American TV series: Starting with exploiting young Sheldon

Chapter 384 Cockroaches Cockroaches

In order to protect themselves and maintain the dignity lost due to the prince's murder, the Akiren aliens have put pressure on Earth.

Of course, their request was also reasonable. They did not pursue the matter of the prince being killed on Earth, but only asked the people of Earth to help them find the energy ball called the "Milky Way".

As an innocent victim dragged into this vortex, the best course of action against the Akiren fleet that has reached the vicinity of Earth's outer space is to kill the cockroach warriors, obtain the Milky Way, and return it to the Akiren.

Therefore, this cockroach warrior who came to cause trouble on Earth absolutely cannot be let go.

“I told you so, ‘it’ was right there…” Laurel, her nostrils filled with the stench of the disgusting cockroach warriors, snapped at Agent J as she was about to be dragged away. “You bastard, do you only think with your lower body? To hell with your coffee!”

Clearly, this woman was mocking Agent J's previous behavior of being carried away by his sexual desires.

Faced with the beautiful female forensic pathologist's complaint, Detective J seemed to have his secret exposed and awkwardly explained, "It's all a misunderstanding. The situation was indeed very complicated at the time... Why didn't you just call for help?"

The truth is: I thought you were flirting with me, but you said you were playing a game of double-crossing with your eyes.

Who would have thought this?

“I was already being held hostage… Forget it, we have absolutely no understanding.” Laurel glared at Agent J, indicating that she didn’t want to talk to him anymore.

"Are you two flirting?" The cockroach warrior, who was always on guard against the agents, finally reached the window. Having witnessed a dramatic human relationship, it was in a rare mood to tease the two involved.

"Shut up~" x2

Agent J and Laurel spoke up at the same time, as if in perfect unison.

"Hmm~" The cockroach warrior found the two's reaction amusing, shrugged with a sneer, and then, with the cat and the female forensic doctor, broke through the morgue window and jumped down.

When the two detectives heard the female forensic doctor scream and chased to the window, the cockroach warrior who jumped from the third floor had already grabbed the female forensic doctor and the cat and was running towards the street outside the hospital.

biu, biu, biu~

The light from Round Four shot out of the window, and Agents J and K tried to stop the cockroach warriors from leaving, but to little avail.

As the cockroach warriors rushed onto the main road and stole a passerby's car, Agent J gritted his teeth and pulled out his powerful "Little Cricket" from his pocket.

Boom~

With a loud hiss, Agent J was once again thrown back by the recoil.

The open space next to the cockroach warrior's car outside had been blasted into a huge crater, from which black smoke continued to rise.

Clearly, Agent J deliberately missed the mark, since Laurel was still in the car.

Agent J's warning shot did not scare the cockroach warriors; instead, the loud noise threw passersby on the street into chaos.

Several private cars collided during the riot, and for a time, the roar of cars and the panicked shouts of people could be heard everywhere.

When Agent J, with one hand on his waist and the other holding "Little Cricket," returned to the window, the cockroach warriors had already taken advantage of the chaos to start the car.

As Agent J was about to fire a second "Little Cricket" shot, Agent K stopped him and shook his head: "There are too many people on the street. Are you sure you can avoid hurting innocent people?"

One sentence immediately calmed Agent J down from his hot-headed state.

Seventh Avenue is part of the Apple City economic district, where many wealthy people live. If a large-scale riot were to occur here, it wouldn't be as easy to cover up as it would be in a poor neighborhood like Queens.

"Come with me! We need backup!" After watching the cockroach warriors disappear into the sea of ​​cars, Agent K led Agent J downstairs.

"In such emergencies, we usually need to call in the 'cleaners' to ensure things don't get out of control..."

As they went downstairs, Agent K, like a mother hen, shared her years of experience in handling cases.

His hurried pace made it sound like he was giving his final instructions.

Not long after, Agent K, who had arrived downstairs in front of his "supercar," made a call to the Men in Black headquarters.

On the other end of the communication were Ms. O, the leader of the Men in Black organization, and Mr. Z, who was in charge of information.

“That’s the situation. We’re requesting the Cleaners’ help with the cleanup. Also, my partner and I need to continue tracking down the cockroach warriors…” Agent K explained the situation briefly and stated his request.

"You've done your best. I'll gather the 'cleaners' from the surrounding area to help you clean up the mess." Upon hearing the bad news, Ms. O didn't blame Old K for his incompetence. Instead, she comforted him, "Also, Agent K, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Don't forget you have the organization behind you..."

“Here’s what we’ll do: in addition to the ‘cleaners,’ I’ll find another agent to help you.”

Before Agent K could raise any objections, Ms. O hung up the phone.

"Hello, Agent M, where are you? Agents K and J need backup on Seventh Avenue..."

Mike, whose car was stuck on Sixth Avenue, received a call from Ms. O from headquarters.

"Any new missions?" Tina, who was also sitting in the back row, asked curiously after Mike put down the internal phone.

“Yes, the plans have changed. We’ll see Eric later. Right now, we need to support another team of agents…” Mike explained, “Perhaps our traffic jam was caused by them.”

After finishing his chat with Tina, Mike looked at the driver, Nydy, and gave her his order: "I don't care how you do it, I need you to get me to Seventh Avenue Hospital within five minutes."

The situation is urgent. The rumbling sound coming from the direction of Seventh Avenue earlier indicated that something big might have happened there.

"Five minutes? You must be kidding me. Maybe it would be possible if there wasn't traffic, but in this situation..." Before the cold-faced driver in the front seat could even speak, Tina was already getting anxious for him.

It's more than ten kilometers from here to Seventh Avenue Hospital, and you have to go through at least three traffic lights. Even when the road conditions are good and there's no traffic, it probably takes more than five minutes.

Looking out the car window at the long line of cars blocking the road, Tina had reason to suspect that Mike was specifically targeting Nydy.

“No problem, it’s going to be bumpy.” Unlike the girl sitting in the back, Nidi’s expression remained indifferent, but she subtly reminded the others to fasten their seatbelts.

Mike's Lexus is a multi-functional "supercar" he brought back from headquarters. Not only is it powerful, but it also has many functions, such as changing its appearance, climbing hills, going into the sea, and even flying short distances.

Having lived in the Men in Black headquarters for over two and a half years, Nydy had a thorough understanding of the "supercar's" performance and found it easy to operate.

To Tina's surprise, the small Lexus swayed twice, its chassis rising more than 40 centimeters, and the interior space expanded slightly. Two rows of sturdy crash barriers also appeared at the front and rear of the car.

In a matter of seconds, this small sedan-sized Lexus transformed into a rugged SUV behemoth.

Moreover, several nitrogen accelerators are already ready to go beneath the unseen chassis.

This is one of the many features of a "supercar," commonly known as off-road mode.

Then, Nidi skillfully maneuvered the giant Lexus, making some sharp turns. Once there was enough room to maneuver, the cold-faced girl floored the accelerator, sending the car lurching onto the curb amidst curses from drivers in front and behind.

With a roar from the exhaust pipes, the Lexus accelerated, crushing the low flowerbeds along the roadside.

Then the nitrous oxide accelerator emitted a faint blue light and began to operate, and soon the car reached its maximum speed.

A powerful Lexus sped past several stalled cars, leaving behind a roar.

"Cool, this is the best off-road vehicle I've ever seen..."

"Wow! What kind of car is this?! I want to buy this..."

"Charge! Charge! Charge! Charge!!!"

A few seconds later, many drivers stuck in traffic spotted the distinctive Lexus, craned their necks to look, and then cheered loudly.

It was as if he had already loaded his thoughts onto that free-spirited off-road vehicle.

It's a way of finding joy even in hardship.

After a bumpy ride of just over four minutes, Mike and his two companions arrived safely near the Seventh Avenue Hospital.

By this time, a number of "cleaners" dressed in black suits had blocked the section of road in front of the hospital with small flags and cones.

"How are you feeling?" Rexsa, now back to its ordinary appearance, smoothly pulled over to the side of the road, and Mike asked the girl beside him how she felt.

"It was so exciting, like riding a fast-moving pirate ship..." Some long hair was sticking messily to her slightly pale face, making Tina look a little disheveled, but her bright eyes proved that the girl was in high spirits.

Come to think of it, how could a girl who has been out in the world with her younger siblings since she was very young be frightened by a little bump in the road?

“Good job! Now let’s go see the other two agents and see what kind of help they need.” After checking on Tina, Mike led her toward the police tape set up by the men in black.

Chapter 385 Aftermath and Clues

Inside the cordon, Agents J and K were posing "coolly" in front of their respective "supercars".

Clearly, the two had received a notification from headquarters and were waiting for Agent Mike to arrive.

Agent K's face was tense, and he looked much more serious than usual.

Having already decided to retire after completing this mission, he attaches great importance to the success of this mission.

This is not hard to understand; Agent K, with his impeccable resume, has become a "legend" among the older generation in the Men in Black organization.

Now, this legendary agent wants to give his career a perfect farewell.

Compared to Agent K, Agent J looked much more inexperienced and seemed a bit distracted.

Perhaps he's still hung up on the pretty female forensic doctor.

"Hey Mike. I didn't expect it to be you who came to our aid..." Agent J looked pleasantly surprised to see Mike arrive. "You know what? I almost saved the world just now, if I had gotten my hands on the [Galaxy]. You might not know what the [Galaxy] is, it's an energy source that looks like a glass sphere..."

It's the same old formula; James still retains his talkative nature.

"Long time no see, James, and Agent K too~" Mike interrupted the other's spellcasting; this was no time for idle chatter.

Judging from the huge crater in the middle of the road, which is ten meters in diameter, it's clear that Agents J and K are in quite a bit of trouble this time.

"I don't know if headquarters has told you about the situation here. A Zerg warrior stole the energy source from the Akirens..." Agent K skipped the pleasantries and went straight to the cause and effect of the incident, as well as the crisis that Blue Star was currently facing: "If we cannot help the Akirens find the [Galaxy], Akiren will launch an interstellar war against Blue Star."

“That is indeed quite dangerous, so what should we do now?” Mike straightened his attitude and got into work mode, but he didn’t really consider the threat from the Akirens as a problem.

It wasn't that he looked down on the Akironians, but rather that their pure technological power posed less of a threat to Earth than he had imagined.

As far as Mike knew, the angels hidden behind the church might not be very noticeable in normal times, but when necessary, they could easily withstand the high-tech weapons of the Akirens.

Moreover, the Akiren's frail physique is a fatal weakness. Standing less than fifteen inches tall, their physical strength is even less than that of many cats and dogs on Earth.

To put it in a very realistic way, an angel could accomplish the task of destroying a planet like Agilent.

Therefore, in the eyes of those in the know, the threat from the Aqiren was more like a "joke".

Inside the Men in Black headquarters, Ms. O and Mr. Z, who know a lot of secret information, must also know about some powerful and "righteous" beings who are like angels.

Therefore, they may not be as anxious as they seem.

As for why they didn't reveal the Angel's information to Agent K, there are probably many reasons behind it.

After all, strictly speaking, angels can't really be considered "human".

The significance of the Men in Black organization is that it represents humanity.

Being strong yourself is the key to avoiding all dangers.

"We need to find that Zerg warrior before he leaves Earth and retrieve the [Galaxy] from him..." Agent K, preoccupied with the mission, replied to the question, "The good news is that we've seized the Zerg warrior's UFO. The bad news is that I don't know his current whereabouts."

In Agent K's mind, Mike had the potential to become an elite agent, so his tone was relatively friendly.

"Hey, hey~"

Just then, Agent J, who had maintained a cool and composed posture for a long time, suddenly looked pained, clutching his lower back and leaning against the "supercar" next to him.

The commotion caused Agent K, whose thoughts had been disrupted, to frown slightly. He turned to his rookie partner, asking him with his eyes what he was up to.

"Look at my back, is it broken?" Agent J turned around to indicate. There was indeed a dent in the hem of his suit jacket at his lower back.

"The spinal deformity and depression will most likely affect your future mobility." Agent K examined his partner's condition, his brow furrowing even deeper. "I suggest you request to leave the team now and go to the hospital..."

Despite his seemingly serious and rigid demeanor, he actually takes good care of his new partner.

Moreover, with Mike now arriving as a foreign aid, we are not short of manpower.

“No, no, no… Laurel is waiting for me to rescue her. Let me catch my breath…” Agent J didn’t want to back out now. He stretched his back with difficulty, and after feeling a bit better, he rambled on, “The organization’s new weapon is indeed very powerful, but it’s a bit of a cripple. And the quality isn’t great either; it fell apart after I only used it a few times…”

The Men in Black's latest portable weapon of mass destruction, "Little Cricket," is still in the product trial phase, and naturally, it has many problems.

First, the drastic reduction in size and the sudden increase in power make its structure very unstable, and it is prone to malfunctions and misfires if not handled carefully. Second, recoil, recoil, recoil—I can't stress this enough.

The gun's powerful recoil suggests it wasn't designed for normal use.

Agent J has a lot to say about this.

At this point, the "little cricket" in his hand was still in good condition, with no apparent major problems. Of course, it would have been even better if there hadn't been an extra part next to it.

As the test user, Agent J stated that he didn't know where the part had been before. All he knew was that the troublesome little gun was now "retired."

Detective K, watching his rookie partner's energetic banter about "Little Cricket," immediately abandoned any thought of advising him to go to the hospital.

……

"Everyone's looking at me. There's no gunfight or laser weapons here. It was just a traffic accident caused by a road collapse..."

On Seventh Avenue, the crater created by "Little Cricket" has been filled in. A "cleaner" in a black suit is standing on top of a truck, holding a pre-set memory eraser. He shouts to the crowd gathered around, who are looking at him like he's a fool: "After I count to three, you can leave. Those who want to report the damage can seek help from the nearest public office later."

"three……"