Luke's keen sense of smell kicked in and he quickly found a medical kit in the house. He opened it and saw that the items were quite complete.
He then placed the person on the floor onto a long table and placed two table lamps crosswise, which barely served as an operating table.
Twenty minutes later, he stopped what he was doing and said, "Mr. Black Mask, now that the wound has been treated, you don't have to pretend to be unconscious anymore. Well, maybe you want me to be called "New York Batman"? "
The person at the table remained standing motionless.
Luke sighed: "After all, I just saved you. Are you sure you want to show off your acting skills to me like this?"
The man in black at the table finally turned his head and whispered, "Who are you? How did you find me?"
Luke shrugged. "I saw you coming ashore from the small pier. You've become very famous here recently. I just followed you to see you and didn't touch your mask, so you don't have to care who I am."
The man in black was silent for a moment: "Then there must be a name, right?"
Luke: "You can call me puncher."
Man in black: "Why did you save me?"
Luke crossed his arms and said, "As a basic courtesy, shouldn't you give me a name? I can't always call you Black Mask or the New York Batman, right?"
The man in black was speechless for a moment, and after a moment he said: "You can call me daredevil!"
Luke chuckled. "It really complements you. You are really a fool and a daredevil to come out and do justice with a black hood on."
Daredevil frowned, "Have you seen me before?"
Luke suddenly laughed: "Daredevil, your ears are indeed very sensitive, but please don't use them on me. It is not a good habit to pry into other people's privacy."
Daredevil's lips moved slightly, but he didn't know what to say.
"No need to deny it." Luke continued, "With your whole face covered, no one can guess that you are blind."
Daredevil remained silent.
"If I were you, I would first make a helmet and add two lenses to hide the fact that you are blind. By the way, I would make the enemy think that you are fighting with your eyes." Luke suggested.
Daredevil was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but say: "I'm not a tailor, I can't make a helmet myself."
Luke chuckled, "What about your clothes? Wearing such ordinary clothes, your height and figure cannot be concealed. Your true identity will be easily exposed. In this respect, you are really not as good as Batman."
Daredevil once again heard the name "Batman", a name that he had repeatedly associated with himself, and couldn't help but say: "I'm not Batman, and I don't do these things to imitate him."
Luke tilted his head: "Of course. Your imitation level is not even as good as those Batman cosplayers."
After a pause, he continued, "Since you are not an imitator, then get yourself a set of exclusive equipment. This will help you hide yourself better and distinguish yourself from the real Batman."
Daredevil was speechless.
The equipment used by Batman has been taken out and analyzed countless times by many newspapers and magazines.
He is not an engineering student, so he can't really compare with Batman in this regard.
Luke packed up the medical kit and put it aside. He walked to the window and looked at the Hudson River outside. "Tell me, why would a blind man want to be a vigilante? Is it because his hearing is better than that of ordinary people?"
Daredevil said nothing.
Luke didn't look back. "Although you are blind, you are still very talented. In addition to your extraordinary agility and strength, your hearing and sense of smell are also very sharp. I told you not to use hearing to pry into privacy, so you use your sense of smell instead. Are you trying to remember my scent so that you can find me more easily in the future?"
Daredevil's body stiffened, and he suddenly felt like a child caught doing something bad.
Luke turned around, walked back to him and looked down at him: "This world is not as simple as you think, and you are not the only person with super powers in New York. If you want to live longer as a vigilante, you should learn more from Batman."
Daredevil frowned, "I am me, not anyone else."
"I'm teaching you to be cautious." Luke continued to attack him: "In the future, you may not only have to face gang forces. If one day, those agencies that are tracking Batman are interested in you, then within a few days, information including your true identity will appear on their desks."
Looking at Daredevil who fell silent again, Luke raised the corner of his mouth and casually pulled the blanket from the sofa next to him and threw it over: "That's all I have to say. I wish you a good dream tonight!" Then he started to leave.
Daredevil finally couldn't help but say, "Wait."
Luke: “Hmm?”
"What is your purpose in coming to New York?" Daredevil still asked this question.
Luke chuckled: "New York is neither yours nor mine. Boy, enjoy your last leisure time. You will be very busy in the future. Maybe we will meet again then."
After saying this, he did not stay any longer and quickly disappeared at the door.
Daredevil gritted his teeth and propped himself up, but after a moment he resigned himself to his fate and lay back down.
If that boxer really wanted to kill him, he would have had countless opportunities to do so.
The fact that he is still alive now only proves that he didn't mean that.
Daredevil was losing a lot of blood at this moment, feeling dizzy and exhausted. He barely managed to cover himself with the blanket and fell into a coma.
Luke changed his equipment in the stairwell, walked out of the small building, turned his head to look at the window on the third floor, smiled and shook his head, then flew away.
After meeting Selina a hundred meters away, the two went home together.
Selina asked curiously, "That Daredevil has great hearing and sense of smell?"
Luke: "That's basically it. That's why I didn't let you get close to him, in case this new neighbor finds out about our "little hobby"."
Selina: "You were close to him just now, so nothing will go wrong, right?"
Luke chuckled. "If I dare to get close to him, will he be unprepared? Remember to finish the work well, otherwise you will be easily found like this Daredevil."
Selina frowned, "We will definitely meet him at night again in the future. There will be the same risk of being exposed, right?"
Luke: "I will modify your armor after we get back and try to solve this problem. This new neighbor should rest for a few days to recover from his injury. We have time."
Selina hummed, and suddenly sighed: "New York is more exaggerated than Los Angeles. We have only been here for a few days, and we have encountered all these strange people and things."
"There will be more cases like this tonight, so don't be careless." Luke gave her a heads-up in advance.
In the next few years, there will be an endless stream of players from both sides who will continue to cause trouble in New York. At that time, these strange people and things will appear in front of them like a supermarket having a 90% off sale.
Just thinking about that kind of day made him feel... a little excited!