Within the cordon, Agent J and Agent K were striking cool poses in front of their "supercars."
It was clear that both of them had received notification from headquarters and were waiting for Agent Mike to arrive.
Agent K's face was taut, looking even more serious than usual.
Having already decided to retire after completing this mission, he placed great importance on its perfect completion.
This was not difficult to understand; with a perfect resume, Agent K had already become an elder "legend" within the MIB.
Now, this legendary agent wanted a perfect curtain call for his agent career.
Compared to Agent K, Agent J, who was beside him, was much more immature, and his state seemed a bit distracted.
Perhaps he was still troubled by the beautiful female forensic doctor.
"Hi, Mike. I didn't expect you to be the one supporting us..." Seeing Mike arrive, Agent J looked a little surprised: "Do you know? I almost saved the Arquilian Galaxy just now, if I had gotten the Arquilian Galaxy. You probably don't know what the Arquilian Galaxy is; it's an energy source shaped like a glass ball..."
It was the same old recipe; James still retained his talkative nature.
"Long time no see, James, and Agent K," Mike interrupted his spellcasting; now was not the time for small talk.
Just by looking at the ten-meter-diameter crater in the middle of the road, it was clear that the "trouble" Agent J and Agent K encountered this time was significant.
"I don't know if headquarters told you about the situation here, but an Bug Warrior stole the energy source of the Archillian star people..." Agent K skipped the pleasantries and directly stated the cause and effect of the incident, as well as the crisis Earth was currently facing: "If we cannot help the Archillians get back the Arquilian Galaxy, the Archillian star will launch an interstellar war against Earth."
"That's indeed quite dangerous, so what do we do now?" Mike straightened his attitude and entered work mode, but he didn't actually consider the Archillians' threat a problem in his heart.
It wasn't that he looked down on the Archillian star people; it was just that their pure technological power posed less of a threat to Earth than imagined.
As far as Mike knew, the angels hidden behind the church might not have a strong presence normally, but when necessary, they could absolutely easily withstand the Archillians' high-tech weapons.
Moreover, the Archillians' frail physique was a very fatal weakness. With a height of less than fifteen inches, their physical strength was even inferior to many small cats and dogs on Earth.
To give a very realistic example, a single angel could achieve planet-destroying feats on the Archillian star.
So, in the eyes of those in the know, the Archillians' threat was more like a "joke."
Within the MIB headquarters, Agent O and Agent Z, who knew many secret intelligence, certainly knew of powerful and "righteous" existences like angels
Therefore, they might not have been as anxious as they appeared.
As for why they didn't reveal the news about the angels to Agent K? There were probably many considerations for the two of them.
After all, strictly speaking, angels and the like couldn't be considered "humans."
And the meaning of the MIB's existence was to represent humanity.
Being strong oneself was the fundamental way to avoid all dangers.
"We need to find that Bug Warrior before it leaves Earth and retrieve the Arquilian Galaxy from it..." Facing the inquiry, Agent K, whose mind was solely focused on the mission, said: "The good news is, we've impounded the Bug Warrior's flying saucer. The bad news is, I don't know its current whereabouts."
In Agent K's perception, the Mike in front of him had the potential to become an elite agent, so his tone was quite friendly.
"Ow, ow—"
Just then, Agent J, who had maintained a cool standing posture for a long time, suddenly clutched his waist in pain and leaned against the "supercar" next to him.
This movement caused Agent K, whose thoughts were disrupted, to frown slightly. He turned to look at his rookie partner, questioning him with his eyes about what he was doing.
"Check if my waist is broken..." Agent J turned to show him. Indeed, there was a concave area under the hem of his suit at his lower back.
"Spinal deformity and depression, very likely to affect future movement." Agent K checked his partner's condition, his frown deepening: "I suggest you apply to leave the team and go to the hospital now..."
Though seemingly serious and rigid, he was actually quite considerate of his new partner.
Moreover, with Mike, an external aid, having arrived, there was no shortage of manpower.
"No, no, no— Laurel is still waiting for me to rescue her. Just let me rest for a bit..." Agent J did not want to withdraw now. He twisted his waist with difficulty, and after feeling a bit better, he chattered: "The new weapon developed by the organization is indeed very powerful, but it's a bit hard on people. And the quality isn't great either; it fell apart after I only used it a few times..."
The MIB's R&D department's latest research, the portable high-damage weapon "Noisy Cricket," was still in the product trial phase, so it naturally had many problems.
Firstly, the significant reduction in size and the sudden increase in power made its structure very unstable; it would malfunction and misfire with the slightest carelessness. Secondly, recoil, recoil, recoil; important things are said three times.
The powerful recoil of this gun was clearly not designed for normal people to use.
Agent J had a lot to say about this.
At this moment, the "Noisy Cricket" in his hand still looked complete, with no major visible problems. Of course, it would be even better if there wasn't an extra part lying next to it.
As a trial user, Agent J stated that he didn't know where this part was originally. He only knew that this tormenting little gun was now "retired."
Agent K, watching his rookie partner, who was full of energy again while complaining about the "Noisy Cricket," immediately gave up the idea of persuading him to go to the hospital.
...
"Everyone look at me, there's no gunfight or laser weapons here. What happened was just a traffic accident caused by a road collapse..."
On the main road of Seventh Avenue, the large crater blasted by the "Noisy Cricket" had been filled. A "cleaner" in a black suit was standing on top of a large truck, holding a time-set memory eraser, loudly shouting to the surrounding crowd who had gathered and were looking at him as if he were an idiot: "I'll count to three, then you can leave. Those who need to report damages can seek help at the nearest public office afterwards."
"Three..."
"Two..."
...
The MIB's cleaners were very efficient. Mike and the others hadn't even exchanged a few words before the scene was already organized.
And before that MIB "cleaner" counted to one, Agent J and Agent K both skillfully pulled out their sunglasses from their pockets and, along with the surrounding "cleaners," put them on their faces.
Mike, amidst Tina's curious expression, also pulled out a pair of special MIB sunglasses issued by the MIB and put them over the girl's eyes.
Aside from looking cool, the only purpose of these MIB sunglasses was to prevent ordinary people from being "brainwashed" by the memory eraser.
Of course, "half-demons" like Needy and "supernaturals" like Mike didn't need them.
"Flash—"
As a dazzling blue light flashed, the world became quiet.
The previously emotional citizens on the road all "calmed down" due to temporary "amnesia."
Afterward, they left the "accident" scene as if nothing had happened.
The "cleaner" who was in charge of the aftermath removed his sunglasses, nodded towards Agent K, and then disappeared from everyone's sight with his cleaner team.
As for Agent K, looking at the road that had returned to order, his always taut expression seemed to relax a little.
Then, he said: "Alright, we should set off too. Let's first search in the direction the Bug Warrior left, to see if there are any clues..."
Until that Bug Warrior was dealt with and the Arquilian Galaxy retrieved, Agent K's heart would remain uneasy.
"Wait, I have an idea." Mike, who already knew where the Bug Warrior had gone, no longer played coy and said: "The Bug Warrior, having already obtained the Arquilian Galaxy, must be eager to leave Earth now. But its spacecraft from when it arrived has been confiscated by you, so what it needs most now is an aircraft that can leave Earth..."
Among the known alien species, there were no creatures capable of crossing space in their physical bodies. So, to leave Earth, that Bug Warrior would need transportation.
"That's right, the direction the Bug Warrior left is Queens, and there's a the Twin Towers there..." Listening to the analysis, Agent K's eyes grew brighter and brighter: "Its target must be there—"
After a simple logical deduction, Agent K guessed the Bug Warrior's plan and location.
One could only say that he truly was a legendary existence within the MIB.
"What flying saucers, the Twin Towerss, I don't understand what you're talking about." Agent J looked utterly bewildered.
This feeling of everyone else knowing something that he didn't know was very, very unpleasant.
"Think about it, what do the decorations on top of the Gemini Tower look like?" Agent K, in a good mood, began to guide his rookie partner's thoughts.
"Hmm? A plate... a shuttle... No, no, it's a flying saucer!" Agent J shouted excitedly: "Yes, it must be a flying saucer. But why?"
The Gemini Tower in Queens was very famous, considered a landmark building in the area. But how could there be flying saucers on top of these two decades-old buildings?
Decades ago, humanity's technological level made it difficult even to launch satellites, so having flying saucers was even more impossible.
"According to internal MIB data, the first batch of aliens first landed on Earth in the 1960s. To show friendliness, they left two spacecrafts that surpassed Earth's technology at the time as gifts." Agent K seemed to have guessed what his partner was struggling with, so he explained: "Afterward, these two special gifts were treated as symbols of identity and status by wealthy people who rushed there upon hearing the news. So they were bought, and then placed on specially built the Twin Towerss, as a display..."
In fact, at that time, Earth was still in the industrial age, and its backward technological level meant that Earth people couldn't understand the value of these two flying saucers at all.
It was only after the establishment of the MIB that there was a department specifically for liaison and research with aliens.7
Of course, those first two flying saucers also served as a testament to Earth's initial contact with outer space.
In fact, in some ways, these two highly significant flying saucers accelerated the birth of the MIB.
It should be known that the MIB's earliest duty was to monitor all aliens coming to Earth, to prevent any potential criminal behavior.
"Damn rich people—" Upon hearing the origin of the flying saucers on the Gemini Tower, Agent J immediately felt sour.
And his focus was also a bit unusual; understanding alien history was not as satisfying as "resenting the rich."
"Let's move! Target: the Twin Towers in Queens—" Having explained the origin of the Gemini Tower flying saucers, Agent K no longer paid attention to his partner's nonsense and directly announced the next course of action.
Then, two Lexuses roared one after another, speeding towards Queens.