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After returning to the apartment, Lu Ming knocked on Mr. Dong's door, and Mr. Dong immediately invited him in when he saw that it was Lu Ming.

An Yi just said hello to Lu Ming politely, and then hid in the room without showing up again.

Lu Ming didn't care, so he told about the explosion incident. He thought that Mr. Dong and his organization must be very happy to know the details of this incident earlier.

Of course, Lu Ming did not say that he planned this incident. He learned all this information from foreign journalist friends.

As expected, Mr. Dong was very excited and prepared to convey the news to the headquarters in a short while.

After Lu Ming left, An Yi came out from inside.

Mr. Dong said with a smile: "Well, you have heard it all, Lu Ming is a very stable and reliable source of information for us."

"Who knows what An Yi is really up to. We don't need him to provide this information. We can easily learn about it. The headlines of all the newspapers in Shanghai tomorrow must be all about the explosion in Hongkou Park." An Yi said disdainfully.

An Yi has a firm organizational principle in her mind, which makes her unable to trust the leader of the Fuxing Society, and the Fuxing Society is now the number one enemy identified by her superiors.

Mr. Dong said angrily: "Why are you like this? Is it wrong for people to provide us with information on their own initiative?"

"He provided us with such unimportant information, how can you be sure that it is not a bait? Comrade, the enemy is very cunning. When dealing with the enemy, it is not enough to have a heart. You must have eyes and hearts all over your body. Just do it." An Yi taught.

Mr. Dong was so angry that he shook his head directly, unable to speak. This matter was inherently contradictory, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

In fact, a lot of information about the Fuxing Society was provided by Lu Ming on his own initiative, and the superiors determined the danger level of the Fuxing Society based on this information.

Mr. Dong is not sure how much information An Yi has on the Fuxing Society, but the information he has can only be reported to his superiors and has no right to disclose it to others.

Therefore, Mr. Dong felt that he was dumb and couldn't tell what he was suffering from eating Coptis chinensis.

"Comrade Dong Cheng, I really suggest that we should quietly change places. Now that we are in the mouth of a tiger, we will be swallowed by others sooner or later. Now Lu Ming keeps throwing bait at us, not to catch us, but to pass We swallowed the Shanghai underground party organization whole."

An Yi seriously analyzed the current situation, Mr. Dong turned his head and ignored her, and he really couldn't speak to her.

From a certain point of view, what An Yi said also made sense, because Lu Ming had no reliable motive to actively provide them with information.

To trust Lu Ming under such circumstances, of course, there is a great risk, and this is also the organizing principle.

There is an old saying in China: If you don’t have anything to show gallantry, you can either rape or steal.

Of course, Lu Ming would not have these two attempts, but An Yi guessed that Lu Ming's plan to dig out the entire Shanghai underground party organization from him was also valid from a certain point of view.

Mr. Dong doesn't even have this bit of vigilance. If he made a stupid mistake, wouldn't the head of the headquarters be aware of it?Made the same mistake as him?

This is absolutely impossible. Mr. Dong believes that there will be no reason for the organization to accept Lu Ming's information.

What's more, he only has a radio station in his hands, and there are several information sending and receiving bases. Lu Ming can't get more important information from him.

However, if these intelligence strongholds are cracked by the Kuomintang authorities, they can sit on the sidelines and catch many contacts of the underground party.

Then, according to the picture, it is really possible to completely pull out the underground party organization.

It's not that Mr. Dong didn't consider this possibility at first, but later he chose to trust Lu Ming unconditionally.

The headquarters has already numbered Lu Ming as Mr. A, which means that he is fully recognized as his own. Since the headquarters has already recognized him, why does An Yi still doubt him?

"Comrade An Yi, what is your mission in Shanghai? Are you here to assist me in my work, or is there another assignment from your superiors?" Mr. Dong felt suspicious.

"What did I come to Shanghai for? The organization should have explained to you. Why do you ask that?" An Yi asked back with a sneer.

Mr. Dong feels that An Yi is not here to take care of his life and assist him in his work, but to monitor him and lead him.

"Did the organization lose trust in me?" Mr. Dong couldn't help but reflect.

Did An Yi say these things on her own initiative, or did her superiors really have such an arrangement?

Mr. Dong took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and put it back after thinking about it, because An Yi hated the way he smoked very much.

Mr. Dong shook his head, trying to drive the messy thoughts out of his mind, but the effect was not very obvious.

For the time being, let's not think about these unanswered questions, let's send out the information first.

Mr. Dong wrote down the information provided by Lu Ming in the shortest and most concise words, then translated it into code and sent it out. The beginning of the telegram was still: According to Mr. A's information.

Looking at this man in a suit and vest, holding a foreign cigarette case in his hand, and concentrating on sending the report, a look of contempt flashed in An Yi's beautiful eyes.

What she despises the most is Mr. Dong's style. She thinks that Dong Cheng has learned from Lu Ming badly, has been corrupted by the bourgeois way of life, and has become a person who is greedy for enjoyment and has vulgar tastes.

An Yi didn't think about it. Mr. Dong also stayed in Britain for four years, and this British style has long been his behavior.

Mr. Dong does not pursue a Western lifestyle, but once a living habit is formed, it is difficult to change. If he lives in the base area for a long time, he may be able to gradually change it.

But he has lived in Shanghai for a long time, and it is normal to continue to maintain this lifestyle.

Mr. Dong is not unaware of this, but it is precisely his protective color and a means for him to integrate into Wanguo Apartment.

An Yi was still wearing the half-worn cheongsam when she came here, at least without patches, but her inner underwear had been patched several times, and the original color could not be seen clearly after washing.

"We must contact the comrades of the Municipal Working Committee as soon as possible to check the situation of the underground party in Shanghai. I don't know if there are many people like Dong Cheng. If there are many, it means that the underground party in Shanghai really has a big problem." An Yi said Thinking about it.

Indeed, as Mr. Dong guessed, An Yi came to Shanghai this time not only to assist him in his work, but also to undertake a major mission.

The superiors sent her to Shanghai to convey the latest instructions from the central government to guide the Shanghai Municipal Working Committee to organize and mobilize the working class, and to take violent actions against the enemy when necessary.

In the complex and cruel struggle against the enemy, some leading comrades at the higher level believed that:

Some comrades in the white areas, especially in the metropolises, are accustomed to a comfortable life, have forgotten their mission, and have relaxed their strong will to fight against the enemy. It is very dangerous to continue like this, and something must be changed.

So it was decided to send a group of people with firm thinking, resolute personality, and no mercy to the enemy to carry out organizational work in major cities. An Yi was specially sent to guide the actions of the Shanghai Municipal Working Committee.

After An Yi met Mr. Dong, she originally wanted to tell him the truth, but she really couldn't accept Mr. Dong's way of life.

People like Mr. Dong, aren't they the ones to be purged in the organization?The higher-level organization was really wise and discovered the huge loopholes in the organization in time.

An Yi doesn't think that Dong Cheng is no longer trustworthy, but at the same time she thinks that Dong Cheng's bones are not as hard as before.

Such a comrade must accept further observation, and he cannot easily tell him his mission.

After Dong Cheng sent the telegram, he turned around and asked, "Comrade An Yi, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Answer your question?" An Yi pretended not to understand what he said.

"The question I asked you just now, are you really here to take care of my life, assist me in my work, or do you have another mission?" Mr. Dong asked logically.

"This question, you'd better ask your superiors yourself." An Yi put on a gesture of no comment.

An Yi just said it casually, but Mr. Dong actually sat down and sent a telegram to the headquarters: Is Comrade An going to Shanghai for any other assignments.

He didn't even need to draft such a short message in advance, and sent it out casually.

"What do you want to do?" An Yi panicked.

"I'm asking my superiors for instructions. I have to find out what your mission in Shanghai is and whether you are my leader." Mr. Dong said stubbornly.

"How could you do this? It's not in line with work discipline to send telegrams to your superiors casually." An Yi's tone was unease mixed with accusations.

"I understand work discipline better than you." Mr. Dong was also a little angry.

"The superior has so much work to do, and you actually disturb the superior because of such a trivial matter, won't you ask me if there is anything?" An Yi said angrily.

"I asked you, but you didn't answer me, and you didn't want to answer, so I can't work normally." Mr. Dong said very seriously.

An Yi shook her head, looking very helpless.

Before departure, her superiors had indeed instructed her to work closely with Comrade Dong Cheng when she arrived in Shanghai, and to tell Dong Cheng her mission.

In the future work, An Yi and the Shanghai Municipal Working Committee will rely on this secret radio station to get in touch with the headquarters in time.

Now that Dong Cheng sent a telegram to inquire about the headquarters, it was tantamount to suing her superiors in disguise. She didn't say anything to Dong Cheng, which was against the instructions of her superiors.

Although An Yi was a little nervous, she insisted on her point of view:

What I did was not wrong, the situation in the white area is so complicated, it is estimated that the superiors do not understand Dong Cheng's current situation, otherwise they would not trust him so much.