Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

Jiang Jiyun walked forward and turned the man over so that his face was facing up, then stretched out his fingers and gently pinched the old face, as if to confirm the authenticity of the face.

She said softly, "This face does look real, but as to whether it is really Watanabe, that is unknown."

After hearing Jiang Jiyun's words, Jiang Jiyuan and Chen Meng both came forward and looked at the face carefully.

They looked at this strange face for a long time, and finally shook their heads to indicate that they did not know it.

Xiaotian, Xiaowei and Peng Yongyan who were standing nearby also came forward and stared at the face curiously.

However, they also had no impression of this face and shook their heads, saying that they had never seen what Du Bian looked like.

Jiang Wenming curled up the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a look of disapproval. What are you looking at if you haven't seen it before?

He looked around and said, "We haven't even seen what Watanabe looks like, so how can we be sure that this person is Watanabe?"

Jiang Jiyun thought for a moment and suddenly came up with an idea. She quickly said, "Brother Zhang An should still remember Watanabe's appearance."

As soon as she said this, everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Jiyun.

Jiang Wenming asked doubtfully, "How did Zhang An know about Watanabe?"

Jiang Jiyun quickly explained: "Although he doesn't know Watanabe himself, he knows what he looks like. That's because there was a photo of Watanabe in the pile of newspapers we brought back from Sakura Country."

"And there are quite a few Japanese generals in that newspaper. Zhang An's memory is very good, he will definitely remember what Watanabe looks like."

Jiang Jiyuan listened to his sister and asked in confusion, "Did you see it too? Why don't you remember it? I remember you have a good memory, too."

Jiang Wenming looked up at Jiang Jiyuan and sighed deeply, "Your sister basically doesn't remember ugly people, but she has a photographic memory for good-looking people."

Jiang Jiyun chuckled, revealing a sly expression. She teased, "What's so good about such an old face? Uncle, quickly take out that Polaroid camera and start taking pictures! I can send the pictures to Brother Zhang's space and let him see them, so he'll know."

Jiang Jiyuan then realized that his sister only looked at people by their faces. He said seriously, "Xiaoyun, you are still young. You can't look at people by their faces."

"I understand. We can't keep a gigolo. He's a gigolo." Jiang Jiyun said, raising his hand.

Jiang Wenming looked up at the wheat-skinned people and the pink-skinned one, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"But my sister is rich, so it's okay to raise a few puppies." Jiang Jiyun thought that since she had so much money in her space, she could raise a few puppies if she didn't get married in the future.

Jiang Jiyuan and the others looked up at Xiao Hei and Da Huang, and all of them agreed that she should get more dogs.

Jiang Jiyun quickly lowered her head. What she wanted to say was that this dog is not that dog!

Jiang Wenming looked at his niece in confusion. Why did he always feel that there was something wrong with this sentence?

At this time, Zhang An was looking at the "Watanabe" in front of him. Lao Xu and others held the head of this so-called "Watanabe" tightly so that he could see clearly.

Zhang An shook his head gently. He slowly reached out his hand, pinched the other person's chin, looked at his face carefully, and then said calmly: "I don't know if he is Watanabe, he does look a bit like him."

Hearing Zhang An's words, Lao Zhuang was so angry that he cursed: "Could it be fake? Damn it, haven't we worked for nothing?"

His voice was full of regret and anger. He was obviously very disappointed with the result of this operation. They also sacrificed several brothers. If they caught someone and it turned out to be a fake, they would really lose both the wife and the army.

Zhang An was not affected by Lao Zhuang's emotions. He said so, but he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart.

He now hopes that the person Jiang Jiyun has caught is the real Watanabe.

After all, they successfully captured a Japanese prince last time and used him to exchange for a group of captured comrades.

If they can capture the Japanese General Watanabe this time, perhaps they can use that old guy to exchange for another group of people.

Zhang An sighed deeply. Just as he was about to contact Jiang Jiyuan, he suddenly noticed a slight fluctuation in his space.

So he stood up, walked out of the house quickly and came to the open space outside.

The night air was a little chilly. Zhang An stood there. He took out a photo and a note from his pocket, then walked to the torch not far away.

In the dim light of the fire, the portrait in the photo gradually became clearer.

Zhang An looked at the person in the photo. It was a familiar face.

When his eyes moved to the handwriting on the note, his brows furrowed tightly.

After reading the contents of the note, Zhang An turned around and walked quickly into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, he said to Lao Xu and others in the room: "I just received news that a guojun team is coming this way. I have to leave and meet up with my comrades. Don't dawdle, hurry up and disband. Continue to hide as long as you can."

As soon as Zhang An finished speaking, Wang Zhenxing and others started cursing, and their curses were even more unpleasant than before.

Zhang An ignored them. He walked straight to Pei Nian, held her arm, and then walked out of the house together.

Just as they walked outside the city gate, the clear sound of horse hooves came.

Zhang An and Pei Nian stopped at the same time and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

A group of cavalry were galloping towards them. They passed by the two men without stopping and went straight into the city.

Pei Nian looked at the cavalrymen gradually entering the city, then turned to look at Zhang An and asked softly, "Brother An, do you want to go to the village to see Xiaojun?"

Zhang An thought for a moment and replied, "Wait for me to tell my comrades. Are they all living in the village now?"

"Well, the city is not safe. We all live in the village. I lived in the city for two days before, but..." Pei Nian's words were suddenly interrupted, and her body shook violently.

Zhang An keenly noticed her abnormality and asked with concern: "Does your wound hurt?"

"No, An Ge, I remembered something." Pei Nian lowered his voice, as if afraid of being heard. "There seems to be a ghost in the city."

Zhang An frowned, looking puzzled as he asked, "Ghost? You said you saw a ghost in the city? Do you really believe that such things exist?"

If it weren't for the night walk, Pei Nian would never have remembered such a terrifying thing.

She said to Zhang An with certainty, "No, Brother Zhang An, I really saw with my own eyes this morning a little beggar suddenly disappear and reappear in front of me, and he also killed ten Japanese soldiers silently in an instant, and made them disappear on the spot."