Zhang Yong was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect Chen Mei to ask this question.

She doesn't know what an aircraft carrier is? That's it. She can't read a telegram at all!

That……

I, Zhang Yong, actually know?

It's over, the character is about to collapse.

He immediately realized that his previous persona was that he grew up fooling around in the Shili Foreign Market in Shanghai. He had heard foreigners talk about a lot of things. Therefore, it is not surprising that he has some strange knowledge. He also often interacts with foreigners now.

ah!

"It is an aircraft carrier. It carries aircraft. It can be regarded as an airport moving on the sea." Zhang Yong explained as plainly as possible, "An aircraft carrier can carry fifty or sixty aircraft. It has a very powerful combat capability. York City, Sa

Latoga, are the names of American aircraft carriers."

"In other words, the Japanese have learned about the movements of the American aircraft carrier?" Chen Mei responded quickly.

"Yes." Zhang Yong nodded, "This is a military secret. The Japanese actually know it. The Americans will definitely be nervous. They probably have to trace the source of the information."

"What are the Japanese doing to spy on the movements of American aircraft carriers?" Jia Tengying wondered.

"Although the Pacific Ocean is huge, it cannot accommodate two tigers." Zhang Yong said slowly, "Sooner or later they will have a fight."

"Can't you?" Jia Tengying was dubious, "are the Japanese so brave?"

"That's what I judge. Just watch."

"Hey, the Japanese have such a big appetite that they are not afraid of dying!"

"Who knows?"

Zhang Yong did not explain in detail. He could not elaborate.

He can't act too smart and wise. This is inconsistent with his personality. His secret will be exposed.

"Shaolong, if there really is a fight, will the Japanese win?"

"how could I know?"

"It's up to you to judge. You know more than us."

"The Americans should win. The United States has a vast land and abundant resources, a lot of people, a lot of weapons, a lot of factories, and a lot of oil."

"But the Japanese seem to be quite crazy. They are not afraid of death."

"Then I don't know. Anyway, if I want to buy which side wins, I will buy the United States myself."

"Then I will also buy the Americans to win. It's a pity that I don't have any skills."

"Buy some American military stocks. Once a war breaks out in the future, the military stocks will definitely continue to rise. You can make some money."

"Okay. I'll listen to you. From now on, buy some American military stocks."

Jia Tengying follows the good deeds and takes it seriously.

He is also a master of making money and has accumulated a lot of wealth.

It is not safe to store it in China. A considerable part of it has been converted into U.S. dollars and stored in Citibank.

At that time, people with some status would convert any assets they had into U.S. dollars and deposit them in American banks. This also caused the price of the U.S. dollar to remain high against the ocean. The black market was rampant because formal channels simply could not exchange so many U.S. dollars. Only

Can be purchased from the black market at a high price.

Zhang Yong was about to speak when he suddenly shut up again.

It turned out that there was a red dot entering the edge of the map, heading in the direction he was.

No label. Apparently he was a spy he had never come into contact with.

No weapons symbol.

Maybe new here?

Grasp!

Chen Gongshu came in from outside and saw Zhang Yong's eagerness to try.

"What's the matter?"

"Come with me out to catch a spy."

"good!"

Chen Gongshu immediately drew his gun.

Don’t ask anything. Just follow Zhang Yong out.

"I am coming too."

Jia Tengying also felt it was amazing.

Are there still spies coming to your door?

By the way, this is the Shanghai Station of the Fuxing Society Secret Service. Are there really Japanese spies so stubborn as to bump into them?

Come to the door.

Zhang Yong gestured for everyone to stop.

Chen Gongshu stood behind the door with a gun in his hand and pointed outside. Zhang Yong nodded.

That's right. The spy is outside. Ready to pass by.

Surveillance showed that he was a salesman, carrying a load through the streets and selling small items.

Fifty meters...

Twenty meters...

The salesman came to the door.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Dong dong dong..."

The sound of a rattle was heard. A child was following behind the salesman.

Zhang Yong gestured and came out of the door.

There was indeed a salesman outside. He was in his thirties and was tanned all over.

It is still July, the sun is blazing and it is extremely hot. The salesman is covered in sweat. When he sees Zhang Yong and others appearing, his expression is dull.

He is a master. Very calm.

What a pity, Zhang Yong waved his hand. Chen Gongshu immediately rushed forward.

Only then did the salesman realize that he had been exposed. He could no longer calm down and immediately turned around and ran away.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Chen Gongshu shot decisively.

Both shots hit the spy's calf. The spy fell down on the spot.

Zhang Yong rushed up from behind.

Touch the corpse.

The subconscious told me that this salesman might be hiding something.

Sure enough, nothing was found on the spy. However, inside the cargo, under the layer of cake, a film was found.

film?

Good stuff. There is definitely a secret.

When you have time, you can think about it slowly. Then you will be swallowed up immediately. You will not notice the ghost.

stand up.

He doesn't want anything else.

If you have money, it will be owned by Shanghai Station.

As a result, let alone find more than a thousand francs. Although it is not much, it is still money.

"Shao Long!"

Jia Tengying gave Zhang Yong a thumbs up.

In this way, Japanese spies can be identified. Such an ability is truly unparalleled.

No one can learn it either.

It is definitely the only one of its kind and has no other branches.

Fortunately, Zhang Yong can only distinguish Japanese people. Otherwise, everyone else can get out.
To be continued...