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Mr. Dong began to waver a little, the underground struggle is indeed too cruel.

What An Yi said also makes sense. From the perspective of observing discipline, he should not trust anyone, let alone someone with Lu Ming's status.

But since he moved into Wanguo Apartment, Mr. Dong gradually forgot the complexity and cruelty of the struggle, and relaxed his revolutionary vigilance.

The question is, counting from the time when the ship of munitions was let go, is it necessary for Lu Ming to put a long line for several years to catch his small fish?

Thinking of this, Mr. Dong, who was scratching his head, opened the drawer regardless of An Yi's objection, and took out the only half pack of [-] brand cigarettes left that hadn't been smoked yet.

Mr. Dong was no longer afraid, and lit a cigarette in front of An Yi.

An Yi waved her hand to drive away the thick smoke in front of her eyes, and said earnestly: "Comrade, you should wake up, don't let the enemy lead you away by the nose. Hurry up, turn around and be right."

After finishing speaking, An Yi gestured like a pistol with his hands, and smacked Mr. Dong's head.

Suddenly, Mr. Dong felt a little creepy.

Of course he doesn't believe that Lu Ming is a bad person, but he doesn't dare to deny whether Lu Ming is a spy. This possibility exists.

If Lu Ming really used this method to catch his small fish, he would definitely not be able to escape being caught and killed in the end, and he admitted this.

But because of this, he betrayed the organization invisibly, and the underground party organization in Shanghai was wiped out by them, so his responsibility was great.

"No, Lu Ming is definitely not this kind of person. He has always been a stable and reliable source of information for us, and his superiors recognize it." Mr. Dong struggled to break free from his wild thoughts and shook his head.

"Then why do you say he took the initiative to help our party provide so much information? Is it for money or for fame? He is neither for money nor for fame, and he is taking such a huge risk. Why? If his thinking is the same as ours It's consistent, that's okay, but he's not, he's on the opposite side of us." An Yi said.

"I don't agree with your point of view. I told you that we also have many friends, or allies, in the Kuomintang. They belong to the left or the middle of the Kuomintang, like Mrs. Sun, and Mr. Li Jishen, the vice-principal of the Whampoa Military Academy. They are A friend of our party, Lu Ming is also such a person." Mr. Dong argued.

"Can you believe that the head of the Fuxingshe Shanghai Station is a leftist or a centrist of the Kuomintang?" An Yi sneered.

"The facts are in front of us. If it wasn't for Lu Ming last time, the comrades of our Shanghai Municipal Work Committee would have been wiped out by the enemy. It is precisely because Lu Ming notified us in advance that all the comrades of the Shanghai Municipal Work Committee could withdraw from Shanghai without any damage. Doesn't this prove that Lu Ming is a reliable friend?" Mr. Dong said.

"That's not necessarily the case. How do you know that the enemy is not laying a bigger net. Maybe he is not targeting the comrades of the Municipal Work Committee, but the comrades of the entire Shanghai underground party." An Yi continued to argue.

"You! Unreasonable!" Mr. Dong slammed the cigarette end in his hand to the ground, as if throwing a bomb, and his face changed with anger.

"Although the comrades of the Shanghai Municipal Work Committee withdrew from Shanghai, they caused actual losses. Now the Shanghai labor movement has been paralyzed. Didn't the Shanghai station of the Fuxing Society receive awards and make second-class contributions because of this?" As An Yi spoke, she felt her face burning hot, which was a bit unreasonable.

She didn't mean to get along with Lu Ming on purpose, if Lu Ming wasn't the head of the Fuxing Society, she wouldn't be so suspicious.

For the comrades from the base area, it is absolutely unreasonable and hard to accept that the head of a special service department that specializes in dealing with the Communist Party is actually helping the Communist Party everywhere.

Isn't this hiding a bigger evil intention?An Yi believes that this is a question of the basic standpoint of the revolution.

"Then how can you prove that he is a reliable person and our friend?" Mr. Dong asked.

"Of course it is to join our camp and fight with us." An Yi said firmly.

Mr. Dong shook his head. At first, he really intended to recruit Lu Ming to join the Communist Party, but Lu Ming refused, saying that he would not join any party.

Although he didn't join the organization, Lu Ming continued to help him, gave him the apartment for free, helped him set up a radio station, and even used his identity to keep the radio station.

Not to mention, he was also given a salary of [-] yuan a month and provided various materials so that he could hide here and work for the party with peace of mind.

"How about it, isn't he willing to join us?" An Yi could see the meaning in Mr. Dong's expression at a glance.

Mr. Dong did not answer, he never gave up the idea of ​​developing Lu Ming, but later his superiors sent instructions to prohibit him from further developing Lu Ming, and asked him to maintain the current relationship with Lu Ming.

This order once baffled Mr. Dong, and even now he doesn't understand why the organization made such a decision, but he couldn't tell An Yi about it.

He and An Yi are still on two lines. His mission cannot be told to An Yi, and An Yi has never told him about her mission to come to Shanghai. This is the principle of confidentiality.

"Comrade, we and this radio station have been exposed. Now our only way is to escape here quickly, take this radio station with us, flee to a place where Lu Ming can't find us, set up the radio station again, and contact our superiors." An Yi Said.

"That won't work. We can't act without authorization. We must get the approval of our superiors before we can leave here." Mr. Dong resolutely opposed An Yi's reckless actions.

"Comrade, why don't you know how to be flexible? What time is it now? It's imminent."

An Yi went up and stamped out the smoking cigarette butts on the ground, and stepped hard, as if she was competing with Mr. Dong.

"If Lu Ming is that kind of person, it's useless to run away. The frequency and call sign of this radio station have been registered. No matter where we send the report, Lu Ming can find us unless we give up this radio station." Dong Mr. moved out the reasons that cannot be discussed.

"Have you seen that they have unknowingly controlled the most important radio station of our party in Shanghai, and the next step is to slowly control you. When you are also under control, the Shanghai underground party organization and its headquarters He can grasp all the secret orders, what an insidious person he is." An Yi said with some fear.

"You can't say that. They don't intend to control the radio station. On the contrary, if it weren't for Lu Ming, this radio station and I would have fallen into the hands of the Songhu Security Command last time." Mr. Dong defended Lu Ming.

"Then how do you know that Lu Ming didn't lure the people from the Songhu Security Command?" An Yi sneered.

"This... I mean comrade, you... are too conspiracy theories?" Mr. Dong was so angry that he couldn't continue.

"Conspiracy theory? Comrade, when we deal with the enemy, we must be full of eyes and minds, and we must not be paralyzed at any time." An Yi changed his foot and stomped on the cigarette butt again, as if he was afraid that it would resurface.

Mr. Dong snorted coldly in his heart, and said to himself: You have a good eye, but you foolishly went to the black market to dump cigarettes and coffee, and you fell into the trap of yourself.

But he didn't say it, after all, it hurt An Yi's self-esteem too much.

"Since the radio station can't be taken away, let's give up the radio station. Let's escape overnight, find comrades in Shanghai, help us find a foothold, and then buy a radio station." An Yi said resolutely.

"Purchase another radio station? Do you think radio stations are big cakes and steamed buns, and you can buy them whenever you want? Besides, do you know how much a radio station costs? Do you know that the enemy controls radio stations more powerfully than drugs?"

Mr. Dong wanted to stop the other party's whims by asking two or three questions one after another.

"I believe that the comrades in Shanghai can always help us solve these problems. Do you trust your comrades or a Kuomintang spy chief?" An Yi put the problem on the line.

"The order I accepted from my superiors is to keep this radio station, and to be in isolation from comrades in Shanghai, and not to have face-to-face contact with comrades in Shanghai at any time. If you are worried about this, then you can leave, and I can try to help you contact Shanghai Comrade."

Mr. Dong was so excited that his hands shook a little. The second cigarette was only lit after two matches were lit.

"Why are you like this?" An Yi covered her nose.

Mr. Dong didn't know whether An Yi opposed his opinion or opposed his smoking, but he didn't care anyway, and continued to smoke violently, and the room suddenly filled with smoke.

It is precisely because of being caught by the police that An Yi's sense of crisis has never been higher. She always feels that living next door to Lu Ming is living in a tiger's mouth, and she might be caught by the enemy at any time.

An Yi was restless, feeling like her body was covered with thorns.

But if Mr. Dong didn't leave, she couldn't leave either. If she insisted on leaving, she would be running away.

Her original task was to guide the Shanghai Municipal Working Committee to launch the labor movement. Now that the Shanghai Municipal Working Committee no longer exists, her task has naturally come to nothing.

The second order given to her by her superiors was to help Mr. Dong with his work, which was actually to let her lie on standby.