So, things should...wait, no, where does it start...wait, wait! What's going on?
Question mark, question mark, question mark.
Court's brain fell into a temporary state of panic and couldn't function. What on earth was going on?
It was so unexpected, shocking and shocking that Court's heart almost burst, his vision was blurred, and he couldn't react at all for a moment.
Take a deep breath.
Take a deep breath!
Court forced himself to calm down. Although his heart was still pounding against his chest, the fresh oxygen allowed his brain to slowly start to work again:
If it is Gawain who is in this car, then where is Dimitrov? In the first car?
But why?
Why did Gawain and Dimitrov play such a trick?
One possibility is that the real explosion point is hidden in Gawain's villa, and maybe Dimitrov's third party is inside now.
One possibility is that the person in the first car was indeed Dimitrov. He did not come to the airport, but went to have a private meeting with a third party.
Vaguely, Court realized that things should not be that simple. Behind the intricate context, there must be more possibilities; moreover, these two possibilities seemed to have loopholes and illogical logic. He should calm down and sort it out slowly.
.
The problem is that there is no time and no patience——
The brain is almost exploding.
Thinking of this, Court couldn't help but continue to sort out his thoughts, seize a possibility, trust his intuition, and act immediately.
First car.
No matter what the answer is, he now has two choices, either to return to the villa or to find the first car. After thinking about it, Court chose the latter.
He rushed towards his car and saw a ticket stuck on the wiper. He cursed in frustration, but he didn't care anymore. He pulled off the ticket and got into the driver's seat, throwing it away.
Get into the passenger seat, start the engine, drive away, and disappear into the vast sea of cars leaving the airport.
…
"Gawain, what did you just say to that paparazzi? Why did he immediately panic?" Tobias followed Gawain with curiosity on his face.
Paparazzi are known for their persistent stalking. They are like leeches. Once they get on someone, it will take some blood to get rid of them.
But what happened today?
Even though Tobias thinks he knows enough about Gawain, he still finds surprises again and again, like an infinite treasure.
Gao Wen raised his eyebrows slightly, "Paparazzi? I told him, welcome to the world of tennis."
What?
Tobias blinked, but did not realize the power of this sentence. Could it be a deformation of "Welcome to Hollywood"?
So, what’s the point? Is the tennis world some kind of hellish shura? Why do the paparazzi act like they’ve seen a ghost?
As he was talking, a traveler came up to him with a smile on his face and said, "Gaowen, today's Australian Open final was really exciting. Congratulations on reaching the top in Melbourne Park."
It's a fan!
Compared with last year's upset victory at the US Open, Gawain's awareness has indeed risen to a higher level, and fans can also be seen in daily life.
Although he is not surrounded like a Hollywood star, he can still be recognized.
Gao Wen expressed his gratitude cordially and politely, signed the suitcase for the other party, and finally took a group photo.
This small action directly triggered the excitement of several other nearby fans. They gained the courage to come up one by one and take photos with Gao Wen.
After a slight delay of ten minutes in the departure hall, Tobias and Gawain headed to the VIP lounge together——
Gao Wen's flight is in the afternoon, and it's not time to check in yet, so we can only wait in the lounge.
After settling in, Tobias went to the counter first to check in for Dimitrov. When he was waiting for him to return to the lounge, Dimitrov had already arrived.
"...It was completely unexpected." Dimitrov's mood seemed a little brighter, and he was describing it to Gawain vividly.
Tobias' nervous heartstrings relaxed a little, and he asked, "Judging from your expression, everything should go well?"
Dimitrov nodded and smiled, "It went completely smoothly. There were no problems during the whole journey. Arrival at the terminal was also very smooth."
"From beginning to end, I didn't see a single paparazzi, but how did Gawain do it?"
Dimitrov was not in the first car, nor in the second car.
The driver of the first car was actually Gao Wen’s villa housekeeper.
Usually, he is mainly responsible for cleaning, keeping furniture, and ensuring that everything is running normally when Gao Wen is not at home. If Gao Hongli and Jiang Yanyun want to come to Los Angeles for vacation, they can come at any time.
Today, he was entrusted with another task, responsible for driving away and inducing the tiger to leave the mountain.
But Gawain knew that the paparazzi were suspicious by nature and might not be easily fooled; or maybe after catching up with the first car, he immediately realized that he had been shot falsely, so he got a second car.
Tobias and Gawain personally take part in the battle.
Gawain even wore Dimitrov's shirt just to confuse the audience.
Finally, Dimitrov waited some more time at home and took a taxi to the airport.
Of course, there is also a possibility that the paparazzi who left earlier came back and accidentally blocked Dimitrov. This is why he chose a taxi. As long as he enters Santa Monica Boulevard, the taxi can disappear into the city.
In the midst of thousands of traffic, it serves as the final insurance.
As a result, as Dimitrov said, the journey was smooth, no one paid attention to Dimitrov at all, and things couldn't be simpler.
That compartment——
Huchi, wheeze.
Court gasped for air, opened the car door, and looked at the familiar villa in front of him. His eyes were full of shock. What's going on with this crazy wall-breaking route?
After leaving the airport, Court used his personal connections to contact two other fellow travelers who were following the car, and exchanged messages for messages to locate the first car.
Then, after a lot of trouble driving around the city, he finally caught up with the progress and was far behind Gawain's car.
finally!
As long as you keep up, you won't lose it.
Court stretched his neck and looked over from a distance, and his brain that finally recovered started to work again——
Why does he always feel that something is not right?
But my brain hasn't started functioning yet, and my throat is already on fire. Now I finally have time to drink water.
Gudu.
Before he could swallow the first drop of water in his throat, he saw Gawain's car turning into a familiar neighborhood and turning into the driveway.
Ahem.
Ahem!
Court was choked directly. Looking at the familiar scenes around him, he couldn't stop coughing at all——
Back...back?
After they circled every corner of Los Angeles, they actually returned to the starting point?
In front of me is Gawain's villa.
Court almost choked to death on that spit, so "Gawain" drove out early in the morning just to go for a ride and walk the dog?
Excuse me, can he use bad words? They were just walked around in a circle and worked around all morning, and no one took care of them?