[Zhongyingmei] After inheriting the throne

At the same time, the MIB base, which is thousands of miles away, was also overwhelmed by an illegal landing incident of an alien spacecraft that exceeded the conventional level.

After the mature and reliable senior Detective K retired, the excellent Detective J who was single-handedly raised, ah no, trained by him took over the position of the old senior.

Unfortunately, the talented and experienced agent J had just picked up a difficult investigation person and went out, not at the headquarters.And when the newcomer has just joined the job and the old man has just retired, it is not a shame to seek cooperation from a brother unit, right?

No matter how much the bureaucratic administrative leaders of the MIB headquarters do not want to lose face, they have to provide some necessary shared information under the eyes of several other peers who are eyeing them.Alien Affairs has been a fat job in recent years, and everyone wants to take a bite.And the space available for meddling has not yet been divided up, and sometimes it is reasonable and reasonable for one thing to be blamed on three independent structures.

What TP participated in belongs to the category of "the field of public affairs that requires everyone to work together to abandon prejudice", so this time the landing of the alien spacecraft was also placed in the shared network, and then they were captured.

The mirror image Little Red Riding Hood and Little Red Riding Hood flew outside the blockade in TP's aircraft.The two of them were dressed like a little girl from the country, or like a commoner girl in a period drama, jumping down from the flying machine in old clothes that were incompatible with the flying machine that was given to them.

Little Red Riding Hood, who was relatively silent along the way, took out her ID card to the checkpoint personnel on the blockade for inspection, and then led the curious mirror image Little Red Riding Hood into it.

At first glance, the two girls, who seem to have just stepped off the school stage, are twins with very different personalities, one of whom has two cute pointy ears on the red hood.

The Little Red Riding Hood walked up to Agent L who was in charge of the scene.It was the first time that Agent L, who had been transferred from technical support to the field, encountered such a big scene, and was nervously coping with the questioning of the female chairman O on the video.

"Hi." The mirror image Little Red Riding Hood enthusiastically put his arms on each other's shoulders: "We are from TP, what do we need?"

Detective L was taken aback, and stammered "Hello", and was directed by the disapproving Chairman O to check the information of the new partner.

Don't look at this lady's calm and unhurried appearance, this is the accomplishment of a politician honed by the unusual Detective L.Although Ms. O knew that there was a high probability that this would turn into a disaster of a small interstellar battle, she still maintained the airs of MIB leadership on the surface.

"Oh, you are the support from TP." Agent L quickly scanned the information.

"Let's introduce the situation first." Little Red Riding Hood finally spoke.She pulled aside and wanted to chatter endlessly, wanting to ask the mirror image of Little Red Riding Hood in a circle, grabbing the ear of the other party's hat as if struggling to hold the owner of her own dog.

"My partner, Agent X, has already gone to negotiate with the other party." Agent L's use of this implies their classification of the situation, which is the unsatisfactory kind anyway.

"The current intelligence shows that this unregistered spaceship may be an alien smuggling ship. Compared with other items, the shape stowaway is the most difficult object for us to predict."

But right now, the armed forces here cannot guarantee that they can suppress the opponent.

It would be fine if it was just smuggling, at least no matter how weird things can be controlled within a certain range in this wilderness.But if it's a stowaway ship... there are no aliens on it that are difficult to deal with--it may even be a cosmic-level wanted criminal.Even if only one escapes, it will cause unpredictable consequences.

Agent X, himself an alien, sent a message to his partner, and the alien spacecraft began broadcasting through a cosmic translator.

"We are willing to abide by all the rules and regulations of the earth in exchange for peaceful exchanges. Passengers on board will disembark one by one in accordance with the requirements of the MIB to undergo checkpoint inspection and complete legal entry procedures."

"It seems that we have nothing to do." The mirror image Little Red Riding Hood stretched boredly.

"No." Detective L tugged at the other party's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Agent X said that there are dangerous illegal immigrants hiding inside, so we need to be prepared."

The spaceship opened the door with a burst of noise, and from the protruding stairs began to walk down one by one, or aliens with human shapes or strange shapes.

They lined up obediently and walked to the inspection area one by one to accept the personal inspection at the temporary checkpoint. They looked no different from foreigners waiting to enter the country.

But Little Red Riding Hood had already quietly left the place, hiding in the dark and holding her bowstring tightly.And the mirror image Little Red Riding Hood jumped up and down in front of them, with a leisurely and disgusting appearance, it seemed that she should be kicked out of the venue immediately.

But no one raised any objections to this, only the MIB staff who didn't know why sneaked a curious look at her from time to time.

Since no one stopped it, it was not an illegal operation. Now that I am so busy, I can't spare any manpower, so why bother.

The mirror image Little Red Riding Hood wanders around, looking like an immature newcomer in the workplace who is curious about everything, but also quietly uses her own ability to judge the differences between those aliens and the earthlings.

Controllable, controllable, controllable... Her eyes swept over, estimating the limit of her ability.

After all, they are aliens!Although the development of everyone's intelligence levels is not balanced, the huge species differences lead to the successful implementation of her ability judgment, which made her feel relieved.

And after a series of controllability judgments at different levels, suddenly, a shiny and glowing "absolutely controllable" obediently walked down from the spaceship.

The focus of the mirror image of Little Red Riding Hood suddenly converged, and he saw the extremely human-like appearance of the other party.

Although, there are also many appearance stowaways or legal immigrants who force themselves to dress up as normal people in order to walk outside.However, under the current circumstances, no matter how you look at it, it is too suspicious.

It is actually "absolutely controllable" level?I thought only Paramecium would have this kind of reaction.

Her intuition told her that something was wrong with this guy.

The mirror image Little Red Riding Hood pulled its hat, then pulled out a thin leather whip from its waist, and a crisp "snap" sounded in the air.

The whole team was shocked by the sound of the volley whipping.

"Okay, you have to be obedient next time." The language of the mirrored Little Red Riding Hood is incompatible with this situation in terms of content and tone, and even the MIB personnel who are busy checking the input data can't help but stop the work at hand.

In the next second, they all drew their guns tacitly, and fell down.

As expected of an experienced foreign affairs officer.

The alien who was judged to be "absolutely controllable" tore the outer skin when the mirrored Little Red Riding Hood danced up with a whip, and the jointed limbs came out with mucus, and then appeared in a shape that exceeded the volume of the container. Stretch out.

Unfortunately, under the waving of the whip of Little Red Riding Hood in the mirror image, just as the Zerg was about to open its mouth to spit out the venom, it behaved uncontrollably and was directed to curl up its legs and feet, and fell down on its buttocks. A power grid fired by Little Red Riding Hood in the dark, blue electric arcs danced freely on it, leaving burnt black marks, and the air smelled of burnt protein.

Seeing that the dangerous person was controlled in an instant, the MIB personnel hurriedly got up again, pulled out several teams and ran out to clean up the scene, took away the bandit family recognized by the universe, and quickly restored the scene to the original order.

The mirror image Little Red Riding Hood pouted, turned around and climbed onto her peer body: "It's really boring."

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As for Metropolis' next-door neighbor, chaos erupted in anticipation of the majority of Gotham citizens.There was no other reason than that the dangerous criminals in Arkham had escaped again.

There was chaos on the main road, and the chaos was very urban.

However, given that this was an unexpected escape from Arkhamle's patients, the outbreak of chaos was limited.People like Penguin and Riddler are alright, but super criminals like Poison Ivy and Mr. Freeze have already started greening and making icebergs on the edge of the city.

At this moment, when the Gotham police force and the dark guardian Batman and other forces are dispatched to hunt down those big men who are making waves, along with the gangsters and gangsters fishing in troubled waters, there are also some hidden people who like to play tricks or dormant. Hide under those messes.

A short man walked through the dark alley.The Arkham hospital uniform on his body was pressed under an ill-fitting suit—of course, after all, the man was shorter than the little girl, and only children's clothes could be found in his size.

The Mad Hatter finally walked to another street, saw the tall top hat that was used as a display in the appearance, the artistry was greater than the wearability, and his eyes lit up.

He casually picked up a stick that fell on the ground, shattered the window glass with a quick movement, then picked up the hat from inside, and put it on his head with satisfaction.

No one on the street paid attention to his behavior. Everyone was too busy avoiding the chaos to take care of themselves.

Just as the Mad Hatter was adjusting the new hat against the glass, a snow-white figure suddenly appeared behind him in the blink of an eye.

"Good day, sir." The young lady took the initiative to say hello, "I heard that you are the 'Mad Hatter'?"

The words of this elegant and elegant lady made the Mad Hatter tremble uncontrollably.

"And I happen to be the 'White Queen'."

When a hypnotist meets a mind manipulator, who will win the battle between the two?

The Mad Hatter who hasn't got the brainwave controller is nothing to worry about. Obviously, he is at a disadvantage when encountering magic.He had just turned around, had just seen the face of this elegant lady in a white dress, and before he had time to exert his housekeeping hypnotic skills, he fell into a trance.

No hints needed, no props needed, no medium needed.When the White Queen called the "Mad Hatter" in a tone of interest, the key to his heart was completely in the hands of the White Queen.

The White Queen held up the key in the shape of a top hat in her hand. The rusty appearance revealed the completely corroded heart of the other party.

"Oh." She opened her eyes wide, and the other hand covered her mouth with a white lace glove in a polite manner. An extremely shy lady's posture, but with such a slightly dramatic exaggerated expression, bent over He frowned and commented unceremoniously: "That's all."

Arrogance isn't just the preserve of the Red Queen.

On the other hand, mirroring the scenes faced by Cinderella is a few seconds more exciting.

This exotic witch, dressed like a gypsy girl, is looking at the sticky, squirming brown-yellow mud with great interest, as if she is the evil who created this incredible scene witch.

This deformed monster called "Mudface" is trying to quietly form someone else to hide in the crowd first, but for some reason it can't change into a human shape here.

When he finally noticed that someone else was looking at him, this pre-human existence let out a male voice.

The witch blinked innocently: "Why, do you mean to go to the dreamland with me?"

As she spoke, she said without waiting for the other party's rebuttal: "For the sake of providing me with inspiration, I will treat you well, my guest."

The word "my guest" was bitten into the ambiguity of a lover in her hoarse and magnetic voice, but the next moment, as her words fell, the mud in front of her disappeared without a trace, as if completely Erase the general from the world.

The witch who put the prey into the dream world took a deep breath, her undulating chest was throbbing, as if she was tasting the newly released perfume.

"It's... a wonderful smell." She muttered, and then pulled down and pulled the cloak again, covering her face again.

"I have collected good materials... let's gather first."

Batman, who was spraying flames in the botanical garden, and the little bird under him suddenly felt something was wrong with their intuition that they had been in the dark for a long time.

The shadow that was originally shrouded by plants in the room was fading rapidly, and the original angrily cursing voice of Poison Ivy paused for a moment, and then sprayed out harsh words more violently.

The sharp-eyed Ye Yi jumped to the ground, and then saw that the thick vines under his feet that were about to attack suddenly seemed to melt, became smaller and lowered, and then faded away.

Then, several familiar residents of Arkham walked forward like zombies, and stretched out their hands cooperatively as if to accept justice.

what's the situation?

Batman frowned hard beneath the mask.At this moment, the ferocious plant that was spawned completely melted, and Poison Ivy's voice was blocked and fell silent.

A white figure came into their sight.

The White Queen's face, which looked extremely similar to the Red Queen's, brought back bad memories for Batman.

"I apologize to you on behalf of my rude sister." The White Queen's tone was soft and soft, and her face was innocent and innocent, as if she was really a swaying little white flower.

Nightwing's Adam's apple moved up and down quickly.

Is this really an apology and not a provocation?

……

Regardless of how these troubles ended up, it turned out that all the characters made it back to headquarters without incident.Gladys rubbed his head to accept the fruits of labor of these temporary workers, and waved his hands for Cinderella to record them one by one.

Fortunately, it's only a few days for the big guys to let go.Next, she just needs to have a headache how to explain the so-called "temporary nature" of the so-called new members.

As for the popularity of the new members of the organization?

Come on, idol groups are doing limited editions these days, and they're not in charge of after-sales anymore. TP is not a lifelong employment unit, so what does it matter to her as an ordinary bookstore owner?