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

Chapter 913 Rewards are 2 things

Xiao Wei and Jiang Jiyun were still hiding in the space. At this moment, the hospital was investigating whether the two killers had any accomplices.

When Jiang Jiyuan heard that only one female killer was caught, he immediately realized that the two people must still be hiding in the space.

He looked at Xiao Wei calmly, then turned and left as if nothing had happened.

As soon as he left the city, Jiang Jiyuan quickly called his uncle, informed him of the situation, and reminded him to pay more attention to safety. He guessed that Lin Zonglu might have already known about it, and his people would be there soon.

He also told him that he and Oda would not go back, and that they would meet at the river near the east of the city.

After Jiang Wenming hung up the phone, he turned around and looked inside the house thoughtfully.

After a little hesitation, he stepped in.

Inside the house, Lin Weizhao was leisurely sipping tea. When he saw Jiang Wenming come in, he smiled slightly as a greeting.

Jiang Wenming walked over to sit down opposite Lin Weizhao, then said with a half-smile, "Master Lin, let's chat about a few cents!"

This sentence made Lin Weizhao a little confused. He couldn't help but frown and look at Jiang Wenming in confusion.

He wondered to himself: What exactly does "chatting for a couple of cents" mean? Does it mean I need to pay to talk to them? Wouldn't that mean I'd owe them a lot of money?

Not only Lin Weizhao, but even Zhao Qin, who was sitting next to him and refilling tea for the master, was stunned.

He also didn't understand what "chatting for a couple of cents" meant, and even subconsciously touched his pocket to see if there was enough money in it so that the master could chat with others.

Jiang Wenming sat steadily opposite Lin Weizhao and said to him with a smile: "Old man, do you know that the fake Lin Weizhao in the city is dead, and your nephew Lin Zongjie has already learned the truth of the matter."

"I think your son will soon learn the news. So, you can go home tomorrow at the latest, and we should also set off for home."

Lin Weizhao slowly put down the tea bowl in his hand, looked at Jiang Wenming thoughtfully, and asked, "Are you leaving and going home?"

Jiang Wenming drummed his fingers on the table and replied, "Yes, old man, we are not from here. You know, we came south to escape disaster. Now that the Japanese have been defeated and evacuated, it's time for us to go home."

"Master Lin, we are so far apart now, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to meet again. But we saved your life, so you must thank us!"

Lin Weizhao naturally understood what Jiang Wenming meant, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

He said vigilantly: "Little brother, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. If you want money, just tell me the amount and I will send Zhao Qin back to get it."

Jiang Wenming quickly shook his head and explained with a smile: "Master Lin, you have misunderstood!"

"In this world, even if you have money, you still need to have the life to spend it! You are so rich, if you hadn't met us, who would have owned that money in the future? So, money is not the most important thing to us."

Lin Weizhao knew very well that in this turbulent and chaotic world, without extraordinary abilities and powerful military force, even if one had a lot of wealth, he would not be able to ensure his own safety.

He suddenly thought of something, stood up abruptly, and said in a firm tone: "I, Lin Weizhao, have always been clear about gratitude and resentment. I will personally repay the favors I owe. My son and son-in-law are both brave and fearless fighters against the Japanese pirates. They will definitely not..."

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Wenming interrupted him, as if he knew what he was thinking.

Jiang Wenming smiled and waved his hand, saying, "You're old, and you think too much. If we were the Japanese spies, how could we have saved you? So, stop imagining things. We just want you to do two things for us."

Seeing this, Lin Weizhao quickly assured him, "As long as it's not treasonous and immoral, I, Lin, will do my best to accomplish both of these tasks for you."

Hearing this, Jiang Wenming's smile grew even brighter. He said with a smile, "Words alone won't do. Let's write it down in black and white. That way, if we have any difficulties in the future, we can legitimately ask you, Master Lin, for help."

Zhao Qin stood up and glanced around, looking for pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He seemed to have brought the pen and ink that the master liked when he came, but he didn't seem to have brought any paper.

Jiang Wenming reached into his bag, took out a pen and a notebook, and placed them on the table in front of Mr. Lin.

Zhao Qin stopped when he saw the paper and pen. He looked at Jiang Wenming in surprise, as if he had not expected the other party to be so well prepared.

Jiang Wenming smiled and said to Zhao Qin, "This is the pen and notebook I usually use. You can use them to write."

Lin Weizhao glanced at Jiang Wenming, then sat down, picked up a pen, and began to write in the notebook.

After a while, Lin Weizhao finished writing what he needed to write.

He put down his pen and carefully checked his handwriting. After confirming that it was correct, he took out his private seal and ring from his pocket, dipped them in ink, and printed them on the paper respectively.

Jiang Wenming watched quietly as Master Lin completed all this. When he saw him leave marks with his private seal and ring, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

After finishing all this, Jiang Wenming reached out and took the paper, carefully putting it into his bag.

Then, he said to Master Lin, "When the time comes, just let Master Lin take responsibility. I hope I won't need this reward. If we need it, it will definitely be because we are in trouble and need Master Lin's help."

Lin Weizhao nodded, indicating that he understood what Jiang Wenming meant.

He said, "Then I, Lin, wish you a safe journey. We will meet again if we are lucky enough!"

Jiang Wenming also nodded and responded, "Then we also hope that the old man can live a long life!"

After hearing what Jiang Wenming said, Lin Weizhao was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

He understood the meaning of this sentence. Jiang Wenming's thoughts were written on his face. Only if he stayed alive could he fulfill his promise to them.

Jiang Wenming bowed and turned to walk outside, but he did not leave immediately. He had to wait until Lin Weizhao was safely taken away before he could leave, otherwise the promise he had just received would be in vain.

At lunch time, Jiang Wenming saw a group of national army troops coming on horseback.

"That person is Lin Zonglu. I have to take a picture and show it to Xiaoyun." After saying that, he took a picture with the camera.

Jiang Jiyun, whom he was talking about, had just left the space when he met someone who shouldn't be here.