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After Lu Ming left, An Yi said to himself, "If he really helps us get this done, I'll really trust him."

Mr. Dong smiled and said: "It seems that it is really not an easy task to gain your trust."

"Of course, we are operating in the enemy's territory, how can we easily trust others, not to mention that his identity is still an enemy." An Yi could emphasize.

"An Yi, are you from the security department at the headquarters?"

Mr. Dong couldn't help but opened a pack of cigarettes, took out one and put it under his nose to smell it. He probably couldn't hold it anymore.

"I never said, how did you know?" An Yi asked with wide eyes.

"I guess, your vigilance is too high, and most people don't have such a high vigilance."

Mr. Dong's tone was very calm, he didn't know whether it was a compliment or a criticism, but An Yi took it as a compliment anyway.

"You guessed it right, I belong to the Ministry of Security. I oppose the infiltration of the Kuomintang externally and eradicate internal spies internally." An Yi said somewhat proudly.

There is a reason for her pride. People who can enter the security department are carefully selected. A lesbian can enter the security department, which is an honor in itself.

"But sometimes it's not good to be too vigilant. If you go too far, you will see everyone as an enemy and distrust everyone. This is not conducive to unity." Mr. Dong said tactfully.

"Comrade, it's because you don't know how cunning the enemy is. In recent years, the Kuomintang's secret service department has not stopped infiltrating us, and even sent spies into our interior. Some of our comrades did not fall under the enemy's gunpoint, but instead Sacrifice at the hands of these spies." An Yi said bitterly.

Mr. Dong had nothing to say, and he was about to get into trouble again, but he finally understood why An Yi misunderstood Lu Ming so deeply.

"Let me tell you, we all have to sleep with one eye open." An Yi continued.

Mr. Dong had no choice but to get up and take the coffee cup and coffee pot to the kitchen for cleaning.

"This is a woman's job, I'll do it." An Yi hurriedly followed into the kitchen and said.

"It's just a few cups, it will be ready in a while, don't have to fight with me." Mr. Dong said that he had washed the coffee pot and cups, and put them in the cabinet.

"Old Dong, next time you contact the organization, send me a telegram. I will do a deep self-reflection and ask the organization to punish me." An Yi said with her head bowed.

"Why do you want to ask the organization to punish you?" Mr. Dong didn't understand what she meant.

"This time I made my own decision and didn't listen to your advice. I almost caused a catastrophe. I have to make a deep review to the organization." An Yi finally enlightened.

"This matter has been settled, just be more careful in the future, don't disturb the organization, and do a review when you have the opportunity." Mr. Dong is afraid that she will breed new ideas.

"But I can't lie to the organization. If I make such a big mistake, I should ask for punishment myself." An Yi insisted.

"Comrade, this place is occupied by the enemy. The time for sending the report is very precious. You can't use it for your review. You can use other channels to report to the organization." Mr. Dong said coldly.

An Yi knew that the so-called other methods were nothing more than manpower transmission of information, which would go through several relay transmissions at a very slow speed.

If the situation changed suddenly and she withdrew to the base, maybe she arrived, but the intelligence had not yet arrived.

The situation is so dire.

An Yi is not a person with low EQ. Of course, she understands that Mr. Dong is trying to stop her tactfully, but what Mr. Dong said is correct, personal matters are trivial and should not take up the precious time of sending the report.

An Yi fell silent, and her eye circles turned red. This was the first time she showed fragility after arriving in Shanghai. Mr. Dong saw it, and felt a little emotional, and put the cigarette back into the cigarette case.

"I can't blame you for what happened this time. I failed to stop it resolutely, and I also made a mistake." Mr. Dong said.

"How can I blame you? It's all my fault. I did something bad with good intentions. We are really short of money." An Yi said.

"Let's learn a lot from a ditch. The situation in Shanghai is too complicated, and the struggle will be more intense in the future. This is the case in Beiping, Tianjin, Guangzhou, and Wuhan. You were born and raised in Hankou, so you should have a deep understanding of the complexity of big cities. I know." Mr. Dong said.

"I became a peripheral member of the organization when I was 15 years old. I have been engaged in student movements in Hankou. After graduating from a normal school, I went to the army. It doesn't feel complicated." An Yi said naively.

Mr. Dong looked at her and sighed.

Underground work is a special type of work, which is different from student and labor movements. Long-term lurking is not only a kind of exercise, but also a test for a person's will. But in the final analysis, as Lu Ming said, the first The job is to survive.

Only by surviving can we talk about fighting. If you can't even pass the survival test, then everything is empty talk.

"Old Dong, do you think Lu Ming can help us get those supplies?" An Yi asked.

"I believe he can get it. If he can't do it, the underground party organization in Shanghai will certainly not be able to get it. First of all, he has a flexible mind, and second, he has social connections extending in all directions." Mr. Dong said.

Of course, Mr. Dong knew that the underground party organization had latent personnel in various departments of the Kuomintang, but these people had their own tasks, and they could neither communicate horizontally nor gather together.

It's not that they are incapable, but that organizational discipline does not allow it.

Since Gu Shunzhang's rebellion, the underground party organizations in several big cities have been uprooted. Even the heads of the Central Special Branch are in danger. If Qian Zhuangfei hadn't warned in time, they might have been caught by the enemy .

The lesson this time was too painful. The central government decided that the underground parties in major cities must cut off horizontal communication. If a traitor appears on one line, it will not affect the hidden personnel on other lines.

In Shanghai, the only person who can communicate horizontally is Mr. Dong. The instructions from the headquarters to the various branches of the Shanghai underground party are all issued through this radio station, and he is responsible for transmitting them.

Mr. Dong was deeply worried about the task assigned by his superiors. Without Lu Ming's help, he couldn't imagine how it could be completed.

There are quite a few underground parties in Shanghai, but it is impossible to mobilize all of them to buy supplies everywhere. In that case, the enemy will definitely be alarmed. Check them all out.

Mr. Dong really couldn't think of a better way, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask Lu Ming.

Not only did he have to borrow a large amount of money from Lu Ming, but he also asked Lu Ming to buy supplies that were in short supply and under strict control. This almost required Lu Ming to bear the risk of his life.

"Is he really so rich? I think he promised so readily..."

An Yi wondered if Lu Ming had falsely agreed, and then forgot about it later.

This is not a small amount of money, but a huge sum of money, not to mention arms, radio stations, and medicines, which are strictly controlled by the Kuomintang. How could Lu Ming get it?

"I don't know how much money he has, but among the rich second generation in Shanghai, he may be the richest, and of course he is the most low-key." Mr. Dong said.

"I really don't understand why a person like him doesn't do business well, why should he become a spy?" An Yi asked puzzled.

"Didn't he make it clear? The people behind him, Sheng Youde, arranged for him to do this. He has no right to choose." Mr. Dong said lightly.

"It turns out that he is also a poor person, but just a pawn in someone else's hand." An Yi said with some contempt.

"You can't say that. We were also sent to Shanghai by the organization. Could it be that we are also the pawns of the organization?" Mr. Dong couldn't bear his naive thoughts about An Yi.

"How can he compare with us? We are revolutionaries for the liberation of the working people in China." An Yi still insisted on her base thinking.

Mr. Dong shrugged. He didn't like An Yi's natural sense of superiority when he talked about revolutionaries.

Mr. Dong believes that revolutionaries do not have a natural superiority. On the contrary, revolutionaries should connect themselves with the lowest level of the people.

In Mr. Dong's mind, the masses of the people are the soil of the revolution and the mother earth that nurtures them. They are just a tough weed growing on this soil.

But Mr. Dong is really tired today, his head is buzzing, and he doesn't want to argue anymore.