"Time's up~" Half an hour later, the examiner in black said expressionlessly: "Congratulations on passing the first round of tests. Please follow me for the practical drill."
The written test ended, but the man in black didn't seem to have any intention of collecting the answer sheets. After glancing at everyone, he turned around and walked out the door to the right.
"What does this mean? Are they playing with us?" James, who had racked his brains to finish the test paper, couldn't help complaining again when he saw his labor ignored.
Actually, he almost guessed the correct answer.
The first round of assessment was indeed testing the psychological quality of the trainees. If someone gave up the exam because it was inconvenient to answer, he would lose the opportunity to enter the second round.
"Forget it; do you think your answers will be better than theirs?" Mike gestured to the eight soldiers who had walked out of the room.
You know, those people are the professionals in dealing with emergencies.
"You're right~" James looked at his scribbled paper, and his mood inexplicably improved.
He felt like he had "gotten away with something."
Then, wanting to regain face in the second round of assessment, he said enthusiastically: "Let's catch up quickly too. In the practical drill, I will prove to you that I am better than them."
In the practical drill room on the right side of the corridor, a street corner scene was arranged through lights and images.
"Suspicious personnel will appear in the scene later. I want you to identify the dangerous elements among them and kill them in the shortest time..." The examiner in black distributed ten bright silver short guns to everyone while explaining the assessment content.
"Is this... the wP99 series? I remember this series only reached P88..." Looking at the exquisite semi-automatic pistol in his hand, James's eyes were full of doubts.
Actually, the wP99 pistol was indeed the latest improved semi-automatic pistol from the Men in Black research team, which has not been released to the public yet.
This was also considered the organization's secret, so no one answered James's doubts.
At this time, the examiner in black had pressed the practical test button.
Under the flashing colored lights and mist, more than a dozen figures of different shapes appeared in the simulated street.
Most of them were alien monster images with terrifying appearances, baring their fangs. Only a cute little girl holding a book in her arms was an exception.
"Bang bang~ bang..."
Accompanied by dense gunshots, all "monsters" were covered with bullet holes.
Surprisingly, a bullet hole also appeared on the target with the image of the little girl, looking very abrupt.
So much so that the eight soldiers who had completed the shooting all turned their eyes to Mike, with puzzlement in their eyes.
Yes, the shot on the little girl target was caused by Mike.
At this point, nine trainees on the scene had finished the assessment. Only James was still holding the gun, delaying pulling the trigger.
"Bang~ Bang~"
Two more gunshots. James, with sweat on his forehead, made the same choice as Mike.
The second round of practical drills ended. After putting the weapons back one by one, the examiner in black skipped the eight soldiers and looked at Mike and James, asking: "State your reasons."
After all, in the simulated scene, the threat level of any "monster" was much higher than the seemingly harmless "little girl."
"Expression~" Mike explained: "If this were a real scene, the expression of the 'little girl' surrounded by a group of monsters was too plain. I couldn't even see any fear on her face..."
Think about it; if an ordinary person were suddenly held hostage by monsters, not peeing their pants would be considered bold.
Not to mention that the "little girl" still had a trace of a "cute" smile on her face.
On the other side, the reason James made the same choice as Mike before was entirely out of intuition.
Now hearing the other party's explanation, he also noticed many details, and immediately said: "Sports boy is right. Look at that monster on the street lamp; it looks scary but actually it's likely exercising..."
"And that monster wearing headphones on the road; it should be jogging at night..."
"The most important thing is, on such a street full of monsters, a little girl is actually holding a book on quantum mechanics in her arms. This is very suspicious... That kind of book is too profound for a child."
"In summary, that little girl who wanted to appear harmless is the final bad guy."
After a messy explanation, James turned to look at Mike and asked in a tone of 'come praise me': "How was it? Am I right?"
Seeing James's smug look, the corner of Mike's eye twitched uncontrollably. He really wanted to tell the other party that actually, for a super child prodigy, the knowledge of quantum mechanics was not profound.
Of course, the current situation was not suitable for discussing this.
At this time, the examiner in black seemed to have received instructions from his earpiece. He glanced at Mike and James again, then said to the remaining others: "You eight come with me; let's go for the next vision test."
Read as "vision test," actually going for "memory erasure."
Obviously, these eight soldiers had been eliminated.
In the small room on the other side, Ms. O, who had watched the entire test process, smiled and said: "Alright, Agent K. Now you can go meet your new partner. And Mr. Z, go bring that little guy named Mike over for me."
As everyone knows, Men in Black go out in pairs.
And Agent K, because his previous partner Agent D chose to retire due to old age, urgently needed a new partner now.
Therefore, it can be said that this Men in Black induction test was held entirely to help select a new partner for Agent K.
"Hey, bro, I didn't expect your shooting skills to be not bad. We can spar when we have time..." James, left in the second examination room, seemed mentally stable.
Immediately, he didn't forget to complain: "Are we considered eliminated? Why is no one coming to manage us? The people here are indeed very unprofessional..."
Just then, Agent K and Mr. Z in black suits walked over.
"Mr. Mike, please come with me; someone wants to see you alone." Mr. Z greeted.
For some reason, Mike's identity joining the Men in Black would be different from other ordinary agents.
So he had to go through Ms. O's interview.
"Sports boy, be careful yourself!"
Before Mike left, James whispered: "These people don't look like good people by their dress. Remember to shout for help loudly if there is a situation later. I can support you anytime."
After the two bid farewell, Mike was taken to a small room by Mr. Z and met Ms. O with half-white hair.
"Mike, answer me a question first." Ms. O asked with a serious expression: "Do you think there are devils or angels in the world?"
"Yes, ma'am. I think there are~" Mike answered affirmatively.
"Second question, what do you think about the existence of aliens?" Ms. O continued to throw out questions.
"I think the universe is infinite, and aliens must exist." Mike gave an affirmative answer again.
He was deducing the process knowing the answer.
Do aliens exist?
If the mother planet is compared to a swimming fish, and the infinite space of outer space is compared to seawater, as long as this fish explores enough places, one day she will definitely encounter other "kinds."
If this fish has never encountered its own kind, it is likely because this fish is kept in a "fish tank" by "people" and has become an ornamental fish.
So from a certain perspective, the existence of MIB at least proves that humans live in the "sea."
"Very good, it seems you think like me, not an ordinary person." A smile appeared on Ms. O's face, and she continued: "We have the premise for communication."
Actually, in front of Ms. O, there was a detailed file of Mike, recording: Demon Sacrifice, Vampire, Ogre, Alien Cinema, etc.
These events were nothing when viewed separately, but if connected together, one could discover Mike's "extraordinary" nature.
It can only be said that the intelligence department of the Men in Black organization indeed has some capabilities.