MIB is headquartered in New York and has branches in other areas, and is led by different ace agents. Fan Mang is now just a formal agent, and the area in charge is not large, which is the Manhattan area of ​​New York.

There are more aliens gathered here because there are interstellar flights opened by the MIB headquarters. Every alien who enters the country normally must register here.

Most interstellar refugees want to return to their hometowns, so they will not be too far from the terminal. When there is no war in their hometown, they will be able to go back as soon as possible.

Therefore, although Fan Mang was responsible for the area very small, the task was very heavy. After all, the area was previously under the responsibility of the Ace Agent K.

The strong man then looked at Fan Mang carefully. After seeing Fan Mang's outfit, he immediately reacted: "You are from MIB? Frank and I have a personal grudge. He cheated me of money!"

"I didn't. It was Eric who swallowed your money, and he was arrested by F and sent to the moon prison. All the illegal income was confiscated by MIB."

"F, you know this best. You MIB cannot ignore me." Frank stared at Fan Mang pitifully with his dog eyes widened.

"I was caught by Eric. So, did you want to contact Eric's spacecraft to smuggle out?"

"No, no, it's all a misunderstanding." The strong man's hands were almost posing afterimages, "I'm kidding with Frank. I don't know anything about Eric, nor did I think of smuggling away."

"Well, it's best not to cause trouble on Earth, otherwise I will never let you go. Do you think you are stronger than the Zerg royal family?" Fan Mang patted the strong man on the shoulder.

"You are the agent who killed the Zerg royal family?!" The strong man was shocked, "I am an alien who abides by the MIB rules and will definitely not cause trouble. The oven at my house is still baking apple pie, and I may get messy if I go back late."

The strong man fled quickly, and Frank hugged Fan Mang's calves: "F, now many aliens are looking for me, you have to help me, I have helped you catch Eric and dug out two other alien snake heads."

Fan Mang squatted down: "Frank, last time it was your deal with K, and we didn't imprison you. The deal has been completed long ago, and I have no reason to continue to help you. We are not friends."

Fan Mangke still remembers the first time he met, and Frank was very arrogant and did not take him as a newcomer to MIB seriously.

"F, you have a cat at home, do you want to have another dog?" J smiled badly.

"I like those big dogs, these little guys, and I'm not interested at all. What about you, are you interested in raising them?"

"I don't have enough money to spend, why should I support him?" J glanced at Frank. This little guy is an alien and liked to eavesdrop. He does so many private things in the dormitory, so don't let it spread!

"I can help you find out a lot of information about aliens. You MIB can't monitor all aliens all day long, right? I have a very good news." Frank said quickly.

"Hey, brother, I know you're practicing your lines, but it's not Broadway here. Let's go and take your dog home." J found someone looking at them and immediately reminded him loudly.

Fan Mang held Frank with one hand and returned to the car.

"So you plan to be my informant? But if other aliens know that you are my informant, what other news can you find?" Fan Mang asked back.

"You don't need to disclose my identity. You can just take refuge when I encounter danger. I know that MIB is renovating your new apartment, and you will be able to move in immediately. I will run there when I am in danger."

This dog is very smart, no wonder he can become J's partner in the future. But now it seems that the relationship between the two is not very good.

"Okay, I agreed. But you remember, if you know some news, it's best to notify me in time. If I know what news you're hiding, I think Eric would like to have an extra roommate."

When Frank left, J looked at Fan Mang excitedly: "F, you got an informant without spending a penny, you are simply a genius!"

In the past, he knew a lot of these people at the New York Police Department. He often heard some news, but they all required a considerable reward. He had such a high case-solving rate, and because of this, his wallet was also weakened.

"He took the initiative to deliver it to the door. An alien stray dog, without me, would be even worse. But now the restaurant should be crowded, so we should just eat some fast food. There are hot dogs there, so I'll buy one for you."

Five minutes later, J took a big bite of the hot dog: "It tastes pretty good. By the way, you hugged the dog just now, have you washed your hands?"

"No."

"Eat without washing your hands?"

"I didn't eat. I ate too much in the morning and I'm not hungry."

J looked at the hot dog he was holding, and thought about the alien dog that might have not taken a shower for a long time, and suddenly felt that he had no appetite.

...

Vivier entered the medical department of MIB. After the head of the department learned that Vivier was good at doing experiments, she asked her to join a project team.

"Professor Kidd, what experiment are you doing?" Vivier looked at the head of the project team and was staring at a microscope.

"Gene fusion experiment. We want to extract genes from alien organisms and produce a gene agent to strengthen the physical fitness of tissue members. This allows them to have a longer lifespan and a stronger body, work for the organization for longer periods of time, and reduce casualties in the organization's field."

Vivier's eyes shined: "This experiment is so interesting, I can help you."

Professor Kidd glanced at Vivier: "Then you can observe this, and then compare these two to see if the gene fusion is successful."

"What we want is to improve human physical fitness and lifespan without changing human appearance, including cell activity, bone density, muscle density and other aspects."

"You have to do the experiment carefully and not make any mistakes. If what you make turns people into monsters, the organization will definitely not keep you."

A researcher said that the gene fusion was successfully completed. As a result, when the monkey was experimenting on it, the monkey turned into a giant ape and almost dismantled the laboratory.

"Okay, I will definitely pay attention. What is the laboratory research over there? Can't I go and see it?"

"Vivier, each experimental project is kept secret separately. You shouldn't be too curious. What you need here is your professional ability."

"If I want me to write you the qualification in the final assessment, don't have so many questions and start working immediately!"

A month has passed, and Vivier's work has been observing and recording, but she doesn't feel bored at all, because every time she observes, there are different fusion genes.

J also became the official MIB field agent, and the gun was replaced with the Atomic No. 2 gun. On that day, Fan Mang moved to his new apartment from the dormitory.
Chapter completed!