The Death Knell

Originally, K planned to take the two of them to eat in the headquarters cafeteria, because it was free to eat there and they could eat most types of food in the galaxy. He and J, two single nobles, usually settled there.

There are not only human agents in MIB, but also many alien employees, so the food diversity is guaranteed.

However, the agent surnamed Su was not curious about alien food, nor did he want to eat with insect-shaped creatures. He said that he would pay for the duo to go out to eat something that 'human beings should eat'.

And the next behavior confirmed J's suspicion. He was now basically sure that the man and woman were traveling on public funds. Agent Su even went to the bank to exchange the gold bricks into US dollars, and then took them there. The best steakhouse on New York's Upper East Side.

Sitting in a shop as magnificent as a palace, Agent J's head kept turning around, as if he didn't know where to lay the napkins or how to use the nine knives, forks and spoons in front of each person. Learn and use it now with your partner.

K is indeed an elite agent, he knows everything, even the most formal Western etiquette is no problem. However, the Asian girl on the other side performed better. Watching her eat, it seemed as if she could see the shadow of the Palace of Versailles emerging behind her small body.

How elegant and beautiful? Does she have some Asian royal blood?

"I heard that there is an intercontinental subway underground under the headquarters. It only takes ten seconds to go from New York to London?" Su Ming was cutting steak and chatting with the people in black with a smile. His tone was very relaxed, just like ordinary chat.

It is a 'pipe capsule' type system that can launch trains at sub-light speeds and can transport thousands of people back and forth each time.

Su Ming wanted this set of technology to greatly speed up the earth's logistics efficiency. Moreover, this was a 'subway' and the entire set of equipment was located underground. He liked the underground.

"There is such a device, but we are just ordinary agents and don't know how it works." K did not drink the high-end red wine that came with it. He had very strong self-control. He answered the question seriously: "You have a visitor pass. You can take the ride yourself and try it out, but if you want to know the technical principles behind this equipment, you have to talk to the people above."

"Speaking of which, I haven't ridden that subway yet." Agent J touched his chin and wiped away the sticky sauce: "I have been in the job for 14 years, and I have never been to the MIB branch in the UK. No, It should be said that I have never taken a vacation."

"There's nothing good to see. Except for the continuous rain and Big Ben, it's no different from New York." K put the knife and fork side by side on the plate to indicate that he had finished eating. He only ate three-thirds full each time so that he could eat Ensure the brain's reaction speed when encountering any unexpected situation.

J nodded and smiled evilly: "I remember that you and O met in England. Don't look at me with murderous eyes. This is not something shameful. Well, besides her, where are you? Are there any acquaintances here?"

K withdrew his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth in disgust: "I also know Agent T. Now he has become the director of the British branch. I met him in an online conference a few years ago... But He changed, became a bit strange, and didn’t feel right.”

"How many years have you not seen each other?" J swallowed the steak in his mouth, wiped his mouth carelessly, and put his arms on the back of the chair.

"Almost thirty years, what's wrong?" K's expression was calm, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Oh, come on, old man, I think your mentality has changed. All the old acquaintances have been promoted to leadership positions, and you are the only one who is still out in the field with a young man like me." J patted his partner on the shoulder sympathetically, His head shook: "I can understand that you feel unwilling."

"I'm not suitable for office work. Organizing files will kill me." K wiped his mouth and shook his head, tapping his hand on the table: "I'm very satisfied with my life. Don't forget, kid, I retired once and then... You forced me back."

"My fault, well, actually the postman's clothes fit you quite well." The black man shrugged and smiled easily: "Stop for a moment, our new friends are still looking at us, how come we suddenly didn't realize it? Have we started chatting?”

Su Ming smiled slightly. He was just thinking about what useless thing to exchange for the subway:

"It doesn't matter. It's just chatting after all. But you two seem to have a good relationship?"

"Of course, you can't guess how many times I have saved this old man." J's personality is already lively. He immediately started bragging after hearing the question. He was not very willing to be a nanny at first. After a meal After the meal, the attitude became much more affectionate.

Eat people with short mouths, this tactic is applicable to most of the earth.

When Hermione and the professor acted together, most of the time they kept talking less and listening more. Naturally, they didn't move much and just drank juice quietly.

The two parties chatted about a lot of trivial matters at the dinner table. J, a big mouth, didn't have any scheming, but he did tell a lot of information.

For example, the specific location of the Luna Prison on the moon, where the various aliens living in the sewers of New York are located, what kind of cats and dogs the aliens like to disguise themselves as, etc.

Some information is valuable, and some is not, but it depends on who holds the information.

"Didi didi."

Just when Su Ming and the little black man were chatting side by side, a voice came from Agent K's arms. He took out a small silver earphone and put it into his ear and pressed it.

"I'm K."

"Code: red occurred in the Upper East District. You are the closest team. Agent O wants you to take guests to the scene to see it." Opposite the earphone is the operator lady, talking about the task arrangement in a sweet voice.

"Got it, send the address."

K stood up simply, buttoned his clothes with his backhand and hit the black man on the head: "Let's go, here comes the mission."

Su Ming had already heard the conversation in the earphones. Although these were bone-return earphones, which ensured privacy to the greatest extent, super soldiers all had super hearing, not to mention that Strangler was always eating the host's steak under the table.

"Can we go too?"

He pretended not to know anything, took out ten thousand dollars in cash and pressed it on the table to pay for the meal, and even wiped Hermione's mouth.

"O's order is to take you, but please hurry up." K turned around and walked quickly outside. The four of them got on the black overtaking car. After the car ejected and started, he explained over the sound of the engine: "MIB's mission classification Represented by different codes, code red refers to important alien characters encountering serious harm."

"Severe harm generally means death." The black man in the passenger seat turned around and explained, making a 'hang up' expression with his tongue sticking out and his eyes rolled.

"Although the wording is very irregular, my partner is right." K rolled his eyes speechlessly and looked at the two people in the rearview mirror: "The appearance of aliens may not be acceptable to you, and they The way they die is often equally unsightly. If you can’t accept bloody or violent scenes, you’d better tell me in advance.”

Su Ming smiled slightly and shook his head calmly: "That's because you don't know me yet. In my hometown, people say that I am one of the best detectives."