Schiller returned to the apartment again, and he could clearly feel someone following him. The vision improvement brought by spider sensing allowed him to see someone looking at him across the apartment building.

The apartment building opposite is full glass structure, with a small pane inside that reflects differently from other places, so Schillerming felt it keenly.

He chose to open a clinic in Hell's Kitchen, not to be aimless. After several days of observation, he had basically figured out the daily routines of residents in the apartment building.

Most of the people who live here are office workers and elite gold-collar workers. Most of them are single, their working hours are very regular, and their circle of friends is also very fixed.

It is really easy for agents to find flaws when living in such a group of people.

But Hell Kitchen is different. Although it is the largest slum gang gathering place in Manhattan, New York and even the United States, it has a large population density, a large flow of people, and a large number of strangers. Moreover, the nesting and entrenching of gangs of all sizes is the most suitable place for outsiders like Schiller who are determined to take advantage of the waters.

Although life in a high-end apartment is comfortable, it may not be as free as Hell's Kitchen. Schiller believes that if he stays in that apartment for a few more days, his neighbors will have at least four or five agents who have become SHIELD, and there will be all kinds of people who can't tell where they come from. They will try every means to get close to him and get some information. It may be his own or Stark's. This is how SHIELD does things, so they won't care whether you need privacy or not.

The Hell Kitchen is slightly different from Gotham. Although Hell Kitchen is numerous gangsters of all sizes, its danger is even worse than Gotham.

There are more poor people, gambling men and addicts there, no scarecrows and clowns, no big villain who is called the number one,

Most of the people there are still ordinary people. Although guns and drugs are rampant, the victims are more ordinary people than special people with superpowers.

Schiller intends to use it as his first stronghold at Marvel.

Stark's work efficiency was very high. Not long after, he found a way to incite some lawmakers to allocate a hospital quota and put it into Hell's Kitchen.

Some lawmakers took this opportunity to hype their kindness. They claimed that New York would not give up on any people, but they never expected the hospital to be opened. You know, it is the kitchen of hell. Even the devil will be cooked when he goes.

Where to open a hospital? Don't make any joke. Unless the hospital can be built like a concentration camp, it is best to pile tanks and cannons at the door, and the doctors and nurses inside are all carrying machine guns. Maybe there is still some hope, otherwise all the medicines there will be snatched up overnight.

But no matter how the MPs disbelief and how numb the people of Hell Kitchen were, a small psychological clinic was established in Hell Kitchen.

As the most famous and largest slum in Manhattan, the eight blocks here are just a synonym.

In fact, this place is much wider than the eight blocks. Dozens of streets of all sizes are complicated, with about hundreds of gangs intertwined here.

Some people say that the boss of Hell Kitchen is Jin Bing, but in fact it is not the case. In fact, Jinbing's business scope is far beyond Hell Kitchen. There is a criminal industry chain in the entire eastern United States and even the East Coast.

His business is spread all over the United States. Hell's Kitchen may involve some of his drug and smuggling products, but he actually does not live here, nor does he keep an eye on it all the time.

Daredevil, born in Hell's Kitchen, is his mortal enemy, but they hardly put the battlefield in Hell's Kitchen. The little Spider who had fought with Jin Gong several times was just an ignorant high school student at this time.

Jin Bing's ambitions are far more than the unification of Hell's Kitchen. He doesn't care about the chaos that arises in the Hell's Kitchen. Because there are various fires, robberies, kidnappings, fights and missing population cases every day, and it's nothing to cause storms.

Therefore, when Jin, far away in San Francisco, heard that there were several of his subordinates in the Hell Kitchen in Manhattan, who were crazy about gaining and losing their hearts, he only felt that they were taking too much drugs and did not take them seriously.

But in Hell's Kitchen, a terrible saying gradually spread: they heard that in the psychological clinic opened in the Nine-Tail Lane at the end of Mary Street, there was a terrible strange doctor living in the psychological clinic. All the gang members who came to collect protection fees or blackmail from him, soon all ran out in horror and went crazy afterwards.

At the beginning of this incident, several famous gang bosses did not believe in evil and had led their men in. But not long after, they seemed to have encountered some monster. They began to fight with the air, struggle, scream, run away, cry, and feel like they were possessed by some ghost.

This incident caused quite a stir, and almost all of Mary Street was heard of, and rumors spread quickly.

One passes to ten, ten passes to hundreds. Everyone has heard that the Ninth Tail Alley must not be visited. There is a terrible curse that will make you see the most feared thing in your heart, and in the end you will be scared and crazy.

Later, Schiller, who lived there, began to go out for activities. Everyone heard that he was the owner of the clinic living in Nine Tail Lane. People realized that it was not actually a ghost, but a strange psychologist.

According to Schiller's explanation, the group of gangsters did too much thanks to their worries, so he just gave them some friendly psychological counseling.

As for why they are crazy about gains and losses? Perhaps it is because evil will be punished.

It is their consensus that the people in Hell's Kitchen will believe what he said. Only whenever the people living here will the evil ones get good rewards.

No one born in Hell's Kitchen feels guilty. It is normal to commit crime here, and criminals are the majority of people here, guilty? What kind of conscience do you expect a person who has been selling guns, drugs, fighting, threatening blackmail and gambling since he was a teenager? How could such a person feel guilty? He is so guilty that he is crazy?

Everyone who heard about this thought Schiller was a black magician, so he could curse those people.

As for Schiller, he would not explain. The fear gas brought by DC is indeed very useful. Although it is only the original version, it is still very effective against some ordinary people who have no supernatural powers.

When he found out that he could travel between the two worlds by holding things in his hands and carrying things outside his body, he had the idea of ​​committing a fuck.

Although the power systems of Marvel and DC are different, there are really many things that can be sold to each other, and of course there are many things that can be exchanged against the enemies of both sides.

For example, if Schiller used fear gas in Gotham, once this news spread and Jonathan saw the symptoms of those patients, he would definitely think that this was his fear gas.

But at Marvel, how could Jonathan know about Marvel's situation? Schiller naturally didn't have to pay any copyright fees.

Since this terrifying rumor spread, there will be almost no gangsters coming to cause trouble for Schiller.

Of course, the consequence of getting along with this group of criminals is that a superhero comes to the door.

On a slightly cold night in Manhattan, Schiller had just made a cup of hot coffee. He closed the clinic doors and locked them, preparing to finish his day's fishing work, have a good night's sleep, and continue to harass Stark tomorrow.

Just as he put the coffee cup on the table, he heard a crisp sound from the door, and then he turned around and in the dim light he saw a tall man in a red tights standing outside the door.

Schiller turned around and picked up the coffee cup and said, "You seem to be a little late, Mr. Daredevil."

"Do you know me, Doctor?" said Daredevil.

"Of course I know you, Daredevil. You are famous in Hell's Kitchen," Schiller said.

"But you seem to have just been here for a while." said Daredevil.

"But I'm more familiar with your other identity, Lawyer Matt."

Daredevil was obviously shocked. He didn't know how Schiller saw his true identity.

Before Schiller could ask, he said, "You have achieved remarkable results at Columbia University and have gone well after graduation. Not only have you become a good lawyer, but you also seem to have opened your own law firm. Matt, can you tell me why you became Daredevil? Isn't the pride in upholding justice that the lawyer brings you enough?"

"Lawyer, uphold justice..." Daredevil snorted coldly, and he said: "Maybe you will think so, yes, most people think so. They think lawyers should speak up and defend vulnerable groups, but in fact..."

"Actually? Do you think lawyers shouldn't do this?"

"Of course, I mean..."

"You think you can't do it as a lawyer? So you want to take another way, but can you do it as a lawyer? Can you do it with a ridiculous tights and a mask?"

Daredevil said angrily: "My decision has nothing to do with you!"

"Do you know? Your tone just now sounded very much like a little boy in a rebellious period," Schiller said.

Daredevil realized that from the beginning of his entry, he fell into Schiller's language trap. The rhythm of the conversation was led by him, not only revealing his true identity, but also touching his inner sensitivity. He took a deep breath, calmed down and said, "I have to admit that you are a good psychologist and are good at using some tricks in the conversation. But I still have to ask, who are you? What is the purpose of coming to Hell's Kitchen? Why are those people crazy?"

"You have too many questions, and I can only answer one tonight. Obviously, I have been working for a day and I am already very tired. You can't disturb my rest. After all, I'm not a gang member and I'm not a lawless person." Schiller said.

"But you've got those gang members crazy."

"You have no evidence."

"The police only need evidence."

"Do you think you are nobler than the police?"

"Don't go around with me anymore," said Daredevil.

"If you listen carefully to me, you will know where I came from and how you know your identity."

Daredevil felt a headache. He didn't like to deal with these cunning opponents, which made him always have to keep a high concentration. Due to the shock in his heart just now, he could no longer remember the conversation he had with Schiller when he first arrived. If he wanted him to recall it, his mind was blank.

But if he couldn't answer, he would seem stupid, so he remained silent.

"It seems you have forgotten our conversation a minute ago. I really don't know. If you become a superhero, you can't even have a good memory." Schiller mocked.

Daredevil was secretly annoyed, and he vowed to remember every word Schiller said.

"Two years ago, I taught at Columbia University. I saw a list of outstanding graduates, with your name, Matt. And when I was filling out the graduation whereabouts, you said you would open a law firm, and it was also in Kansas. Although I am a psychology professor, I know your former teacher. He talked to me about it and you did realize your dream."

"Don't change the subject, what I want to know is, how do you know that Daredevil is Matt?"

"You may not remember that when you first started walking on this road, you were wearing the black and yellow clothes your father wore during the competition. After I came to Hell's Kitchen, I went to see the underground boxing competition. Coincidentally, the boss there seemed to have never changed the style of the clothes worn by the boxer in order to save costs."

"I understand that Daredevil may have been born here, and he must have something to do with the underground black market boxers. After investigation, the gang members you killed are related to your father's death. If you find out your father's identity, it is naturally not difficult to know yours."

"Why are you investigating me? Are you guilty?" Matt asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that if you want to rent a house, you have to know who the landlord here is and what it is doing. It's better to deal with him well."

"I'm not a landlord here." Daredevil snorted coldly.

"Oh, is it? Then it seems that I have found the wrong person and I should go to find Jin Bing. But I seem to have become enemies with him. I vaguely remember that among the gang members who came to visit me, some mentioned that his boss was Jin Bing."

"Kim Bing? Do you have news about Kim Bing?"

"Think of it. Just as I pay the rent for you, I heard one of his subordinates say that their boss is already impatient with a boy named Daredevil. He plans to find someone to kill you, the fly, so you'd better be careful recently."

Finally, Daredevil hurried back to his residence.

It was not until he went back that he realized that none of his purpose tonight had been achieved.

He neither found out who Schiller was nor warned him to be more at ease, nor did he find out whether he had anything to do with the gangsters.

I don't know what method he used to drive those people crazy.
Chapter completed!