[Comprehensive] Baker Street Survival Guide

During the working hours of the day, Mycroft's desk was always placed with that red box.Given what he had to deal with and the people he met during the day, the number of people who saw this box was almost in the double digits.

Everyone who came in had something important to discuss with Mycroft nervously.But that doesn't mean they haven't noticed the overly conspicuous Mifen red box.

In the eyes of outsiders, this rice-divided red box is undoubtedly a kind of showing off, and the silent ambiguity and nostalgia decorate the whole room.That Miss Hilde silently showed his skills. She conquered Mycroft, which was tantamount to standing on the pinnacle of power.

Mr. Holmes looks like all those who are in love and eager to show off.

Therefore, this behavior of his also made those who are interested in restraining their dark thoughts about—Hilde and Holmes are just a political marriage.

Cynthia barely tolerated curiosity that came from outside the call of duty.

But at three o'clock in the afternoon, it is the time when people are most sleepy and their thinking is most likely to diverge.

Heard's Tom sent Mycroft a folder.He completely ignored the state of rejection of people in the department after seeing him. Most people don't like monitoring organizations like mi6.But this Tom was still in the mood to wink at Cynthia before he left, this man was not as immature as he showed.

... This person is Joanna's informant.Joanna also had high hopes for him.

It's just that Mr. Holmes probably doesn't like this young man too much.

"Do you need to make an appointment? There is still 5 minutes of free time on the timetable." Cynthia bit the bullet to keep it.She didn't really want to offend Joanna if she could.

"No, thank you." Tom's direct answer made Cynthia breathe a sigh of relief. He pointed to the document, "This is indeed what Miss Hilde asked me to send over. So..." You know, don't The records are too detailed.

In order for this document to appear in Mr. Holmes' field of vision in time, Cynthia had to enter the office at half o'clock.

"Today you sent files three times more frequently than usual." Mycroft glanced at Cynthia as he opened the file.His abrupt words made Cynthia's hands tremble slightly.

She couldn't help worrying about the deep meaning behind this sentence.Although she has been with Mr. Holmes for a long time, when the last secretary was dismissed, wasn't it also due to some small negligence?

"The extra times come from some new problems in the Middle East, and their pattern has undergone subtle changes after the intervention of external forces. The Diogenes security plan you specifically requested. And this one, Miss Joanna sent it over, this This document has not been opened, I think you should hope to see it as soon as possible."

——In essence, these three things are all related to Joanna.

Mycroft looked at Cynthia's face as if facing a formidable enemy, and showed a slight smile.

Soon, Cynthia realized that her nervousness was a little unnecessary. Mr. Holmes was just venting his anger because he knew who the person who sent the documents was.

"The person named Tom sent the documents? I hope you can strengthen the monitoring of him. The person named Tom still needs to be on guard sometimes."

Cynthia froze for a moment, not quite sure if Mycroft had told her a joke.

But that's the way it is.It took the secretary three times longer than usual to realize that her unsmiling boss had really made an approachable joke.

"Relax... Cynthia. I've always been very satisfied with your work.... Just a little Harry Potter joke. Your superiors just know that Voldemort's name is Tom, which isn't such a surprise."

But this was answered with a formulaic nod from the female secretary.

Cynthia had some headaches because Mr. Holmes actually made a joke like Miss Joanna, but she replied quite well: "Sorry, sir, I really don't know what Harry Potter is. If necessary, I will go to Study it."

Of course there is no need for this.

In the next second, Cynthia watched Mycroft open the Mifen red box. Whether it was a Pandora's box or a Mifen red sugar-coated bomb, those imaginations were a bit too much, and there were just a few ordinary things inside. Bottle pudding.

"It was done by Joanna, and the excess was brought to the office."

"You haven't eaten yet." Cynthia nodded, and Mr. Holmes' face darkened slightly after she realized this sentence.

He didn't seem very willing to share his sweets, and Cynthia thought she had been able to see these puddings because of some kind of mandatory policy from Joanna.

The conclusion drawn by Mr. Holmes is more tenable than Cynthia imagined.

"I don't think I'm in the mood for pudding anymore. Cancel the next event, we're going to Club Diogenes." Mycroft re-selected a three-piece suit from the wardrobe in the office.This was the most helpless move. He knew that no matter what clothes he chose, he would not satisfy Mr. Hilde and his mother.

But changing clothes is always a little more respectable than wearing a work suit.

In many cases, the suit is also his armor, used to welcome the upcoming bleak life.

"The car is already waiting outside the building. Good luck with your afternoon meeting."

"Maybe it won't go well..." Mycroft put on his tie in the changing mirror, and there will be a very difficult dinner party. He can give hundreds of predictions, but it's still... disaster Unexpected luck.

An old building doesn't change dramatically just because a man was assassinated there.Half of the foreign ministers and cabinet ministers still like to enjoy rare rest quietly in this club.

This is not because of how brazen and fearless they are, but because of a psychology that the general public can think of-since Mycroft has encountered danger here, then the security here must be flawless. It is definitely not as familiar and safe as this old place compared to random clubs.

The number of people in the Diogenes club has not decreased for any reason.

Mr. Hield was extraordinarily cautious this afternoon.

Regarding this conclusion, the most obvious evidence is that Shakespeare's script in his hand has not been turned over for more than an hour.

He was waiting for someone, a woman to be exact.

Mycroft was as protective of his family as he was of Joanna.At least Mr. Hilder had never seen Mrs. Holmes in any function, nor had he until now.

But in ten minutes, he was going to meet Mrs. Holmes.What would she be like?

——Created two annoying Sherlock Holmes, maybe a smart, restrained and highly educated woman?Or like an ordinary woman who can pass by in a London wet market?

All these things have become a little tricky because of the unknown.

While thinking about these questions, the door of Diogenes' room was gently pushed open.

Mr. Hilde, who had been looking forward to it, immediately looked up at the door.The person he was waiting for did not appear, and it was Mycroft who opened the door.But there was no room for him in this room.A group of gray-haired elderly people strictly abide by the rules of the club, no one speaks, but they all look at Mycroft, and some look at Mr. Hilde.

Mycroft stood at the door and signed: Can you come out?I have something to tell you.

Mr. Hilde understood this passage, but what he was thinking was whether it was still too late to pretend that he did not understand sign language at this time.If possible, he didn't want to see Mrs. Holmes at all to discuss the details of the so-called wedding. He wanted Joanna to return to him, not at that unreliable old man's house.

wedding?It's as if someone gave permission!

Mycroft gestured firmly three times.In order to prevent any bad remarks in the department the next day, Mr. Hilde walked out with him very displeased.

Mycroft saw Mr. Heard approaching like him.Time was running out, and the sound of high heels and blankets collided in the corridor of Diogenes Club.In recent years, there have been only a handful of women who have come to this club, so it may not be difficult to come to the conclusion that Mrs. Holmes has arrived.

"Mike!...This is Mr. Hilde? I saw your picture in the newspaper, and you are much younger than the one on TV." Mrs. Holmes came alone. On the issue of her son's wedding, she Much more important than Mr. Holmes's.

Mr. Hilde shook hands with Mrs. Holmes in a friendly manner in a gentlemanly manner.

"Mike... I'm a little curious, why are you here? It's not that you have something to unify with Mr. Hilde in advance."

Mycroft: "Of course not."

Mr. Hilde broke the stage and said: "I have the same question as you... I don't know what it means for Mycroft to appear suddenly during our meeting? I hope you are not trying to show off your department authority as mi6, or miss Club life!"

Mr. Hilde turned to Mrs. Holmes and said: "Your son is quite outstanding, and his work ability is impressive. But I think there are two children with high IQ in the family at the same time. I think you should work hard. "

"Who says no? Mike is no more worry-free than Sherlock most of the time. And since the wedding has been decided, I don't quite understand why you don't go home and prepare related matters with Joanna, Mike?"

The situation at the scene was even more tragic than Mycroft had imagined.

Mother's calling 'Mike' so he didn't know how to reply.But at least one thing is certain, and that is that neither of them wants to see him in this place very much.

Mycroft anticipated that he might become cannon fodder in the conversation, a common target.But when standing next to them, it was still a bit difficult to resist.

At least in front of these two old men, he was just a son, and a bastard who robbed his daughter.

"Why don't you talk about it in the lounge? Diogenes' corridor is not a good place to talk, and some traditions still need to be followed." Mycroft coughed dryly.It's a chore, but after today, it's really a bright future.

"We really need to have a good talk. If you want to join us, then follow up." Mr. Hilder accepted this one.He has his own opinion about the whole thing.The appearance of Mrs. Holmes shows that things are not as bad as he thought. The other party has already paid attention to Joanna, and Joanna is not too confident in favor of Holmes.

Accepting the established fact, before entrusting his daughter to his old enemy on the red carpet of the wedding, Mr. Heard felt that he needed to toss Mycroft for everything he had done in the past!