Yan Feifan waited until nearly ten o'clock at night for Wang Chuan to finally emerge from the private room.
He suppressed his urgency, got into the car with Wang Chuan, and waited until they had driven some distance before asking, "Chief, how did it go?"
"What did they say?"
Wang Chuan, who was driving, glanced at Yan Feifan's concerned face, and a warmth spread through his chest. He said softly, "I told them everything."
"They said they need to conduct a further investigation and verify the details, and they told me not to go to the police station to turn myself in just yet."
Yan Feifan asked anxiously, "Didn't they say anything else?"
Wang Chuan gave a faint smile. "They also said that if everything I told them is true and I haven't hidden anything, then I won't be in too much trouble."
"However, it requires Xinyi, in the United States, to actively cooperate with the investigation, provide relevant information, and work with them."
