Above: Daredevil's powerful sense of hearing allows him to identify this van as a trap that has been set for him. To him, devices in the van are so noisy that he compares it to hearing the Mormon Tabernacle Choir.
Source: Daredevil Vs. Punisher #4 (2005), Marvel Entertainment Group: New York City, page 15; written and illustrated by David Lapham; reprinted in Daredevil Vs. Punisher: Means and Ends trade paperback, Marvel Entertainment Group: New York City (2006).
Text from page 15 of Daredevil Vs. Punisher #4 (2005), written and illustrated by David Lapham. The assassin Bushwacker, attempts to lure Daredevil into a trap. But Daredevil's super-acute senses alert him to the danger:
[An unnamed low-level street criminal is lying face down on the pavement in the rain. Daredevil is prying information from him about the whereabouts of the Punisher.]
UNNAMED CRIMINAL: You're nuts! Y-you . . . think we wouldn't . . . KAFF! . . . tell? There's a ten million dollar price tag on his head . . . KAFF! KAFF! Ahh . . . Jeeze . . . Ungh . . . Go bother the hookers . . . Unhh . . . He used to visit them sometimes.
[This skell may well be lying about the Punisher visiting these hookers, as part of Bushwacker's plan to set a trap for Daredevil.
Cut to next scene, in which Daredevil questions a "street walker" named "Eugene," who may not as completely female her (his?) attire would suggest.]
EUGENE: Yeah, I think I seen a van like that down by the river. We girls talk, y'know. No gettin' in any strange murder vans, especially ones with no windows, y'know what I mean?
DAREDEVIL: Yeah. Thanks, Eugene.
Eugene watches Daredevil spring off of a nearby lampost and leap away into the night. Then Eugene goes to a pay phone to make a call. But Daredevil, despite being far away and out of sight, is listening, with his super-hearing.]
EUGENE: [Talking on pay phone.] Yeah . . . I told it to him just like what you said. So, when do I get the other fifty?
NARRATION (in third person, but reflecting Daredevil's thoughts): He didn't need to hear Eugene's heart skipping around like a jackrabbit to know this was a setup. [We see the parked van that Daredevil has been directed to.] To his heightened senses, the van sticks out like a sore thumb. State-of-the-art electronics hum louder than the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. Generators radiate heat like a small sun.