[Comprehensive] Baker Street Survival Guide

At a certain moment, Harry wanted to help his forehead. Their previous insistence was correct. If Eggsy was the one protecting Joanna, safety would not be a problem.But two children who haven't grown up yet... That picture is really beautiful!

"It's true that only Joanna is at home now, if you insist." Harry quickly found Joanna who was sitting in the room putting on makeup.

She was going to a class reunion this evening, and Mr. Heard insisted that Joanna attend the normal social functions.He arranged for Joanna a special car and dresses for the event.

"What's the matter?" Joanna saw the figure in the mirror and continued brushing her eyelashes without looking back.

Harry took off his glasses and handed them to Joanna.

"What does it mean?"

Joanna paused, and she picked up the lipstick on the table.

"Mr. Holmes wants to talk to you. He is online right now. The conversation between you is on the inside line of the kings\man. Merlin is not on the surveillance, and the audio will not be recorded."

"But I have nothing to say to him." At least not yet.

Joanna glanced at Harry and put the glasses on the table, "You know my father went to see Mr. Holmes yesterday, right? He didn't feel right when he came back, and Mycroft told him he shouldn't say Yes, his behavior is very annoying, isn't it!"

"But Mr. Holmes was sent to the emergency room again yesterday evening. No matter what he said, he has already paid the price." Harry provided some information calmly.

"He was sent to the emergency room?" Joanna turned around in surprise.She had just unscrewed the cap of her lipstick. "My father definitely doesn't know what happened later..." Joanna was thinking about what went wrong with her news network, so she didn't receive such an important message.

"Because you arranged eyeliner beside him?" Harry had a headache. They should have thought of it a long time ago. There must be someone close to Mr. Hilde in Joanna's arrangement, maybe a secretary, or some cleaning Personnel... is not out of the question.

Joanna glanced at Harry, "It's impossible for me to do anything bad to my father. I just did this to prevent some accidents from happening." Special agent equipment, Joanna is very curious about this exquisite high-tech product.

This is much more advanced than Google Glass and the like.The weight in the hand is almost the same as ordinary tortoiseshell glasses, but the special lens and the communication line in the bracket provide all the needs of field work.

"I'll talk to him now..."

"Then I'll leave first." Harry thoughtfully closed the door for Joanna.

Behind the glasses is another perspective.Most of the special features are turned off.But you can still see some selected icons behind the lens.Harry, who is full of gentlemanly temperament on weekdays, sees a world that is precisely fixed.Joanna fiddled with the glasses a little, then put them on.

"It's a very novel product, isn't it?" Then, Joanna heard a voice in her ear.

"So you can talk directly? What do you want to call me in a hurry?"

"I received a report of the incident yesterday and am only here to ask some detailed questions."

"You can learn all of this from the agent next to you. They are indeed doing a very good job. Maybe you will believe this time, what I told you-your profiling is wrong, and it is time to recognize it That, and moving in the right direction."

"There is a person who has the same speculation as you. But unfortunately, before yesterday, I didn't seriously think about the things he provided." Joanna unexpectedly heard a little weakness in Mycroft's voice .Not just on his physical level, but also out of his worries and misunderstandings about that person.

"I know the person you mentioned—Sherlock has been missing for a long time. I will go find him and bring him back." Joanna was playing with lipstick in her hand, and asked a little casually: " Do you have anything else to do?"

"Are you going to a banquet tonight? I've prepared something for you, and it's almost at your door now."

Joanna froze for a moment, she couldn't figure out what Mycroft meant for a moment.But all abnormal things need to be vigilant. Joanna thought about the conversation just now, what was wrong?

The feeble voice of a sick man was there, what was lacking was the condescending quality so often associated with Mycroft.Even if it is necessary for Joanna to find Sherlock, it seems that there is no such euphemistic intention... It seems that Mycroft's communication this time exists to express condolences to Joanna.

Joanna was a little worried for a while.Although she doesn't have much emotional experience, she still has thoughts about people's emotional changes, even the most impossible things.Mycroft was horrified at the thought of courting her.

Joanna was silent for a while, and then said: "Actually, after I buy it myself, I can just say that you gave it to me. This kind of thing does not need to be prepared so carefully. Both of us have a high level of confidentiality authority, and no one else will know the details."

"···"

Suddenly there was no sound in Joanna's ear.An awkward silence spread.Joanna took the lipstick in her hand and subconsciously made a few gestures in the mirror.She was a little nervous, because what Mycroft said next should directly reveal his thoughts.

——It would be fine if it was self-indulgent.Joanna felt that she should not be able to accept such a big surprise today.

"Actually..." After a long time, Joanna heard a voice again: "This is just an apology. Cynthia told me that you feel sorry for that owl-embroidered skirt."

This answer made Joanna heave a sigh of relief. She faintly felt that Mycroft had heard her temptation and gave an answer that could ease the situation.But Joanna still couldn't hide her brisk tone: "I still have a lot of that kind of clothes, please don't be so troublesome in the future!"

There was another silence. Joanna looked at herself in the mirror. She was a little unsure whether the other party had left the communication line: "Mr. Holmes, are you still there?"

Lying on the hospital bed, Mycroft had a complicated expression on his face.He had already heard the unfinished worries in Joanna's words. She almost hoped that he would not cross the wiring. This kind of behavior was a bit hurtful.

Mycroft could still hear Joanna's questioning voice.He sighed—making such a decision couldn't be more difficult than a day's work.He just wanted to tell Joanna what he really thought.

"Joanna... I'm very worried about what happened to you."

At the other end of the communication line, there was the sound of something falling to the ground.Even with his eyes closed, Mycroft could picture Joanna panicking.

"Calm down, Joe... beep-beep-beep-"

The communication was unilaterally hung up.

Mycroft froze while holding his glasses, and Mr. Hilde's comments echoed in his mind word by word.He didn't even realize when Eggsy knocked on the door and came in, his agent wearing a spare pair of tortoiseshell spectacles, but as they assured, the line of communication between Mycroft and Joanna, when they used After that, it will be declared scrapped.

"Mr. Holmes, it's time for the routine physical examination." Seeing Mycroft's gloomy face, he asked in surprise, "Have you all finished? It's only been five minutes..."

Eggsy's expression was already very cryptic to ordinary people, but Mycroft only needed to glance at him to discover his gloating, sympathetic pity, and a little mixed pride.

Of course, even he doesn't know that Eggsy is proud that the phone calls between him and Harry are always very long. They have endless things to say, instead of ending in a few words like Mr. Mycroft .

"Wait..." There was a question, and Eggsy looked at the tortoiseshell glasses on Mycroft's hand in surprise. "Are you still online now?"

"No...Joanna has hung up."

"But it's impossible!" Kings＼Man always has some agents who like to actively hang up the communication line.And Merlin's countermeasure against this is tortoiseshell glasses for attendance, which will not be hung up by either party.

After Eggsy said his conclusion, he realized that Harry was watching him.

Eggsy had never found Mycroft a terrible man before that.But now—he felt like meat on a chopping board, each piece valued and cut, with no secrets to hide. ——Sure enough, the confession was rejected, so this kind of reaction appeared!

"... Merlin directly transferred the authority. If his authorization level has not been modified, the call line cannot be hung up unilaterally... What's more, does Miss Hilde know how to hang up?"

"She's always been smart."

Eggsy heard Mycroft look proud.Secretly slandering Joanna, she really didn't intend to associate with him.What is there to be proud of when she ended the newsletter after only talking for 5 minutes!

*

After being reminded by Merlin, Harry knocked on Joanna's door.

"Come in." Pushing open the door, Joanna was looking for something under the bed.

"Can I help you?"

"I just accidentally let the lipstick roll under the bed." Joanna reached for it with a painful expression on her face.

"There is nothing wrong. Merlin told me that the communication with Mr. Holmes was unilaterally hung up." Harry obviously got stuck on you, Joanna paused for a moment, and she showed a very real tangled expression.

"Joanna?" Harry asked tentatively.

"In...the cup on the table..." Joanna replied dejectedly.She had no idea how much she looked like a frightened animal.

Harry followed his prompts to find the glasses hidden behind the mirror. kings＼man's glasses have different grades, and this set is only for ground use, and it doesn't have enough waterproof function.

Harry found a water glass from behind the mirror.His glasses were completely submerged in water, and the transparent glass lenses lost their maintenance and returned to the appearance of electronic screens.You can still hear a faint electric sound when you put it next to your ear, and soon, even the electronic sound is gone-it is completely scrapped.

Harry turned his head and held the cup. He pretended to be very angry, but Joanna still leaned against the bed, maintaining the movement of reaching under the bed with one hand, looking at him innocently.

"Miss Hilde, do you have anything to explain to me?" Harry asked with a straight face on purpose.

"...I can compensate you for the loss. You have to believe that my intention is just to test whether this thing is waterproof. It seems that your technical department still needs improvement." Joanna said nonsense seriously.

She watched Harry shake his head helplessly, when he was about to leave the room to reply to his quartermaster.Only then did he call to him anxiously—"Hey hey hey! Don't go, give me a hand, my waist seems to be sprained!"

Harry looked at Joanna's condition, and when he confirmed that Joanna's waist was really twisted because of bending over, he still pulled her up dumbfounded.

After everything was over, Harry was suddenly stopped by Joanna, and the two sat face to face in the room, looking at Joanna's posture, as if they were going to talk to each other.

"If you don't tell me something, I won't know."

Harry's opening sentence made Joanna feel even more entangled.She sneaked a look at Harry, and then another look, but she was not sure enough to speak.

"I can be trusted, if that's what you're worried about."

"No... I know the division of labor between us, and I haven't confused it. But it doesn't prevent me from asking you a question." Joanna collected herself, and she found an opening for herself: "It's like this … I have a friend…”

Harry suppressed a smile.In almost any story about a friend, the person involved is trying to get someone else's opinion.But if Joanna was prodded at this point, he wouldn't hear the story about 'a friend'.

Harry ignored Merlin's urging in his ear, their quartermaster was not a person who talked a lot, and this kind of long-term talking behavior was also a kind of harm to Merlin himself.And the only reason that caused him to do this - Merlin said: I also want to let you know how it feels to have someone chatting with you for a long time!

"My friend met a man who was very... smart. But he was always very dangerous, and my friend was hurt several times because of this man..."

Harry raised his hand, wanting to ask a question.

"You ask."

"Is your friend's man a flirt?"

"No." Joanna wanted to continue the story.

"Then your friend's man is a very grumpy person who will forcibly distort her point of view?"

"No." Joanna shook her head.

The emotion she had finally brewed was almost defeated by Harry's unreasonable behavior.

But Harry was still asking, "Your friend's man is..."

"Enough!" Joanna interrupted Harry's series of questions angrily.She gave up on herself and said: "We all know that my friend is myself. You don't want to help me solve my problems at all!"

"Problems always need to be solved by yourself." Harry comforted Joanna. He stretched out his hand and hit Joanna on the shoulder. The temperature and weight of a palm helped Joanna who was a little frightened to calm down.

"I don't know..." Joanna murmured blankly, and Harry felt that Joanna was really lost at this time.She is exploring an outlet where she can deal with her emotions.And the final result has no effect on others, but to Mr. Mycroft Holmes, it may be very important.

Harry watched Joanna lower her head in frustration, she was thinking about the problem angrily.

"Before that, I think you should take a look at the dress that was just delivered."

Harry delivered the gift box to Joanna at the right time. ——The box is an ordinary box, not rough, but there is no romantic element.Joanna carefully opened the box, and there was only one skirt in the box, and there was nothing extra - no flowers, roses or letters.

This made Joanna breathe a sigh of relief, but she seemed to be missing something.

Suddenly she said to Harry, "Do you know what the little dress my father gave me looked like?"

Harry shook his head, he had to remind Joanna: "If you haven't forgotten, your dance partner is me, and I will always see you in a dress!"

*

Class reunions are always a place full of comparisons.Joanna skipped classes frequently in high school, and her classmates almost missed her.But she still has a group of classmates in the private elementary school. At that time, everyone was a little carrot, and they wore a reduced version of a suit and skirt on certain occasions.

At least that's how it was for Joanna.Burton's situation is just a case, at least no one has ever bullied Joanna - she is a quiet but scary child.

Joanna went from scary kid to eccentric adult.The planner's invitation to her was just an invitation.No one wanted to climb up to Miss Hilde's family, and they didn't really believe that Hilde would appear at the venue.

——After all, most of the parties are businessmen who have been successful or not yet fully successful.

Joanna put away the clothes Mycroft had given her.She was wearing a gown designed by a friend of her father's.Joanna was already very depressed when she got the clothes - the theme of the clothes is goldfish, although the design is very elegant, but the theme is goldfish!

"Will there be any danger at this banquet?" Harry changed into a decent dress. They were relatively conservative in their choice of clothes, and did not choose some overly expensive clothes.

"Why are you asking me?"

"I just want you to know that mi6 got the live broadcast of the banquet from us."

"That is to say..." Joanna walked through the long red carpet in the banquet porch with a formulaic smile.She understood what Harry meant: "Most of the news is transmitted from your glasses?"

*

Sounds like an incredible story.Eggsy's heart also filled with resentment towards Mr. Holmes.Although he knew that he and Harry would not appear at the banquet at the same time, seeing Harry participating with other women made him inexplicably irritated.

Mycroft deliberately left Eggsy, who wanted to watch.His computer screen was divided into four equal windows, three surveillance views, and one call from Galahad.

This kind of scene is not a large-scale investigation, and Mycroft's behavior is a waste of resources.

Eggsy watched Joanna and Eggsy walking hand in hand. There was a certain age difference between the two, but they cooperated very well.

"Why is Joanna wearing clothes?" Mycroft's expression was a little strange.

"Is there anything wrong with the goldfish?" Eggsy asked casually, staring at Harry on the screen.Except for the time when Joanna rejected him, Mycroft was still very gentle most of the time.He has been very cooperative with the doctor's request for the past few hours.This gave Eggsy hope that he would leave the hospital.

"I think Mr. Heard did it on purpose. There's a little story about the goldfish..." Mycroft didn't elaborate.It can only be said that thanks to Sherlock, the saying that people other than their brothers are goldfish is widely circulated. From Scotland Yard to mi6, the image of Sherlock Holmes is directly linked to high IQ and low EQ.

Mr. Hilde's behavior is still a warning, he is reminding him that Joanna is just an ordinary person, and it is best for him to give up.

Eggsy didn't understand about the goldfish, his attention was drawn to the imaging on the screen, several people approached Harry and Joanna, and they had an argument at one of the exits of the party.