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Chapter 17 - Closing the net and winning the Prize!

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Daisy didn't know that the police chief had labeled her as a doomed heroine. She was still waiting for his decision.

"Tomorrow, we'll take action, and I'll send someone to protect you Miss Johnson," Police Chief George showed some concern for her.

Daisy, who had little hope for the New York police, who were always in the background and had a mortality rate of three deaths per episode, made a request: "Can I have a gun license? Having a gun in hand can help me protect myself."

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

He promised to send her the gun license a week later, and during these days, she was granted special permission to carry a gun.

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

This is not like when catching Spider-Man in the movie; Spider-Man does not kill, Mr. Police Chief could sit in his patrol car and show his presence.

Those selling drugs were ruthless people. Mr. Police Chief directly commanded from the rear, which is called command and dispatch.

The police force in the western Midtown Hell's Kitchen was not used. Brett, who reported important clues, also took leave to rest at home. The chief called in people from other districts, five hundred officers were distributed around the target, waiting for action.

Night quickly fell, and the blind man transporting laundry detergent came out again, staggering along.

"Get him!" Chief George ordered loudly.

A blind man facing two aggressive officers had no resistance at all. They searched his bag and found three bags of authentic "washing powders".

The evidence was conclusive, and the chief breathed a sigh of relief, ordering, "Full attack!"

Snipers took out the guards at the entrance, and the remaining officers kicked open the door and stormed in.

The interior space was large, with six rows of people in sight, more than a hundred Chinese men and women standing in front of three metal tables. They looked numb as they performed cleaning, weighing, packaging, and other tasks. Other gang members with automatic weapons monitored them from the surroundings.

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

Bang! Bang!

The sound of gunshots echoed continuously. Officers were occasionally shot and fell to the ground, but as the large force entered, gang members were systematically killed.

The thunderous gunfire alarmed the blind people, and they panicked, running around like headless flies.

The officers worked hard to maintain order, with some guiding blind people to escape, while others began clearing the remaining gang members.

Director George controlled the entire New York Police Department and had ample resources. At the same time, he opened three fronts: Madame Gao's manufacturing factory and two subordinate sales points were all taken down.

Over seven thousand pounds of drugs were found at the scene, and more than one hundred and thirty gang members were captured or killed in the three battlefields.

Unfortunately, Madame Gao escaped, leaving no trace at the scene.

However, there are always some soft spots. A few gang members confessed her name, and with the cooperation of the police sketch artist, a portrait with about seventy to eighty percent similarity was drawn.

Wanted throughout the city! Regardless of how much bribery the officers below took or what deals the officials and the gang had, in public, they had to maintain their image. Everyone was clamoring to capture the mastermind.

The rescue of more than 100 blind people at the scene caused a media frenzy. Among them, very few were born blind; most had been fed drugs or had their eyeballs directly damaged later in life.

Such a brutal and hair-raising incident, extensively covered by the media, led to a resurgence of calls for attention to vulnerable groups and the elimination of racial discrimination.

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

Currently not yet Daredevil, Matt Murdock, studying law at the university, found himself confused by the enthusiasm of his fellow students and teachers.

The blind old man with a stick, who was hiding in New York and preparing to declare war on the Hand, was also discovered by eager citizens. At first, startled by the crowd surrounding him, the old man almost pulled out his knife. Later, he realized he was just thinking too much and was sent to a nursing home amidst the commotion. People visited him every day for warmth, and it took the old man five days to seize the opportunity and escape on his own.

Daisy met Police Chief George again half a month later.

"Here's your gun license. The leader of the operation 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," Police Chief George handed her the gun license and a bank card.

The middle-aged man seemed a bit embarrassed, feeling guilty for letting the mastermind escape.

Daisy, on the other hand, had no complaints. If the New York Police Department could defeat the Hand, that would be a miracle. An old thief like Madame Gao was too cautious. This is both an advantage and a disadvantage. Four hundred years had already worn out her courage; any slight disturbance would interfere with her judgment. Without being fully prepared, she wouldn't return to New York.

After enjoying a pleasant dinner at the chief's house, she bid farewell and headed home.

On her way home, Angela, who was always well-informed, called and told her about an unexpected development.

"The school isn't being demolished?" Daisy was a little surprised.

Angela explained, "I heard that the capital chain of Union Allied Construction collapsed, so they paid the liquidated damages this afternoon, and now they're undergoing asset liquidation."

No need to transfer schools and Angela was quite happy. Daisy, on the other hand, was a bit stunned.

What do you mean the capital chain is broken? Obviously, it was Madame Gao running away, triggering a citywide manhunt. The gangs were scared stiff and retreated. In the past few years, no one had bothered with Hell's Kitchen, and the historical process took a turn, returning to its initial state.

A few school directors who are waiting for demolition compensation must be crying their hearts out now, right? she thought maliciously.

She didn't plan to return to school unless those teachers could teach her how to use her vibrational abilities.

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

Originally, investing in real estate and waiting for the Union Allied Construction to demolish would have been a good idea. Unfortunately, those guys shamelessly shrank back. At this point, buying a house would be stupid. According to Daisy's analysis, this world was also heading towards a subprime mortgage crisis, likely next year, 2007.

At this time, hoarding houses is just spending stupid money.

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

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

A project quickly came to her mind.

Big data analytics!

The theory of big data wouldn't be proposed until 2008, with concrete applications still a couple of years away.

The execution of this concept wasn't particularly challenging; the key lay in the idea, something that a person with normal intelligence could understand instantly.

The idea was to conduct meticulous and stringent data analysis on various datasets.

The entire process was savage and crude, with not much technical complexity. All that was needed was to develop an algorithm and mechanically collect, analyze, and process information.

Daisy, decisive as ever, promptly submitted a leave of absence request to the school and began organizing things herself.

To honor her predecessor, she named the company "Skye Data Analytics Co., Ltd."

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