57 White Tiger Amulet

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Daisy couldn't understand why Hill asked such a thing after watching a movie. After some thought, she said, "You're overthinking it. If it's someone I know, I'd be upset; if it's someone I don't know, at most, I'd express my sympathy."

She continued before Hill could ask more, "You're thinking too much. Let me ask you instead: if our director and I fell into the water together, whom would you save first?"

Hill obviously didn't know this reference, looking puzzled. Her light blue eyes turned a few times, seemingly contemplating some special meaning.

Daisy added, "We both can't swim."

After some comparison, Hill seemed to come to a conclusion, "Then I should save you. We are friends. Besides, I assume the director also has alternative means of escape, and your ability to save yourself is not that strong..."

To this, Daisy could only make a facepalm expression. Sure enough, there was a generation gap when it came to culture!

Nevertheless, she continued with a twist, "So your question just now was inappropriate. Agents have their own methods, even if they climb electric fences, it won't be as reckless as in the movies. As for ordinary people, why would they climb electric fences for no reason? They would automatically stay away from danger. And we, who are trained for dangerous situations, have professional skills. Your concerns are unnecessary."

Hill thought for a moment, seemingly finding some logic in her words.

Daisy quickly redirected her attention to the movie. The plot was extremely tight, and soon Hill was immersed in the storyline as well.

It wasn't until the end of the movie that she breathed a sigh of relief.

"The film is good. As an ordinary person, there really aren't many ways to deal with dinosaurs. If they had some professional skills, they could set traps, and then..."

Hill went on and on about her ideas for hunting dinosaurs.

Daisy was speechless for a while. Was this why movies didn't resonate well with agents? They felt dinosaurs were too weak!

Although the agents did not buy it, the public liked the movie. With positive word of mouth and high screening rates, the box office began to show an upward trend.

After entering sage mode after a stress-relieving session with Hill, Daisy realized something. She had always focused on those high-end enhancements, but many street-level heroes were not weak. Their opportunities could be utilized by herself.

Unfortunately, many opportunities were like hitting the jackpot, involving radiation, chemical erosion, biochemical experiments, and so on. She could only choose those without luck factors, which wouldn't hinder her future development.

Deciding to act on it, after careful consideration, Daisy picked up the phone and called the Puerto Rico Police Department.

Initially, she traveled through time to find an underground temple. Later, it was for promoting a movie. Now, this was her third time contacting the Puerto Rican police.

Through a phone call with the local director, she casually mentioned her FBI number, and the tone on the other end immediately became respectful, and she was now an acquaintance.

Speaking in Spanish and engaging in some small talk with the chief, she casually asked, "Do you have a person named Hector Ayala over there?"

There was a slight hesitation on the other end. The chief instructed someone to check, and ten minutes later, a young man's information was faxed to Daisy.

Thanking the chief for his help, she carefully examined the information.

Hector Ayala was currently just a young man from Puerto Rico studying in the United States. Local police records showed that he was in the process of completing immigration procedures, so the police data was very comprehensive.

Home address, family relationships, social security number, driver's license, and medical records—all presented before her eyes.

'It should be this guy,' Daisy had some impression of this man. He was the first-generation White Tiger, becoming a street-level hero by chance after picking up the White Tiger amulet. Unfortunately, his fate wasn't favorable; he was shot to death outside the courthouse.

After his death, the amulet passed to his niece, becoming the second-generation White Tiger. This female hero also met a tragic end, killed by the Lady Bullseye in the original timeline. Yes, she was killed by the maid next to Daisy.

This amulet could be used right away. Removing it would make the abilities disappear, with virtually no side effects.

According to police records, Hector Ayala was already in New York, currently studying at Empire State University. Daisy estimated that his time of picking up the White Tiger amulet was approaching.

She began searching for information about the original owner of the amulet on the internet. This part of her memory was very vague; in her previous life, she knew about these ancient comics but couldn't remember the names.

The name of the first-generation White Tiger has been confirmed several times, but these corner characters didn't leave much of an impression.

Daisy only remembered that the amulet was initially in a team called Sons of the Tiger, consisting of a Chinese that held a tiger head, an African and a Caucasian holding a tiger claw each, forming a hero team.

Using big data analysis and Hector as a breakthrough point, she studied his activities, narrowed down the range, and then compared them based on the skin colors of chinese, white, and black individuals. Finally, she found the targets.

Asian named Lin Sun, a white man named Bob Diamond, and a black man named Abe Brown—these three entered her field of vision.

To just grab or wait? Daisy chose to wait; since they would discard the amulet themselves, there was no need for her to act as the villain.

The White Tiger amulet originated from the East, probably Kunlun and Daisy still had respect for the East. She didn't want to make her own image too ugly.

She didn't have to wait long for the trio because the conflicts between Lin Sun and Bob had been escalating due to a woman.

Finally, one night a week later, there was a total outbreak.

Bob, unable to endure any longer, engaged in a fistfight with Lin Sun.

Abe tries to mediate, and the woman is panicking. Watching from the shadows, Daisy couldn't help but sigh. The strength of this trio was quite mediocre; calling them street-level heroes was an overstatement. In actual combat, they were just slightly better than foot soldiers, just slightly.

All three together were no match for Daisy.

Maybe combining the tiger head and tiger claws would make them more formidable? Daisy thought for a while. If it were just this level in front of her, there was really no need to seize it. But even if she couldn't use them, she could give it to Hill. She patiently waited.

The brawl below was noisy. In the end, the three parted ways. Although Lin Sun embraced the beauty, the small team was a thing of the past, and both the tiger head and tiger claws were discarded on the roadside in a garbage can as they went their separate ways.

Daisy jumped out from her hiding spot, and generously picked up the amulet. The golden tiger's head looked vivid, and the tiger's claws were exceptionally sharp. The craftsmanship of the original creators must have been exquisite.

Someone moved not far away—likely Hector Ayala, attracted by the commotion. Daisy leaped, grabbed the railing of the second floor, flipped over from the other side, and disappeared into the night.

Back at her residence, she took out the amulet and examined it carefully. The three components taken separately had minimal enhancements to the body, but when combined, the strengthened physical qualities were considerable...

The person wearing the amulet is like having a real tiger within, with enhanced strength, speed, endurance, and predatory skills—all significantly strengthened.

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