You'd better not move

Tang Zong told them the truth. my cousin. Uh, you might not understand what Zhenzhen said. His mother is my aunt.

The other party asked around, and Tang Zong saw that half an hour had passed.

"Excuse me, are you done asking?" he asked impatiently.

The African American policeman nodded,"Oh, of course it's over, Yingluo."

"Then, can we leave now?" Tang Zong's patience was running out.

"Where are you guys going?"

"I'm going to the airport to return home."

The black police officer, Cha, shrugged. Sir, I'm afraid you can't go back to your country for a while. This case may require your cooperation in the investigation, so you can't leave Hanhan.

Tang Zong's expression turned cold. The thing that he hated the most had finally come. He had patiently answered all those questions just now because he didn't want to stay here any longer. Yet, these bastards told him that he couldn't leave?