What Meng Shaoyuan was most worried about did not happen. The Italian Mericha Faldi knew English.

And it's quite well said.

His identity is somewhat mysterious. He is responsible for negotiating with the Japanese regarding the Bakers.

Italy and Japan are allies.

Then, they and the United States are enemies.

However, these Italians do not have a strong sense of national honor.

Driven by money, they don't particularly care who they work for.

When Meng Shaoyuan saw him, this short Italian had cunning eyes everywhere.

He was also full of curiosity about this Chinese man who suddenly asked to meet him and called himself "Boss Cai".

To be honest, the conversation between the two parties was quite pleasant from the beginning.

Meng Shaoyuan talked to him about Italian clothing and women, and about the 6-to-6 victory over the French football team that made Italians proud, and the beginning of the rise of Italian football.

Falti is also a standard fan.

When it came to a topic of mutual interest to both parties, the Italian began to talk endlessly.

Especially in the 194 World Cup final, when the Italian team defeated Czechoslovakia 1-1 and won its first world championship, Falti was even more enthusiastic.

Falti also did not expect that a Chinese person could actually know so much about the history of Italian football.

Although Meng Shaoyuan's playing skills are terrible, he is a standard fanatical fan.

He loved Italian football and the chain defense that later became world-famous.

"You know a lot, Mr. Cai." Finally, Falti changed the subject: "Of course, our meeting today is not just about discussing Italian football, right?"

"Of course, now it's war and football has disappeared."

Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "I want to talk to you about the Bakers."

"Oh, really?" Faldi was not surprised at all by the sudden mention of the Bakers: "I think since you mentioned the Bakers, you must have some understanding.

I have been entrusted by some powerful people to mediate this matter. What about you, Mr. Cai, do you have the same purpose?"

"Yes."

Meng Shaoyuan said with rare candor: "I have also been entrusted by some powerful people. Our purpose is the same. Maybe we can start some cooperation."

Falti smiled and was noncommittal.

At this time, Meng Shaoyuan had been observing Falti carefully.

This man acted very calm, completely different from how he looked when he was talking about football just now.

"sincere".

This is the tone they set when they talk.

Of course, in most cases, sincerity equals farts.

According to Falti, he knew some powerful people in Japanese diplomacy, and the rescue of the Bakers was mainly through the Japanese Consulate General in Shanghai.

However, Meng Shaoyuan didn't believe a word of it.

When Falti said these words, although he still acted very calmly, he still revealed many flaws that were difficult to detect.

He is lying!

When he mentioned the specific personnel of the Japanese consulate, he paused slightly, and couldn't help but glance at Meng Shaoyuan from the corner of his eye.

This is to determine whether the other party believes what you are saying.

Falti seems to be a person who is relatively sensitive to time. From the conversation until now, he took out the classical pocket watch and looked at it four times.

Meng Shaoyuan knew that now, he should use another kind of "sincerity" to deal with the current bullshit sincerity.

"Mr. Falty, do you think I'm handsome?"

Meng Shaoyuan suddenly asked.

"What?"

Falti only felt baffled.

We are having a good chat and the other party suddenly comes up with such a question?

"Sometimes, I am very narcissistic and feel that I am very handsome." Meng Shaoyuan said unhurriedly: "But it doesn't mean that. I like others to keep taking pictures of me."

Something strange flashed across Falti's calm face.

"Tika pocket watch camera, made in the UK, improved in 1988." Meng Shaoyuan said with a smile: "The British sometimes really don't want to make progress. They invented a piece of equipment, but they always only think about how to use it under the existing conditions.

upgrade.

There is no competitor between it and the American EP in the world. After so many years, it has just changed the basics without changing the medicine and made some functional upgrades.

Can you imagine that it has been thirty-six years since the pocket watch camera was invented, and the British have not even changed much in appearance.

In North Africa, a Naval Intelligence spy named Ian Fleming organized a "zero stormtrooper" to go deep into the rear of the German army, but this stormtrooper used all American equipment."

"Ian Fleming?"

Obviously, Falti has never heard of this name.

Of course, he had no idea that this guy with great power in the British Naval Intelligence Department would later create a character called James Bond.

"He is not important. What is important is the spy equipment we are talking about." Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "Did you look at the pocket watch four times in total and take four photos for me?

Mr. Falti, your equipment is out of date, would you like to try my American ep6 camera?"

He flashed the watch on his wrist: "You can shoot from all angles. You don't have to take it out every time. You can truly shoot silently. It is a must-have equipment for spies when they go out. If you buy it now, you can get a discount."

Falti smiled: "You are such a fun person."

As he said that, he took out his pocket watch, put it on the table, and pushed it toward Meng Shaoyuan: "This may be a little antique, but I like you, so I give it to you."

This is a smart guy.

Now that it has been exposed, let's just be more relaxed. Otherwise, no one knows what will happen in a while.

Now, Falti can be sure that the "Boss Cai" in front of him is definitely not as simple as he said, and he will never allow himself to be photographed.

In this case, why not ensure your own safety first?

This is a smart man's choice!

Meng Shaoyuan was not polite. He put away his pocket watch, took off the watch from his hand, and also pushed it in front of Falti: "This is for you. It's very precious. I only have three pieces."

"Who are you?" Falti picked up his watch and looked at it: "You actually have three spy weapons of this level?"

"It doesn't matter who I am." Meng Shaoyuan's eyes fell on Falti's right hand again: "The creativity of the Japanese is very limited, their spy equipment is progressing very slowly, and even the things they invented are a bit boring.

.

For example, the ring you are wearing is hollow inside and contains a poison to prevent you from using it to commit suicide if necessary. I just want to say, this is fucking boring. This is not fundamentally true.
Chapter completed!