Good news: she could communicate and knew to call home.
Bad news: she didn't remember her family's phone numbers.
Matt still refused to give up. "You don't remember any of their numbers? Not a single one?"
Miaomiao blushed and quietly lowered her head. After a moment of silence, she murmured, "Where I used to live, we didn't need to remember phone numbers. If something came up, we just had to call out... Later, when I got a phone, Dad and the others saved all the numbers in it beforehand... I didn't have to remember them..."
Matt sighed.
See? This was what happened when a child was too sheltered. A teenage girl who couldn't remember even one of her family's phone numbers! Even little children wouldn't end up in this situation!
Now that she had lost her phone, and the things she said were so outlandish, finding her family would probably involve even more complications.
Still, Matt had long since grown used to feeling helpless most of the time.
Despite his superhuman senses, his body remained that of an ordinary man. Unlike Superman in Metropolis, he didn't have a host of superpowers; unlike The Flash in Central City, he wasn't fast enough to handle multiple incidents at once; he didn't even have the "money power" of New York's Iron Man or Gotham's Batman-
Outside his role as Daredevil, he was just an ordinary lawyer in the Clinton District. Because he refused to defend wealthy people who were guilty, his clients were often poor people who had been oppressed and had nowhere to turn for justice. Many of them couldn't afford even Matt's modest legal fees, and he often had to spend considerable money and time out of his own pocket.
By day, he was the Clinton District's blind lawyer, speaking up