Fortunately, the cash in "Baron"'s pocket was sufficient. After paying, Gu Ji quickly opened the door and got out of the car, randomly choosing a direction and quickly disappearing into the crowd.
Only after the taxi left.
He walked out from behind the tree trunk and followed the map's indication towards the Arthur Tennis Court.
Today, it's Friday morning in the United States.
Most young professionals and students are either at work or school, yet the park is still incredibly crowded, filled with older folks, tourists from around the world, and the most nurous of all, US Open tennis fans.
There are now less than two hours until the tournant begins, and many are already waiting nearby to enter early.
Gu Ji first surveyed his surroundings.
Since this is a park's plaza, the terrain is very open. If pursued or engaged in a firefight, it would be difficult for him to quickly shake off the police or enemies in a short amount of ti.
Luckily, this is New York's second-largest forest park, where the surrounding greenery is well-maintained. Dense shrubs and dawn redwoods would provide natural cover, allowing him to quickly dash into the Flushing Subway Station or commandeer a car from the main road to escape.
Approaching the venue.
Larger crowds gather here, with nurous fans purchasing rchandise and food in sponsor stores and shops. So are participating in pre-match activities, experiencing tennis, and taking photos.
Gu Ji walked up the stairs alongside the shops, noticing that the stairs leading to the playing field were guarded by two well-built security personnel.
The audience in the live stream could naturally hear the noisy sounds of the playing field:
[What's that noisy commotion?!]
[Strear, can you turn on the cara to show us where you are?]
[Flushing Park has many venues, maybe he entered one of them!]
[Could it be a tennis court? It seems there's a US Open match today!]
[No matter where, strear, quickly tell those around to leave!]
[Wouldn't shouting expose his location now?]
...
Almost three thousand people are now watching in the live stream room, and so Arican exchange students or locals are familiar with the main venue at the US Open.
But this also reminded Gu Ji of one thing: there isn't much ti left.
He left the shop's passage, planning to see if there were any side doors or windows around the venue he could sneak through, when unexpectedly, he spotted a middle-aged male janitor coming out from the employee passage to use the restroom.
Gu Ji pulled down his hat brim and followed.
He intended to knock the janitor out, wear his clothes, and sneak in, but unexpectedly, this guy hung his jacket on top of the door seemingly due to the heat.
He imdiately snatched and put it on.
"Fuck! Who took my clothes? Mr. Willie? Please, don't joke around with ; I'm taking a dump!"
The male janitor's angry voice ca from behind the door.
But Gu Ji had already dashed out of the restroom, planning to slip in through the employee passage, only to be blocked by the security personnel at the door:
"Who are you? Why are you only wearing a jacket?"
"Sorry, I fell on the road and got my pants dirty. Mr. Willie sent to help!"
Gu Ji pretended to be anxious while adjusting the jacket and moving inside.
The security seed to recognize Mr. Willie too, and, hearing it was an introduction by an acquaintance, didn't think much of it.
Once inside the arena, looking at the gigantic bowl-shaped stadium, surrounded by towering stands several stories high, and a central green lawn, atop which lay a layer of blue plastic tennis court.
At the very top hung a white sunshade, with a giant display screen on each side.
"The venue is so big; where do you even look for a bomb..."
[Art Requires Brutality: Ta-da-da, you've only got 20 minutes before your location is exposed~]
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