Closing the net and winning the award

Daisy didn't know that the director had labeled her as a reckless death-defying heroine, and she was still waiting for his decision.

"The operation will take place tomorrow, I'lI will send someone to protect Miss Johnson." Director George valued her to some extent.

Daisy didn't hold high hopes for the New York Police officers who had been playing minor roles. She made a request, "Could you give me a gun permit? Having a gun could also help me protect myself."

For the New York Police Department director, this was a small matter, and he readily agreed.

He instructed that the gun permit would be sent to her within a week, and she was granted special permission to carry a gun in the meantime.

The next day, Daisy didn't use any protection; she hid in the shadows and observed.

This wasn't like capturing Spider-Man; Spider-Man didn't kill people. Director George could comfortably sit in the police car and show his presence.

Even the laundry detergent sellers were ruthless, and Director George directly oversaw the situation from the rear, claiming it was command and coordination.

The police force from the West and Midtown of Hell's Kitchen wasn't mobilised. The black police officer who reported important leads also took a leave to rest at home. The director called officers from other districts – five hundred officers, distributed around the target area, awaiting action.

The night arrived quickly, and the blind man transporting laundry detergent stumbled out again.

"Take him down!" Director George ordered loudly.

A blind man facing two aggressive police officers had no resistance. They searched his bag and found three bags of genuine "laundry detergent."

The evidence was clear and irrefutable. Director George breathed a sigh of relief and ordered, "Full assault!"

The snipers were the first to take out the guards at the entrance, and the remaining officers kicked open the door and stormed in.

The interior space was vast, and in their line of sight were six rows of over a hundred Chinese men and women standing in front of three metal tables. They had numb expressions as they sorted, weighed, and packaged the laundry detergent. Gang members with automatic weapons monitored them from the surroundings.

The footsteps of the officers alarmed the guards. They appeared to be well-trained and opened fire directly at the entrance.

Gunshots of "bang, bang" resounded one after another. Officers were occasionally hit and fell to the ground. However, as the main force entered, the gang members were systematically killed.

The thunderous sound of gunfire startled the blind men. They panicked, running around like headless flies.

The officers worked hard to maintain order. They separated a group to escort the blind men to safety, while another group began to clear the remaining gang members.

Director George had control over the entire New York Police Department, and the forces were ample. Simultaneously, he opened three fronts. Madame Gao's manufacturing factory and two subordinate sales locations were all dismantled.

Over seven thousand pounds of "laundry detergent" were found at the scene. In the three battlefields combined, they killed or captured over a hundred and thirty gang members.

Regrettably, Madame Gao was still on the run. However, as cowardly as she was, a few gang members revealed her name, and with the cooperation of the police sketch artist, a semi-accurate portrait was drawn.

A citywide manhunt! Regardless of how much money the officers lower down took from the gang, no matter the dealings between the gentlemen senators and the gang, in public, they needed to maintain their image. Everyone clamoured for the arrest of the mastermind.

The rescue of over a hundred blind people at the scene caused a sensation in the media. Few were born blind; most had been made blind through forced administration of drugs or direct eye damage.

This outrageously brutal incident was reported extensively in the media, and discussions about advocating for vulnerable groups and eliminating racial discrimination resurfaced.

A large number of blind, mute, and deaf individuals were discovered by the citizens.

Even now, without the existence of the Daredevil, Matt Murdock, who was still studying law at university, was bewildered by the enthusiasm of his fellow students and instructors.

The blind old man from the Hand that had been hiding in New York, preparing to declare war on them, was also discovered by concerned citizens. The old man was initially startled when a crowd surrounded him, almost drawing his knife. Only later did he realise he had overreacted. He was sent to a nursing home amidst the commotion, where people came daily to inquire about him. It took him a full five days to seize an opportunity when no one was around and escape on his own.

°°°

Half a month later, Daisy saw Director George again.

"This is your gun permit, and the mastermind is still on the run. So be careful. However, only I know your name, so rest assured. Also, this is the reward from the New York Police Department for you, a hundred thousand dollars." Director George handed her the gun permit and a bank card.

The middle-aged man seemed a bit embarrassed, as if he felt guilty for letting the mastermind escape.

Daisy wasn't particularly dissatisfied with this. It would only be a fantasy for the New York Police Department to be able to defeat the Hand. Madame Gao, the old thief, was overly cautious. This was both a strength and a weakness. The four hundred years had drained her of her courage, and the slightest disturbance would disrupt her judgment. Unless she was fully prepared, she wouldn't return to New York.

After a pleasant dinner at the director's house, Daisy bid farewell and returned home.

On her way back, Angela, who was always well-informed, called her and informed her of an unexpected development.

"The school hasn't been demolished?" Daisy was a bit surprised.

Angela said, "I heard that the Union Allied Construction's funding chain collapsed, so they paid a penalty fee this afternoon, and now they're undergoing asset liquidation."

There was no need to transfer schools anymore, and Angela was quite pleased. Daisy, on the other hand, was taken aback.

What funding chain collapsed? Clearly, it was because of that old lady Gao fleeing. The entire city was searching for her, and the gangs were all lying low. In the past few years, no one had paid any attention to Hell's Kitchen. The course of history had taken a turn, returning to its initial state.

Several school board members awaiting compensation for demolition were probably weeping in despair by now. Daisy thought with a hint of malice.

She had no intention of returning to school unless those teachers could teach her how to use her shockwave ability.

With some spare money on hand, she naturally needed to invest and start a business to avoid tight financial situations.

Originally, real estate investment and waiting for the Union Allied Construction's demolition would have been a good plan. Unfortunately, these guys were disgracefully cowering. Buying houses at this time was pure foolishness. According to Daisy's analysis, even in this world, there would be a subprime mortgage crisis, probably next year, 2007.

Buying property at this time would make someone a fool.

She could only do something that required some brainpower, like starting a company!

Although she didn't possess the hacking mindset of her predecessor, she had a forward-thinking vision and solid foundational knowledge.

A project came to mind quickly.

Big Data Analytics !

The theory of big data wouldn't be introduced until 2008, and its practical application would take another two years.

This thing isn't difficult to do. The key is in that idea, and people with normal intelligence understand it as soon as they hear it.

Through meticulous and stringent data analysis, all kinds of data are processed.

The entire process is rough and brutal, with not much technical complexity. You just need to write a set of algorithms to mechanically collect, analyse, and process information.

Daisy got things done as soon as she decided. She submitted a leave of absence application to the school and busily made arrangements.

In commemoration of her predecessor, the company was named the "Skye Data Analytics, Ltd."