she couldn't refuse it. She couldn't sleep alone on the street.
Lu Ming took a sip of coffee and continued: "In your profession, the most taboo thing is to carry a gun. It seems to be able to defend yourself, but in fact it just makes you die faster."
"Then according to what you say, if we are blocked by the enemy, we can only raise our hands and surrender." An Yi said sarcastically.
"Yes, if you are blocked on the spot by a few policemen or agents of the Fuxing Society, you should surrender immediately and let them catch you. Don't resist." Lu Ming said seriously.
"As expected of the spy chief, you really think about your men, lest we kill some of your men if we have guns in our hands, right?" An Yi sneered.
"I'm not thinking about them, but about you. For example, if you were carrying a gun on the black market and took it out at that time, what would happen? If there was no other possibility, you would be shot dead by the police on the spot.
"Lu Ming smiled colder than her.
An Yi thought about it, this was really the case, and she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, she didn't bring a gun when she went out. If she had brought a gun, she would have drawn her gun to resist.
"I'll simply tell you more, and it can be regarded as giving you a survival lesson." Lu Ming said with a smile.
"If you are caught by the enemy, and the enemies I am talking about include the police and agents from various intelligence agencies, you must immediately tell the people who can save you. Don't hesitate. For example, if you told the police that I
If your name is my cousin, or some relative, the police will not only dare not arrest you, but also have to protect you from dumping those supplies."
Lu Ming's check was a bit too big. An Yi jumped up and was pushed back to sit down by Mr. Dong.
"So I can go to the black market to resell supplies in the future?" An Yi said in surprise.
"Are you that short of money?" Lu Ming squinted at her.
"Well... we are really short of money." Mr. Dong said a little embarrassed.
"Oh, it's my fault. From now on, I will give you a monthly salary of five hundred yuan, so that should be enough." Lu Ming said.
"We can get by despite being squeezed. It's not that we two are short of money, it's..." Mr. Dong hesitated.
"Is your organization out of money?" Lu Ming understood immediately.
"Tell him, he knows enough anyway." Mr. Dong asked An Yi.
"Well, anyway, this is not top-secret information." An Yi said with a wry smile.
She also knew that if Lu Ming was really the kind of person who harbored evil intentions as she thought, the two of them would have fallen into the hands of their enemies. It would not be a big deal if he knew that the higher-level organization was short of money.
The enemy has known for a long time that the base area is short of food, salt, and all other supplies. This is exactly the effect they want to achieve by blocking the base area.
"We'll talk about this later. I'll continue to talk about what you should do to survive in this city for a long time." Lu Ming said.
"If you are unwilling to say my name and feel that my name is a humiliation to you, then you must also make up a self-defeating identity and confession. This can at least ensure that the enemy will not treat you brutally and cruelly, and also
It can buy enough time for your comrades to save you."
Lu Ming began to teach the two of them. This class was a must. The two people in front of him were both determined warriors, but they were unqualified agents.
"Then what should we do after we are caught? Apart from saying your name, what else can we do?" Mr. Dong glanced at An Yi and couldn't help but ask.
"If you are caught with a gun, it's over. If you have intelligence on you, don't think about running away or resisting. After you are caught, you firmly deny that the intelligence is yours. Just say that you were walking on the street and was picked up by someone you don't know.
They stuffed it into their pockets," Lu Ming said.
"The enemy is not stupid, how could he believe this?" An Yi said coldly.
"It doesn't matter whether they believe it or not. What's important is that you can give the person who rescued you a room for maneuver. As long as you don't admit that the information is yours, there is something to be done here. If you admit that the information is yours, then
There is no room for maneuver.”
Mr. Dong nodded and said: "Mr. Lu is indeed thinking about us. These are things we have never considered. We must be prepared for this."
Mr. Dong is considered an old underground man, but he has never been arrested, and of course he has no experience in resisting or even counterattacking.
"He has killed countless of our comrades before summing up his experience." An Yi sneered.
"Cough, cough..." Mr. Dong shook his head helplessly. It seems that An Yi's hostility towards Lu Ming is not easy to eliminate, and he has almost become a natural enemy.
In fact, it is also a natural enemy. For the underground party of the Chinese Communist Party, the Fuxing Society is their natural enemy. One of the purposes of establishing the Fuxing Society is to eliminate the Communist Party.