Phantom Kid in the American Comic World
63. The Wilson Charitable Foundation

As he looked at the card, George immediately rushed to the window and opened it to take a look.

In the end, there was nothing to see.

"Phantom Kid, I didn't expect you to come to New York ..."

Chief George took the card from outside the window and thought hard.

After setting a sufficient distance from the NYPD, Mathison rushes to the Hell's Kitchen district on Manhattan Island, New York's crime haven.

In this part of New York, crime rates are about the same as Gotham's East Side.

Slums, red light districts, dirt, and gang fights ...

This is the inherent view that all New Yorkers have of Hell's Kitchen.

But it happens to be a chaotic place that attracts the attention of a rich man.

This tycoon is not only rich, but also very loving. He even set up a charitable foundation in Hell's Kitchen.

Moreover, this charitable foundation was established smoothly, and no gangster dared to come to his door to make trouble.

Not only that, the gangsters in Hell's Kitchen also took part in an unprecedented fundraiser.

It was almost like a dream.

There is a suspicion that the foundation is only using charity as a guise, but behind the scenes, it is actually doing something shady. This has led to the New York Police Department and even the FBI conducting investigations.

The end result is that all charitable activities are real and legally legitimate. The ruthless and evil gang boss actually donated the money, and the money really helped a lot of poor and orphaned people.

So far, this charitable foundation has gained notoriety, and the rich criminals who founded this charity became heroes, even being known as the kindest people in the United States. 

Not only that, many evil gangsters were touched by this movement and joined them.

This is the legendary story of the Wilson Charity Foundation.

His name is Wilson Fisk.

But ... It's just the shallow bright side!

In an elaborate underground society, Fisk was known as Kingpin, and he was a worthy emperor of the underworld.

Many people tend to compare Penguins to Kingpins.

But in reality, there may not be a big difference in intelligence between the two, but Kingpin's ambition far surpasses what Penguins can match.

He wanted to create a real underground state, rather than remain a chaotic little gangster.

Therefore, all the charity work Kingpin did was right, and he did not care about faking such things.

However, this small and harmless activity was nothing compared to the dark transactions under Kingpin's control.

But anyone who knows the deepest layers behind the Wilson Charitable Foundation will end up miserable.

Gembong did not persecute anyone, yet no one dared to talk about his deeds, afraid that he would kill them at any time.

However, there were often quite a few people in the world, no matter how great of a danger they might face, as long as they saw the ravages of crime, they would explode with an overwhelming sense of justice.

Obviously, they are just another irrelevant person, but they have a need to do justice and fight for it.

   In Hell's Kitchen, there is a lesser-known blind lawyer whose income is barely enough to guarantee that he will not starve to death.

After all, the profession of lawyer is very difficult to play a role in the gang territory.

Moreover, this lawyer refused to defend the gangsters, his decision made his life even more difficult.

However, poverty does not overthrow him, it arouses his fighting spirit and makes him more hostile to gangsters.

Because his lawyer's name is Matt Murdock.

He has another familiar name, Daredevil. The masked man who has been active in Hell's Kitchen all year long eliminates many small gangs all by himself.

Tonight, Matt, as usual, disguises himself as Daredevil and walks among the dark streets of Hell's Kitchen.

Even if Matt is a blind man, he has superhuman senses. His sense of smell, touch, taste, and hearing is ten times that of an ordinary human.

He could even feel the air flow.

"This change in airflow, is there something flying in the sky?"

”Can't be a plane, otherwise the airflow change wouldn't be so small, wouldn't it be a bird? No, this is also impossible.”

"Only a few birds are active in Hell's Kitchen, and they have not affected airflow so far."

"That's human!"

Soon, Matt locked the answer.

"The flight height is very low, no more than thirty meters, it should be a glider."

"The spirit is ... The Wilson Charity Foundation!"

Matt frowned, this fellow did not sleep in the middle of the night and came to Hell's Kitchen to play with his slide while heading to Kingpin's headquarters?

Matt knew full well the problem when he 'looked at it'!

”Bullseye will not do these boring things. Does Kingpin accept new minions?”

Gliding in the sky, Mathison is unaware at this moment that she is being tracked by Daredevil.

He was even suspected of being one of Kingpin's henchmen.

Mathison first flies a few laps around the Wilson Charity Foundation building at regular intervals.

The lensed glasses have a telescope function, so the exterior surveillance system of the entire building is clearly mapped out by Mathison.

Then, he had just landed on the roof of the building.

There was only one elevator leading from the roof to the inside of the building, but there was a surveillance camera inside the elevator.

“It would be better if I could come to log in during the day and just pretend to be anyone to blend in.”

Mathison looked up at the roof when this thought came to her.

”In a building with a structure like this, there should be a ventilation duct on the roof, but I do not see it here.”

Mathison walked up to the edge of the roof, put her head down to peek, and then began to turn to the edge of the roof.

Since there is nothing on the roof, ventilation ducts should be installed on the walls of the building.

"Finded him!"

Finally, after taking a look, Mathison managed to find a vent.

Soundlessly releasing the iron grille, Mathison drilled into the ventilation pipe in reverse with a light body.

Instantly, a strong smell of rust entered Mathison's nostrils.

“Yeah, how many years has it been since this place was cleaned and cared for?”

After all, there is nothing better to do than clean the ventilation ducts!

His white robe was stained with a lot of rust and dust.

“Of course bringing a set of clothes here is not enough to wear.”

Mathison couldn't help but spit.

Resisting her stomachache, Mathison crawled into the building bit by bit along the ventilation ducts.

At the same time, he observed the internal structure of the Wilson Building through various vents.

On the other hand, Matt at the same time also hid in the nearby Wilson Building, trying to see if he could get information.