sea ​​situation

"You already know, how can he not know? You reported it, right?" An Yi suddenly said sharply.

"Why would I do this? If I want to arrest you, I can just order the people from the Fuxing Society to come here. 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 narrow-minded." Mr. Dong looked around 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 angry.

"Who knows what you're thinking in your heart, you're the head of the Fuxing Agency's secret service, and you're going to deal with us, so why would you have any good intentions?" An Yi said bluntly.

"I know who you are, so I don't arrest you but protect you. Why?" Lu Ming seemed to be asking the other party, but he was actually asking himself.

"This is a common trick of your secret service agencies. The weasel pays new year greetings to the chicken. You can think about it yourself." An Yi looked at Lu Ming coldly, and said like a child.

She was ready to be taken away, and she even suspected that there were Fuxing Agency agents hiding outside the room with live ammunition.

Since they will be caught sooner or later, it is better to end all this as soon as possible. The later they are caught, the more the enemy may know about them.

In her opinion, Lu Ming's intentions are very sinister. In order to control this secret radio station and Mr. Dong, he will not hesitate to use benevolence and hypocrisy.

Obviously, Lu Ming's ultimate goal is to follow this line to control the entire Shanghai underground party in his hands, and he can be arrested whenever he wants, and he can be arrested as he wants.

However, Mr. Dong was short-sighted, unable to distinguish the truth from the false, and was completely fooled by Lu Ming, and he was still self-righteous when he died.

"An Yi, if you do this again, I will send you out of Shanghai tomorrow morning." Mr. Dong couldn't stand it any longer, and shouted sharply.

"You would rather trust this agent of the Fuxing Society than your own comrades?" An Yi asked, pointing at Lu Ming.

"I believe in my heart, you are messing around, and you have seriously violated organizational discipline." Mr. Dong said sharply.

"Your heart has been completely controlled by the devil. You are already standing on the edge of a cliff. Wake up quickly." An Yi said loudly.

Lu Ming watched the dramatic scene, and instead of being angry, he laughed.

"Well, did you see that? He smiled. He didn't tell himself. Let your dog spies come in, but we'd rather die than let you catch them alive."

As An Yi said, she took out a pistol and pointed it at Lu Ming.

"An Yi, put down the gun quickly, don't mess around." Mr. Dong turned pale with fright when he saw the gun.

"I'm not fooling around. Let's end all this today. I'll kill him first. If he really has the courage and doesn't call someone, we will run away immediately. If he calls a spy outside, we will commit suicide." An Yi resolutely Said resolutely.

"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 her hand holding the gun trembled.

"Mr. Dong, get out of the way. Her gun is full of empty bullets, so she can't kill anyone." Lu Ming patted Mr. Dong's shoulder and smiled.

"What did you say? You lied!" An Yi panicked.

"Am I lying, don't you know once you shoot, go ahead." Lu Ming said with a smirk.

An Yi panicked. Her confidence in facing Lu Ming was this gun. She was determined to break the deadlock and kill Lu Ming altogether.

If Lu Ming came alone, they would run away. If Lu Ming called the spies, she would kill Mr. Dong first, then destroy the radio station and commit suicide.

The moment Lu Ming entered the room, An Yi had already thought about all of this, and every word she said was actually reciting the prepared lines.

In her view, this is done to protect the underground party organization in Shanghai and to keep the top secret information of the party.

An Yi didn't dare to shoot at the floor and ceiling. After all, there were people living upstairs and downstairs. She pulled the trigger at the wall of the room inside. Sure enough, there was only flames from the muzzle, but no bullets.

"How could this be?" An Yi threw down the gun and said angrily.

"Old Dong asked for this gun from me. He said it was for your self-defense. I think no matter who you are, it's better for women not to play with guns. It's too dangerous." Lu Ming laughed.

"You..." An Yi understood, and immediately looked at Mr. Dong full of hatred, his eyes were so hot that they were about to burst into sparks.

"Lu Ming, you... are teasing people..." Mr. Dong was confused at first, and then a little angry.

"Comrade, don't you wake up now, don't you understand that everything is in his calculations? Lu Ming, stop being hypocritical and show your true colors." An Yi sat down on the chair in frustration.

"My true face is what you see. It is what it is now. I have never pretended. 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 empty ammo?" An Yi asked with her head held high.

"Because I never thought of letting you use guns, not only you, but also Lao Dong. Agents should not carry guns. What agents need to survive is wisdom, and intelligence is the only weapon for agents to survive. It seems that you are not People with this kind of survival wisdom should not come to Shanghai."

Lu Ming talked eloquently, opened a pack of cigarettes while talking, took out a pack and handed it to Mr. Dong.

"You really deserve to be the chief of the secret service. He said the same thing, and continued to talk. If there is anything else, say it all." An Yi sarcastically said.

"You're wrong, I'm not a spy chief, I'm just in charge of finances at Fuxingshe." Lu Ming laughed strangely, and made a gesture of handing out money by the way.

"Lu Ming, you... how can you belittle our intelligence, what standpoint do you stand on?"

Mr. Dong took the cigarette from Lu Ming and threw it on the table angrily. He also had mixed feelings, wondering if it was time to believe An Yi's words.

"Old Dong, if others don't trust me, you still can't trust me? Without me, can your ship of arms be transported away? Without me, wouldn't you and this radio station have already fallen into the hands of the Songhu Security Command?" ?” Lu Ming said with some heartache.

He knew that his identity would definitely be hated by the underground party, but he didn't expect that even Old Dong would start to doubt him.

There are some words that he really can't say, isn't it that he listens to his words and observes his actions, and actions are the most convincing.

Lu Ming believed that there was nothing wrong with his words and deeds, including the "blank" pistol that caused a misunderstanding. Everything was out of the protection of Mr. Dong and An Yi.

"Yes, I was confused for a while, but you shouldn't have lied 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 confuse him again. Don't let me tear his painted skin off." An Yi said loudly.

"Really, Mr. Lu, you have to give me an answer today. Why on earth are you helping us like this?" Mr. Dong said nervously.

"Why do you help me? This is a problem? In fact, I have never been used to seeing the Kuomintang and the Communist Party killing each other. I always think that whether it is the Kuomintang or the Communist Party, they are all brothers, and they should sit down if they have anything to do." Come down and talk, instead of fighting to the death on the battlefield with knives and guns. That's why I help you."

This is indeed Lu Ming's sincere words. He has revealed this meaning to Mr. Dong more than once. As an agent, his memory is not 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 put it more directly. I can't understand the Kuomintang's pursuit of you and their insistence on killing you all." Lu Ming said.

"You don't like it? To put it lightly, aren't you a member of the Kuomintang?" An Yi snorted coldly.

"I'm really not. I haven't joined the Kuomintang until today, and I may not join in the future." Lu Ming was amused, and felt that talking to An Yi was just bickering.

"You're not a member of the Kuomintang? Then why did the Kuomintang let you be such a high-ranking official?" An Yi's eyes widened, and he didn't believe it anyway.

"I'm really not a member of the Kuomintang. As for my status today, there are other reasons. The Kuomintang wants to win over the people behind me. I am the spokesperson of that person, so they let me be such a big official." Lu Ming explained weakly.

Both Mr. Dong and An Yi understood that it turned out 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 higher-level organization has also grasped the situation. Mr. Dong and An Yi looked at each other, thinking that Lu Ming's words were very important.