"There are not many people in Hell's Kitchen who dare to break into Kingpin's territory at night, so your actions were very suspicious."
Daredevil was always facing Mathison as he was speaking, which was very peculiar.
His eyes were covered with a band all the time. Although he can't see, no matter where Mathison moves, Daredevil's face would follow him around, not any different from a person with healthy sight.
"Is that the reason you just attacked me?"
Daredevil did not speak; it was a silent reply showing that he agrees with what he said.
Mathison lost his temper for a moment there; how could this man be able to scare others with such peace of mind and then treat them as if nothing had happened?
Would he not even utter a word of apology?
Initially, and from the very beginning, Daredevil was being passive-aggressive.
So, superheroes are creatures that are essentially no different from the supervillains, each with an ego.
"I've heard of you, Hell's Kitchen's Daredevil, and I also know that you and Kingpin have a deep hatred towards each other."
Mathison did not want to waste time with this guy. Since Daredevil did not come for him, he must send him away.
"Listen, I'm also here this time for the Kingpin, so we are not enemies this time. Technically, we are considered on the same team."
Daredevil was indifferent to Mathison's words, and no one could know whether he believed them or not. But at least, Mathison could feel that the blind lawyer in front of him was less hostile to him.
"I believe you."
Daredevil suddenly said. This sentence was so sudden that Mathison couldn't understand the situation for a while.
"Your heartbeat tells me that you are not a bad person. So, I believe you … then, maybe we can join forces against Kingpin!"
Mathison was confused, Daredevil's straightforwardness put him in shock.
"You don't live in Hell's Kitchen, so it is difficult for you to imagine the horrors Kingpin causes. Although the strength of your heartbeat is far stronger than normal, which means that your strength is also far above average, I guess this may be your reliance to deal with Kingpin."
Daredevil started talking to himself again, and he acted very confidently as if he had already seen everything through Mathison.
"But it's impossible to defeat Kingpin with this alone, it's difficult to deal with his right-hand, Bullseye."
Mathison was thinking of turning him down and walking away, but he soon realized that the presence of Daredevil might be the key to muddying the waters.
The charity hall on the 21st floor of the Wilson Building could only hold three thousand people, and after excluding a few guests, the people present there were almost all Kingpin's gang.
Fisk is not the same as his previous opponents. He is unlikely to allow the police to enter the garrison. Maybe he would allow them to the first floor of the main hall or the square to stay in, but never the interior of the building. It holds all Kingpin's secrets; It would be a foolish move to let the police deep in.
So the people George brought with him will most likely be cooped up around the Wilson building.
As long as it is out of the building's range, Kingpin would not dare to take action.
But the situation inside the building is really not a favorable situation for Mathison. But with Daredevil to attract attention, it is different.
But before that, Mathison needs first to make sure that Daredevil can really be trusted, so as to make sure that he can deal with things properly.
He vaguely remembered that he did not know which comic cited the story of Daredevil and Kingpin joining forces.
"Daredevil, do you know who I am? Or are you not interested at all?"
Mathison unfolded his cape, his confident elegance and nobility were spontaneously emitted. Although the guy in front of him is blind, this doesn't decrease any of Kid's qualities!
"I'm … Phantom Kid!"
"Phantom Kid?"
After hearing this name, Daredevil obviously froze for a few seconds, a good half a moment before remembering that some time ago when listening to the news, there is said that Gotham seems to have come out of a grand theft called Phantom Kid.
"Oh, so it's you, the modern age Robin Hood, I've heard some of your deeds. Although theft is against the law, what difference does it make to us vigilantes who try to fight crime?"
Matt was a senior law student, the top student in his department. Only few superheroes can understand the contradictions of the law better than him.
On the one hand, he respects the law as the only creed that binds him. On the other hand, he knows that the law can never stop the wealthy and powerful sinners, so he has to wear a mask to hide in the night, upholding justice.
There was a sigh of relief on Daredevil's face.
"You, a thief who has never harmed anyone, is countless times kinder than a guy I know who doesn't take human life seriously. I consider that guy a friend, by the way, so how could I say no to joining forces with you against a truly evil person?"
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An hour and a half later, Mathison returned home silently.
Charlie had fallen asleep on the couch, and there was no sign that an outsider had entered.
It seems that no one suspects him in Gotham anymore.
Eventually, Daredevil agreed to help Mathison attract the attention of Kingpin. He also agreed for Mathison to take the Dresden Green Diamond with him, but Matt also mentioned a condition, that is: after stealing the diamond, Mathison has to use it to help people, rather than greedily taking it for himself.
This was fine with Mathison, and that's what he had in mind.
Anonymously donating it to a museum or sending it to the police would be the stupidest thing to do, because Kingpin would have used every legal means to get it back into his hands.
Daredevil's sudden gesture of goodwill felt unreal to Mathison.
Even if it is true that according to Matt, his heartbeat makes him believe that he is not a bad guy, it is not enough for him to fight beside a stranger.
Could it be that the hatred between Kingpin and Daredevil has reached the deepest level?
Mathison can only use this explanation.
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On the other hand, in a mediocre pen store in New York, Bob wore a pair of glasses, and his whole figure looked harmless and naive, without any sign of his sharpness and shrewdness when he was an agent.
Suddenly, a telephone rang, but the sound did not come from the store's phone, but from the office room next door.
Bob's eyes twitched, he immediately closed the store's door before walking into the office room to answer the phone.
"Bob."
A smile appeared on Bob's face as the familiar voice came.
"George, have you finally found time to contact me, you busy old classmate?", Bob said jokingly.
George and Bob used to be close friends who attended the same school, only after graduation the two chose different positions.
But this does not affect the personal friendship between the two, otherwise, George, who is the police chief, would not be able to pull his face to ask for help from the CIA in any case.
"You are calling my personal phone at this late hour, what's the matter?"
After the jokes, it was time to get down to business.
"I'm sorry, I know you have plans to retire now and shouldn't bother you, but I have an urgent need for your help right now.
George said rather apologetically.
"After all, you are the only person I know who has come into contact with Phantom Kid …"