American TV Series: Starting with Sheldon’s Wool Collection

When the weekend came, Mike put on a casual suit and drove a red Ferrari to the headquarters of the Man in Black.

Sixth Avenue in Manhattan can be regarded as the transportation hub of Apple City, with the most numerous roads and overpasses.

And because the Hudson River flows through here, there is also a port authority here.

Judging from the overall industrial development level, the practicality here is obviously greater than the residential properties.

God knows why MIB's headquarters is located here.

Following the guidance of the address on the invitation letter, Mike drove the sports car all the way to the suburbs, and finally stopped at the lower reaches of the Hudson River. In front of him was the huge stone pier of the bridge across the river.

Further to the side, there is a large desolate area.

With this concealment, no wonder Mike hadn't found any clues about the headquarters of the Men in Black before.

"Hey, buddy, the sports car is nice~" As an informal whistle sounded, a strong black guy followed the car exhaust and came to the stone pier: "Let me meet you, my name is James Edwards. ), is an ordinary police detective in Apple City."

Perhaps when he saw the same invitation letter in Mike's hand, James's attitude was considered enthusiastic.

"Damn, this place is really hard to find. I don't know what that MIB does." At the same time, James, wearing a large sweatshirt, also has the unique rap skills of black people: "I thought they were recruiting agents, but now I feel that there is a greater chance that they are looking for actors or models..."

"Is it true that MIB is actually a brokerage company, but if the headquarters is located in a place like this, business will definitely not be good..."

While complaining, James did not forget to look at Mike and observe the surrounding situation.

[Investigation experience +66]...[Counter-detection experience +50]...[Shooting experience +35]...[Rap experience +10]...

It has to be said that James is indeed the police detective favored by the Men in Black headquarters, and he is indeed not bad in terms of alertness.

"Mike Quinn, a fresh graduate from Columbia University. Nice to meet you." After the other party shut up, Mike said hello to the future Agent J.

"God! I just said that MIB doesn't sound like a formal organization~" After learning about Mike's student identity, James really began to doubt MIB's motives.

"Wait, why do I feel that you look familiar? Have you ever been an athlete... rugby... by the way, you are a tornado~" Obviously James' memory and observation skills are both very good.

At least in this case, he still had time to think.

The familiarity he mentioned was probably the inspirational documentary about Mike on the football team last year.

What Mike didn't expect was that the documentary would spread so widely.

"I was a member of the Melford football team." Suddenly hearing the nickname Tornado, Mike felt inexplicably ashamed.

"Yes, it's a high school league documentary. I remember you. I thought this guy was pretty good at the time..." After recognizing Mike's hidden identity, James became obviously more enthusiastic and continued: "Are you still playing rugby now?" It can be seen that you are very talented and you will definitely become a sports superstar in the future."

"We will have a chance to talk about this in the future~" Mike brought the topic back and said, "Shouldn't we find the entrance to the MIB headquarters first?"

The best way to curb chatter is to divert the other person's attention.

Who knows what will happen if the two of them continue chatting.

"You're right, we should go see what MIB is." When it came to business, James returned to normal.

Then, the two of them knocked on the big rock in front of them, and finally found a small window behind a weed.

"Hi, we are the people called by Ms. O. How can we get in?" James shouted at the book-sized window, while using his hands and feet to figure out how to get in through such a small window.

In the entrance reception room, a staff member wearing a black suit had actually seen the situation outside through the monitoring equipment.

Especially the two Mikes, with the special invitations in their hands.

Following James's shout, the staff pressed the door button. Then with a "sizzling" sound, a metal gate with a strong sense of technology appeared on the perfectly fitted stone pier.

Behind the gate, there is another long fantasy tunnel.

I have to say that MIB has a very good imagination and actually designed its headquarters underground.

"We are looking for Ms. O, where should we go?" After entering the door, James asked the receptionist in the reception room.

The receptionist in a black suit pointed coldly at the other end of the tunnel without speaking.

"The attitude of the staff here is really cold, no wonder business is not good." James complained as he walked along the only passage.

It is worth mentioning that his pace is slightly faster than Mike's, and his right hand is always close to the gun on his lower back.

Mike can be sure that if there is danger, the other party will definitely draw his gun as soon as possible.

In this way, the two of them walked to the end of the passage without meeting anyone else.

At the end, there was a row of rooms, the largest of which had its door open.

There were eight active-duty military officers wearing various military uniforms. Judging from their tough aura and the colors on their epaulettes, it was obvious that they were all elites selected from various military units.

At this time, James, who felt the same kind of aura, relaxed his tense nerves a little.

"The assessment time is up, students are asked to take their seats as soon as possible, otherwise it will be deemed as a waiver." A man in black in the room looked outside the room and said expressionlessly.

"Wait a minute, I don't know what you are going to assess yet, and whether your organization complies with the regulations." James was full of doubts.

However, when faced with the question, the man in black in the room had no intention of answering.

The military officers sitting in a row in the room also looked at each other with discipline.

"After the assessment, you should be able to get the answer." After Mike reminded James, he walked into the room first and found a hemispherical seat to sit down.

The seat looked like a half-cut egg standing upright. It was bare all around, and it was uncomfortable to sit in it.

"What kind of seat is this? It's too uncomfortable!" Sure enough, James, who sat next to Mike, complained about the chair.

Of course, his complaints had no effect. The only man in black in the room had already distributed test papers and answer pencils to everyone in accordance with the procedure.

The questions on the test paper are not difficult. They are probably about how to deal with emergencies, as well as evacuation of people and aftermath work.

However, the man in black only distributed test papers and pencils to everyone, and did not prepare a table for everyone to answer the questions.

The test paper was thin and brittle, the pencil was sharp, and there was no suitable place to answer the questions. It was really difficult to write on the test paper.

At this time, the eight military officers on the side had already laid the test papers on their legs and started answering the questions. Just the sound of "puff, plop" puncturing the test paper from time to time proves that this method is not applicable.

"Hey, sports boy. Come here and help me~" James, who also poked several holes in the test paper, came up with the idea of ​​the only low table in the room.

Yes, there is a knee-high table in the middle of the room.

At this time, James was lying on the table, winking at Mike.

"Why don't you bring the test paper?" Mike went to the table, spread the test paper on the low table, sat down on the floor and started answering the questions.

Don't tell me, this height is just right.

"Why didn't I think of that?" James followed suit and took the test paper over.

You must know that the base of the row of hemispherical seats is more than one meter high. It would be very inconvenient to move a low table over there.

On the contrary, it was the method that Mike came up with, which saves trouble and is very practical.

After some comparison, the behavior of Mike and the two also attracted the attention of the eight military officers in the rear.

"There are a lot of places here, you can come over if you want." After feeling the surprised looks of several other people, James extended an invitation generously.

However, out of discipline, the eight military officers quickly looked away and still insisted on writing on their legs.

Although the man in black in the room did not raise any doubts about Mike's "violation" behavior.

With a high probability, this is considered as acquiescence to what Mike and the two have done.

"It looks like we found two good little guys this time. Are you right, Agent K." A lady with half-white hair said in the room separated from the examination room.

In this slightly smaller room, a high-tech LCD screen was showing the scene in the examination room.

"It's too early to say this now. Whether he can pass the assessment ultimately depends on him." Agent K, with wrinkles on his face, looked businesslike.

"K, you are still so old-fashioned~" Ms. O smiled, then turned to the fat man with a mustache behind her and said, "Mr. Z, help me sort out the information about the little guy named Mike."

"Okay, Ms. O~" Mr. Z responded.

Yes, there are three men in black in this small room.

In the Men in Black organization, in addition to special operators like Agent K, there are also managers like Ms. O, and there are also civilian staff like Mr. Z.

But as they get older, the Men in Black organization now urgently needs new blood to join.

As for this assessment, strictly speaking, James and Mike are not qualified to appear here at all.

But because James has a close relationship with Agent K, his spot was specially recommended by K.

Of course, given the opportunity, K will not care too much about whether James can pass or not.

As for Mike, it was because Ms. O needed someone to take the lead in order to deal with more and more extraordinary events on the planet.

So Mike got that opportunity too.