[Comprehensive] Baker Street Survival Guide

After discussing with Mr. Hilde about Joanna's photo album for a long time, Mr. Evan Burton, who had been bothering him for more than two hours, got up and prepared to leave.

He did choose a very suitable time to come to the door, and the content of the chat after that made Mr. Hilde very satisfied.Therefore, when their conversation came to a close, Mr. Hilde resolved to see him to the door himself.

The flattered Mr. Burton took another call before leaving - as if he always had work to do.

Hilde couldn't help expressing concern about his situation.Often a workaholic wife will not be happy.If Burton has slowly shown his potential to love work, then the matter between him and Joanna needs to be considered again.

"Is there always that much work to do? If you're in a hurry, I can have my driver take you back."

"No... It's just that there are a few orders in the company recently, and my father handed them over to me to manage. The other party is not in the same time zone as us, which caused some troubles..." Burton explained the problem seriously, and he didn't care about it at all. Hope Mr. Hilder misunderstood.

"But you still need to set aside some time for yourself to rest. Work is never finished. I think you also have appropriate entertainment!" Mr. Hilder accompanied the young guest to the door, while asked gently.

"Of course. I think some things are more important than work..." Burton paused again when he said this, and then he finished in one go: "If Miss Joanna wants to know me, I will I think this is something more important than work."

If there was a so-called standard answer for talking to Mr. Hilde, Mycroft's answer was zero, and Burton's reply was close to full marks.

Mr. Hilde went to the door.As he put his hand on the doorknob, another text message popped up on Burton's phone.

Burton, who looked down at the text message, paused for a moment.He put the phone in his pocket and said politely: "I'll just go back by myself. You'd better go to bed early, I've already disturbed you so much today."

He touched the doorknob before Mr. Hilde, and opened the door.

The door had just been opened, and Burton saw the scene outside the door.One of his feet was hanging in the air. According to the custom, after he walked out of the door, Mr. Hilde would still say a few polite words to let the guests leave happily.

Up to now, if their previous movements were all moving at a uniform speed, after opening the door, Burton suddenly changed into a fast movement.

Burton tried to close the door as fast as he could, but the door was blocked by a foot from the outside.

Mr. Hilde could see clearly from behind the door that this person's shoes were different from the uniformly configured shoes of the security guards outside. Moreover, if someone stood at the door of his house during this time period, he would be stopped by the security guards. down.

This abnormal situation made Mr. Hilde's heart skip a beat.He didn't drink much red wine tonight, and his mind was still very clear. The word 'assassination' flashed in his mind.He quickly understood Burton's intentions, and stomped on the intruder from behind the door, causing the intruder to suffer pain and being pinched tightly by the door. Before he put the weapon deep into the door, his foot was still He was promptly kicked out by Burton.

The sound of the door being locked made Mr. Hilde feel at ease like never before. He leaned against the back of the door and wanted to take a rest from fatigue.

But Burton didn't relax in the slightest because the other party was pushed out of the pipe door. He almost lost his grace and pulled Mr. Hilde up and led him upstairs.

"I just saw that there is no one outside...he will come in soon!" Burton's face was pale, and he was trembling slightly.

Mr. Hilde never saw the face of the man outside the door, but he could feel the danger and the kindness from Burton.No matter how worried he was, at this moment, he took the initiative to run upstairs with Burton.

Just halfway through, Hilde and Burton both heard the sound of being shot at the door, and the two looked at each other, feeling even more horrified.

"Is there any place to hide?" Burton tried to stabilize his voice, but the tremor in his volume still existed.

Mr. Hilde took Burton to his study without hesitation.The gate there is special, at least for a while, it cannot be opened.

Under the leadership of Mr. Hilde, the two men rushed back and forth into the room in a hurry.

After locking the door, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

"We should contact Scotland Yard as soon as possible!" Burton's face was pale, and his eyes fell on the phone on Mr. Hilde's desk.

But when he picked it up to broadcast the number, he found that the phone line had been cut.

"Don't you have a mobile phone! Contact mi6 at this time! If Scotland Yard comes over, we will all have to explain here!"

"mi6...is there a hotline?" Burton held the phone blankly, until Mr. Hilde snatched the phone over, the two of them could almost feel the vibration of the door panel, and the person outside had already gone upstairs , still arrogantly trying to break in.

After broadcasting the number, contact all those who can call for help.Mr. Hilde looked at the telephone wires in the room, and felt deeply that Mycroft was unreliable.Not without malice, he wondered if Mycroft was so angry after the last conversation that he deliberately relaxed the security personnel around him at this time, so that he would die in an accident!

The killer sent this time was even more brutal.They must have known about the phone calls that McCluroft used to call for help. No matter whether he succeeded or failed in the end, they all eliminated the hidden danger of calling for help this time...cutting the phone line...it was a very creative approach.

Even Mr. Hilder knows that there is something called a mobile phone in this world. They didn't block the signal. They probably regard Hilder as the kind of old-fashioned old man who doesn't have a mobile phone... The problem is, if not If Burton is here, Mr. Hilde will really face the dilemma of being unable to ask for help!

Mr. Hilde was thinking silently.Burton, who strayed into the study at this time, felt as if he had entered another world.The only decorations in the room were books. Various types of books were displayed on the large book wall, and some of the contents on the spines were in Latin, Burton was sure.Therefore, there is a basis for the fact that Mr. Hilde is an outstanding student who graduated from the Department of Literature.

"Now we can only wait for rescue..."

"I just hope that the murderer won't come in through the window... the windows on the second floor are not too difficult to climb..." Burton followed Hilde's words.They suddenly realized that the banging on the door had stopped.The two men looked at each other, and a thought flashed through their minds at the same time - Burton's (me) guess might be coming true!

At this time, the sound of the wooden warehouse suddenly sounded.The sound came from downstairs. To the two frightened men, it sounded like the pursuers had sent a team to support them.

But as the sound of the wooden warehouse stopped, the sound of well-trained footsteps came slowly from downstairs.Mr. Hilton has relatively rich experience, and he realized a little earlier than Burton—their rescue arrived in time!

With the arrival of Scotland Yard agents, both Joanna and Harry had to abide by the rules of attendance.Lestrade was appointed by Mycroft to complete this police dispatch. Such a troublesome case was assigned to him out of thin air. While he was at Scotland Yard, he also tacitly believed that this was deliberately arranged by his backstage.

But only Lestrade himself knows that he is almost on the verge of rage recently-Sherlock has lost contact mysteriously, and there are still many bizarre files in his hands that lack strong explanations. Trade sincerely hopes that Sherlock can come back to save the declining rate of solving cases.

But what was even more troublesome was that when he saw Joanna at the scene, he inevitably suspected that these moths appeared because of Joanna.At least the guy with the shard of the chandelier stuck in the carotid artery was probably Joanna's handiwork.

Lestrade had various speculations in his mind, but he said nothing.Joanna didn't know what agreement she had reached with Mycroft. Holmes meant that he should treat Joanna well.

But Lestrade didn't intend to do that, he just put Joanna and all the people who took the notes together and treated them normally.

—until there was a call to Lestrade.

"Joanna!" Lestrade trotted up to Joanna.Around the same time as him, Harry also received a notification from Merlin.But the news still made Lestrade announce it, in a straightforward and terrifying way-"Your father was assassinated in Kensington!"

In an instant, all the blood on Joanna's face faded. Lestrade had never seen such a reaction from her. He realized that his punctuation was a bit too much, and hurriedly remedied: "But Mr. Hilde didn't Get hurt. I can have them drive you if need be..."

Harry rejected Lestrade's offer. "I'll just drive her back, the car is already waiting outside."

Lestrade was sure that he had never seen Harry before, he asked with some doubts: "This is..."

"My housekeeper, or my guardian, if you must ask."

Joanna needs to know more things, but her mobile phone is not with her. This unplanned thing really messed her up, and the feeling that the blood in her whole body is cold has not completely disappeared.It was the first time for Harry, who was sitting next to Joanna, to feel Joanna's emphasis on family affection so thoroughly and intuitively for the first time, because he also saw Joanna's trembling hands hidden behind her back.

Because of the perspective recorded by Harry's glasses, Mycroft was able to see all of Joanna's reactions at the closest distance.The only good news was—the second group of people he sent felt at the critical moment that this was the key to saving Mr. Hilde.But it is undeniable that the first wave of agents who were fascinated by everyone was also someone else, and this is his unshirkable responsibility.

——There were no casualties, but Mr. Hilde's house in Kensington was in a mess, and the gangsters were shot and killed on the spot. When Joanna arrived, she should still have a chance to see the evidence of incomplete removal on the ground. thing.

There is no doubt that the murderer has completely focused on Hilde and his daughter this time.Mycroft felt that this time was also an opportunity. Once Joanna's anger rose, she would definitely take some more effective measures to track down the person behind the scenes.

As for Joanna saying Harry was her 'guardian'... well, only Cynthia would tell you - there's another terrible low air pressure in the ward.