Too Many Overseas Registrations: Is the Country Barring Me from Entry?

“Lin Yi, you're surrounded! Raise your hands and surrender immediately!” “I repeat...” At Yincheng International Airport, the moment an international flight touched down, a fully armed special police unit swarmed in. Snipers took position overhead, police lights flashed, and they swiftly hauled away a young man dressed like a student. Not long afterward, in the interrogation room. The police officer looked at the files sent over from various countries, his expression grave. “You incited fighting in several parts of Black Africa, then took advantage of the chaos to sell the South's best-selling product from the last century, made in the land of Uncle Sam?” Lin Yi nodded. “Those are just allegations on file. There's no evidence, so I can't admit to anything.” Officer: “You're also the mastermind behind the Mafia, and even the president bows down to you?” Lin Yi: “No, he was giving me a gentleman's bow. He just added a kneeling motion.” Officer: “You're also suspected of hacking the CIA multiple times, and you said hacking the CIA was just like going home?” Lin Yi: “No, don't make things up. When I go home, I need to take out my keys and unlock the door. I don't need to do that to hack the CIA.” The officer looked at the mountain of files from various countries beside him, a vein throbbing in his forehead. “There are too many allegations against you overseas, so your entry into the country is temporarily restricted. Leave Jiuzhou as soon as possible.” Lin Yi: “Uh, if I'm left homeless, I guess I'll have to found a country abroad...”