D2G hangs up the phone and gets into his homemade trucker van, which is frankensteined together from several golf carts and an entire box of bar mitzvah party favors. D2G heads over to the WCL, and gets out of his van before heading into the bright orange building.
"Hey, some guy I owe a favor said to meet him here, do you know where I can find Cybr?" D2G asks, which seems to confuse the orange-wearing individual across from D2G.
"This is the Windsor Clementine Legislature, I think you might have come to the wrong place." says Windsor Clementine, before using his Stand, Citrus Remix, to synthesize an orange into his hand. "Care for an orange?"
"Ah, damn, sorry for the trouble. I'll just be on my way." D2G apologizes, before getting back into his van. Already running late for his meeting, D2G is more than a little bit upset when he gets caught in traffic on the way to the World Crime League. D2G pulls out his rocket launcher and uses it to blast several cars out of the way, and then slams the gas pedal, arriving at the World Crime League in just a few minutes. D2G gets out of his vehicle and sweeps the car debris off of his clothes before heading inside, where Cybr tells him to come upstairs. D2G heads upstairs, and Cybr gives him the information he'd prepared while D2G was on his way, as well as a bow tie with a hidden camera in it. Gollard Quay looks in dismay at the wreck of his car, and vows to seek out the perpetrator. D2G receives a briefing from Cybr, which states that D2G's mission is to go to the supposed location of Shapersky Bridge and take as many pictures as possible, and possibly even attempt to bring the bridge back if it is truly gone. After receiving his mission, D2G heads back into his van and starts the long and arduous journey to the Greater Minneapolan Area, his reckless driving habits making the journey somewhat less arduous, but a lot more illegal. D2G notices some red and blue lights flashing behind him on the long and barren desert road, and realizes that he must have unintentionally drawn the attention of the police. Cybr also takes note of this, and remotely deploys somebody else to commit a more urgent crime, causing the pursuing officers veer off course and head towards the other crime instead. Gollard Quay takes his folding bike out of the wrecked trunk of his car and puts the chicken in the portable oven before pedaling in the direction the police car was going. D2G notices Gollard in his rearview mirror and slams on the gas to go even faster, though the vehicle's weak engine can't exactly do all that much. Gollard pedals harder, allowing for him to catch up to D2G with relative ease. D2G leans out the side of his van and calls out to Gollard. "You lost, little man? There's hardly room for two people on this road!"
"You scuffed my Ford fiestus! By the time I'm finished with you, this chicken will be done!" Gollard shouts, keeping up his pace of pedaling.
"Ah, damn, real sorry about that. Unfortunately, I have somewhere to be, so I can't exactly slow down to deal with you. The Greater Minneapolan Area is just six miles away!" D2G responds. Gollard jumps his bike on top of D2G's van and starts furiously pounding on the roof, causing cheap plastic glasses to start disconnecting from the shoddy construction and falling down onto D2G, who takes his hands off the wheel to shield his helmet from being dirtied by these glasses. Gollard makes sure to secure his bike, and then proceeds to tear through the right side of the roof and drop directly into the passenger seat. "Ah, damn, what you've just done is rather inconvenient."
"You stopped me from getting to MY destination on time, so I thought I'd return the favor." remarks Gollard. D2G attempts to shake Gollard out of the vehicle by abruptly veering left and right, but the vehicle isn't moving nearly fast enough for this to be effective, and doing it just puts the whole van at risk of tipping over. Gollard pulls out a sawed-off croquet mallet and attempts to smash D2G's fingers with it, forcing him to let go of the steering wheel again. The mallet slams into the steering wheel, causing it to spin uncontrollably and send the trucker van completely off the road. "Satisfied with yourself, asshole?"
"Ah, damn, that's a real shame. Not enough to stop me, though!" D2G scrambles out the door and starts running down the road on foot, which proves to actually be faster than his trucker van was taking him. Gollard detaches his bike from the roof and starts pedaling after D2G, gaining rapidly on him. D2G drops his rocket launcher and several paper hats to ease the burden he's carrying and gain more speed, but his relatively low stamina starts taking its toll on him, while Gollard tirelessly keeps up his pace despite having an oven strapped to his bike. D2G keeps pushing himself further, as he has almost reached the event horizon of the Greater Minneapolan Area, from which Gollard shields his eyes as he bikes towards D2G. D2G realizes that in order to gain enough speed to reach the event horizon in time, he'll have to ditch his custom-made irreplaceable helmet that he's had since childhood. "Ah, damn. This is far from the ideal way for this scenario to play out." D2G says, but ditches the helmet anyways, making a blood oath to pick it up on his way back. By dropping this weight, D2G is able to just barely make it across the event horizon before Gollard can reach him. Gollard chooses the phone a friend option to help him cross the event horizon despite being banned from entering Minneapolis, and his call is redirected several times until he is put through to ordering a rocket helmet off of gbay with same-day shipping. D2G starts walking towards the site of the bridge, which is also the site of the plane crash, at a slow and leisurely pace to recover stamina, and reaches the location in just five hours. At this same time, Gollard receives his package from a delivery man, as well as a sizable slab of raw marble. D2G begins exploring the area, looking around for the specific location that he was supposed to take a picture from.