Campbell noticed that Penelope's curiosity had been piqued as she leaned forward and gazed at the monitor with intensity. “What, do you recognize this man?”
“Yes and no. If I didn't know better, I would say that was Jiro in his youth,” she explained.
Huh? She must have seen some old illustrations of Yamamoto in his earlier days. She certainly isn't young enough to have known him in his youth. He put the comment aside for further reflection, since Jiro didn't seem the type to retain many historical reflections of himself.
Campbell scrolled down through Tojo's history. It read that Tojo had been sentenced to death five years earlier on two counts of first degree murder of two undercover d**g enforcement agents.
“Oh, now I remember this case,” Campbell said. “I remember thinking Tojo shou
