World map, a plane flew from New York to Xiangjiang; then the plane's icon disappeared, the train icon appeared on the screen, heading towards the north, drawing a red track on the map.

The map and the real picture are stacked together, and the train icons overlap with the real train. The map and the train icons gradually fade away, and the real picture appears in front of the audience. A roaring green train follows the railway tracks and moves forward on the vast earth.

The camera cut into the train, and the carriage was filled with passengers. The electric fans on the walls were whispering, making the noisy carriage even more noisy. Zhang Chunru sat on the hard bed with her bag in her arms, looking very haggard and a little aggrieved, like a bullied child.

The camera cuts to Nanjing Station, the train drives from the left to the screen, and then slowly stops. Panoramic view, Zhang Chunru drags her luggage off the train, and looks curiously at everything around her. Panoramic view, Zhang Chunru is surrounded by people, and they walk forward along the platform. Zhang Chunru in the crowd looks a little lonely and helpless.

The camera cuts out of the station, Zhang Chunru stopped a taxi on the side of the road, and then told the driver in half-baked Chinese to go to the Xiyuan Hotel of Nanjing University. The car started slowly and then walked along the street through Nanjing city. The car stopped, and Zhang Chunru opened the door and got out of the car.

The camera cuts into the corridor of Xiyuan Hotel, with a large panoramic view. Zhang Chunru drags her suitcase and walks slowly towards the camera. Just as Zhang Chunru walked to the camera, about to pass by the camera, the camera turned and aims at Zhang Chunru's back. Zhang Chunru stopped in front of a door, opened the door with the key, and walked into the room. The camera cuts into the room, Zhang Chunru put down her luggage and opened the curtains. She sat on the bed, took a deep breath, and then fell on the bed. The camera cuts out the window, and the sky is blue outside, and the sun is spraying with fierce light.

A knock on the door sounded, and Zhang Chunru, wearing a large flower low-cut evening dress, put the dress on and opened the door. Three middle-aged people walked in and told Zhang Chunru that they were Yang Xiaming, Sun Zhaiwei, and Professor Wang Weixing, who would help Zhang Chunru's trip to Nanjing.

The three professors asked Zhang Chunru, is Zhang Chunru here? Zhang Chunru smiled and told them that I am Zhang Chunru. The three professors were very surprised. They thought that "American writer" Zhang Chunru should be a middle-aged man, but they didn't expect to be a young girl, just like a college student! The three of them looked at each other, feeling that we were wasting time.

Wang Weixing asked Zhang Chunru: "Why did you write this book?"

Zhang Chunru said very seriously: "**The massacre of Jews is well-known all over the world, but in the United States, in the West, no one knows the facts of the Nanjing Massacre. As a descendant of a Chinese, it is my responsibility to write it out."

The three professors were moved by this, and the information brought by Zhang Chunru even dispelled their distrust. Zhang Chunru brought a photo clip of "Weiterin's Diary", which was the first time that the domestic academic community knew about the existence of "Weiterin's Diary". She copied more than 1,000 pages of information about the trial of the Far East Military Court in the American Library, and these materials have been lost in China.

Zhang Chunru briefly described the purpose of coming to Nanjing this time and put forward specific requirements: First, interview survivors of the Nanjing Massacre; second, inspect the massacre location and the houses where foreigners lived in that year; third, collect and translate Chinese archives.

The three professors divided the work, Wang Weixing collected and organized the information, Yang Xiaming served as the translator, and Sun Zhaiwei also found Duan Yueping, deputy director of the Memorial Hall of the Deadly Fellows. She knew the addresses of the survivors, and Zhang Chunru interviewed the survivors when she came forward.

The camera switches, Zhang Chunru is accompanied by Sun Zhaiwei, Duan Yueping and Yang Xiaming to the scene of the massacre that year. In front of the Yijiangmen Monument, Zhang Chunru stood there quietly, falling into deep thought, and sweat soaked her hair and T-shirt; at the same time, the scenes of the movie superimposed the scenes of the massacre that year. The Japanese army used machine guns to shoot violently at the crowd, and the Chinese fell one after another, and the wail echoed on the desolate river bank...

Next, Zhang Chunru and his friends went to Zhongshan Wharf, Coal Port, and Caoshe Gorge...

Every time he went, Zhang Chunru would stop and put himself in the situation when the massacre occurred; and through the superimposed pictures, the audience also saw how the Japanese army slaughtered the Chinese crazily.

The camera cut back to Xiyuan Hotel, and it was pitch black outside the window. Zhang Chunru stood in front of a map of Nanjing in 1937, staring at the map, marking it on the map: "10,000 people were killed in Jiangdong Gate; 50,000 people were killed in Yanzi Cliff; 57,000 people were killed in the straw sandals; 3,000 people were in the coal lane; 9,000 people were torpedo camp; 10,000 people were at Zhongshan Wharf..."

Needless to say, the Chinese and Chinese journalists, the American journalists and audiences on the scene were shocked by the strings of numbers. Zhang Chunru's voice was not loud, but the numbers she read were like a hammer, hitting everyone's hearts, making the audience's hearts tighten into a ball and sink continuously.

Zhang Chunru walked to the table, sat on the chair, took a deep breath, and then stared at the notebook in a daze.

The camera switched, and Zhang Chunru walked into the Suiyuan Campus of Nanjing Normal University accompanied by Yang Xiaming. Yang Xiaming told Zhang Chunru that the former site of Jinnu University was here and those buildings were well preserved.

The campus of Nanjing Normal University is surrounded by trees, covering the sky and the sun. It is full of classical buildings like flying eaves and cliffs, dotted among the green trees and full of the smell of Jiangnan. The audience in front of the screen was surprised to see the large lawn in the movie, as well as the central building, science building, art building and other buildings intact. The ancient buildings stand quietly, as if silently telling everything that has passed.

Zhang Chunru walked to the door of the Art Building and gently pushed open the door. As soon as the door was pushed open, the audience was slightly stunned. Weiterin and Cheng Ruifang, who were talking in the room, suddenly looked at the camera, as if they saw the audience in front of the screen. However, the audience immediately reacted. The moment the door was pushed open, time returned to 1937.

When the camera switched, a little boy panted and said, "Miss Hua! Miss Hua! The Japanese devils are here! There are many people in them! There may be hundreds of people! Go and have a look!"

When Weiterin heard this, her face appeared with a look of sorrow and hurried out to the building. Cheng Ruifang called the child who was delivering the letter and asked him to run to the central building and the dormitory building, and told the staff about the arrival of the Japanese soldiers. He asked them to make sure that the young women and girls did not show up and did not make noise. The child went immediately. Cheng Ruifang also walked in the building and quickly chased Weiterin.

Shortly after Weiterin walked out of the building, he saw a Zhongzuo leading a group of Japanese soldiers. Weiterin asked them to enter the office and asked the servant to pour tea. Cheng Ruifang looked through the window and saw more than 100 Japanese soldiers entering the campus, and whispered to Weiterin: "There are many of their people on the campus now."

As soon as these soldiers sat down, the fat-faced Nakazo introduced himself that he was the deputy director of the logistics department of the 6th Division commanded by Tanisuo. Nakazo said that they needed Weiterin and his cooperation. The translator was a fat man in his forties and helped him translate, and the other three officers drank tea. Weiterin said: "If your requirements are reasonable, I am willing to help you."

Nakazo smiled and continued, "We intend to strengthen discipline among the soldiers. Since capturing Nanjing, our troops have become unruly for a short time, mainly because the Imperial Army lost many brothers in the battle of Purple Mountain, so they cannot control the revenge. Now, they have calmed down and it is time to establish order and achieve peace in the city. We will restore the entertainment industry, so that some women are needed."

As soon as the translator finished translating his words, Weitlin said firmly: "We don't have that kind of woman here."

"According to our information, there are some prostitutes in your refugee camp." Nakasa continued, "We are here to recruit them and will also issue them licenses so that they can earn money to support themselves while entertaining men."

Weitlin said: "I didn't find any prostitutes among the refugees."

"We can easily recognize them, you don't have to worry about this. Also, don't you think this is the most effective way to protect a good woman like this?" Nakazo looked at Weiterin and said in a threatening tone, "Our soldiers are all young and strong guys, and they need women to help them relax. Without women, it would be difficult for us to ensure your safety."

After the translation of Zhongzo's words, the translator paused for a moment and looked at Weiterin and said, "Miss Weiterin, this is an order, and the argument is futile."

Wei Telin didn't know what to do. Can Japanese people really see the difference between prostitutes and good women? What if they chose the wrong person? And they might deliberately choose beautiful good girls! Wei Telin looked at Cheng Ruifang inquiry, but Cheng Ruifang didn't say anything, and she didn't know what to do.

Weitlin hesitated for a while and said with difficulty: "I don't know how you can see who did that kind of job in the past."

When Nakazo heard this, he knew that Weiterin had surrendered and laughed proudly: "Don't worry about that. We have great experience in this area, and we can see that they are very accurate."

Weitlin said: "But I have a condition that those women must voluntarily return to their old careers."

Nakasa smiled and said, "Of course, in addition to that, they can also get good rewards."

Weitlin sighed and said, "If so, you can find them."

Suddenly, a scream of a female recognition came from outside, and then there were shouts everywhere. Weiterin and the audience realized that just as they were talking, the Japanese soldiers had already entered the campus to catch people! At the same time, they also realized that the Zhongzuo deliberately dragged Weiterin here so that his men could catch people.

Weitlin stood up and walked quickly to the window and looked out. The Japanese soldiers outside were dragging some young girls away. The ones who were dragged away were all good-looking and relatively beautiful. Many girls were crying, shouting for help, desperately trying to break free, but two or three Japanese soldiers dragged them, and they couldn't break free at all.

A pretty girl hugged the front leg of the stone lion in front of the art building, screaming and refused to let go. A Japanese soldier punched her twice in the stomach, letting her go, and then dragging him away. A little girl with two brushes chasing them and shouting "Sister! Sister", but two older women pulled her away. The audience recognized that the girl was Meilan, and that little girl was her sister Meiru.

Weiterin shivered all over and turned around and shouted at Zhongzo, "This is a kidnapping! I want to go to your boss to protest."

Nakasa smiled contemptuously: "It's up to you." As he said that, he waved his head, waved his sheepskin gloves, and walked out of the office arrogantly, and his men followed him away.

Weiterin fell into the chair and cried: "God, what did I do! I shouldn't have let them pick women. How could I be so stupid?"

"They started arresting people before you agreed." Cheng Ruifang cried and comforted, "Even if you don't allow it, they will still arrest people. It's not your fault."
Chapter completed!