[Comprehensive] Baker Street Survival Guide

The morning of the wedding day, the day Joanna was looking forward to, was also the end of everything.

In the past week, she and Mycroft have sorted out all the materials together, sending out invitations, setting up security, decorating the place, trying on dresses, buying wedding dresses, and when everything is ready, they can go to the end peacefully up.

The night before, Joanna had moved from Mycroft's villa to her other residence in downtown London.The wedding car will come to pick her up at this place, and everything will follow tradition.

During the time alone, Joanna took the time to study the cemeteries in London. She reserved a piece for herself and edited a memorial mv by the way.

the next morning.

Joanna got up from the soft Egyptian cotton fabric and went into the bathroom. In the mirror was an aging girl.During the last class reunion, many of Joanna's classmates had already found their life partners.Speaking of which, those people kept calling Joanna's wedding, hoping to get one or two invitations.

For Joanna's classmates who ignored her at the time, being able to attend this wedding was like a ticket to enter the celebrity social circle.

But Joanna turned down most of the callers.She made some special arrangements at the wedding site, not allowing them to attend, definitely for their safety.

After that, it is time to wash up and wait for the makeup girl with the best makeup skills in London to come and apply makeup.Many details of bridal makeup are very different from everyday makeup.This kind of thing often requires professional help.

A full set of expensive cosmetics plus complex beauty makeup. After three hours of hard work, when Joanna stood in front of the mirror again, she felt that the money was not in vain.

"It's very beautiful. It's the first time for me to wear such thick eye makeup."

"This is the wedding...Miss Hilde, you have very beautiful eyes. From a professional point of view, this method of painting is the most suitable for you."

"I'm not sure if people who don't know me well will recognize me..." Joanna was a little uncomfortable with this look.

"It's enough that I can accurately recognize you in the crowd, Joanna."

Mycroft's voice came from the bluetooth headset.Given that all the details of the wedding were completed by the two of them at the same time, it was necessary to maintain the necessary correspondence before the meeting.

Even if the headset communication looks a bit like a joint activity between two secret agents, they may have to face the embarrassing scene of most of the foreign ministry and the cabinet attending the wedding—it will really be very similar to a daily work party .

"I've seen the convoy... very beautiful roses." Joanna glanced out the window.

"Don't stand by the window, Joanna! I thought I didn't need to tell you such a basic thing!" Mycroft's speaking speed and volume both increased slightly.

Joanna pursed her mouth aggrievedly, even though the other party couldn't see this action.Mycroft, who had done everything for her safety, was getting a little too nervous.

She walked downstairs with the help of the makeup lady and the security personnel.She wanted to tell Mycroft that such useless work was pointless.No one understands the workings of Reaper better than she...but it's better not to mention it in this happy time.

"A very traditional wedding! I'm sure that even if the media is not invited, this will be an event that cannot be surpassed in the next ten years or so!" Joanna was very satisfied with the results of the busy period.

Mycroft's friends and colleagues were there, and Joanna invited some of her acquaintances.Most people don't know about her precarious future, but those people are there, and they will be by Joanna's side as friends, seeing Joanna one last time.

At this time, Joanna remembered what some people had said to her: "If you are going to die, at least notify me, I must see who can solve your scourge!"

At that time, Joanna agreed, and the choice was to fulfill the agreed time.

The wedding convoy formed a beautiful formation, and trained agents drove to ensure that all accidents could be easily resolved.But the road was unimpeded, no one provoked a traffic war, and after careful calculation, there was no red light.

Smoothly makes people drowsy.

Time went back to four o'clock in the morning.Security personnel controlled the entire venue, and all staff on site, from waiters to cleaners, have undergone strict qualification reviews.Mycroft personally carried out this link. In the eyes of his subordinates, this kind of behavior is a bit overqualified. The activities held in Westminster do not have such strict screening procedures!

But if Mr. Holmes felt it necessary, who would refute his decision?

Strict entry documents and all-round identity checks, all nearby possible sniper spots are also strictly scanned.It was said that most of the guests present were distinguished, but some of the security personnel were ordered to do everything possible to protect Miss Joanna Hield.

It was four thirty in the morning.

Security personnel began to check the staff.The staff wore approved white T-shirts through the scanning machine, and then went through a second body search.Their work clothes were placed in the dressing room earlier, and even the chef's knives were carefully scanned.

"My God, it's just a kitchen knife. Don't you see me on TV?! All London knows that I have my own knife!" A fat man who was frisked complained.This was also seen as a way to cover up his embarrassment and guilt - he was put on the ground by the security personnel, and everyone was on the verge of an enemy. This kind of mobilizing state continued until the chef's identity and his statement were confirmed.

The subsequent process went much smoother.

When the last cleaner is brought into the venue, the most dangerous part of the day is over.

"This is really... Although we are the security captains, those secret agents are in charge of the overall situation. You said how greedy these officers are, and there are so many details to be prepared for a wedding!"

"You're right." It was a middle-aged man who spoke to the security captain.He was also wearing a security uniform. Although he was a bit old, no one could ignore his attack power.

According to the normal plan, Hannibal should enter the venue with the invitation six hours later.He didn't come in early to cause sabotage, but to return Joanna's favor—she helped him and Will ensure safety, and they checked the loopholes in the security system first to ensure that there was no security crisis.

Hannibal looked at the security captain with deep eyes.Although the other party was a bit chatty, this person had also received strict training.The trouble was with his team, the only reason Hannibal was able to sneak in was because he saw the dead body of a security guard in the trunk of a car three blocks away.

Instead, you can easily sneak into the periphery of the venue. If you are more prepared, you may be able to get close to the core target person.

Since Joanna was assassinated a month ago, Hannibal had a hunch that this kind of thing would not end with Joanna's wedding, or that the end of the assassination might also represent Joanna's death.

Hannibal was a little bored staying in the monitoring room.The locations on those electronic screens have all been memorized in his mind.

So quietly, Hannibal exited the room.

He was walking alone in the hallway, following the security guard's programmed patrol route.After on-the-spot observation, there are still some blind spots for monitoring, and the danger lies in those places that the probe cannot take pictures.

Hannibal wasn't the only one scouting the grounds for danger.

When he sensed someone around the corner, he stood up quickly.There is some smell of pine oil and disinfectant in the nose, as well as the dust of paper towels, accompanied by the smell of some expensive shower gel.If it weren't for the current occasion, Hannibal might want to praise the other party's good taste.

But such a mix of expensive and cheap smells certainly says a lot.

Hannibal secretly heightened his vigilance.He pulled out his tie and wrapped it around his hand as an attacking weapon.A murderer is an existence that can be hunted, and Will will not refuse to destroy such a person.

The person on the other side of the corner seemed to have noticed something.

That's right...very cautious prey.Hannibal held his breath, and he tried to further outline the image of the other party—professional training, even body fat distribution, maybe an Englishman, or——

The corresponding evaluation has not yet been completed.The man around the corner moved, and Hannibal jumped on him.

They coincidentally controlled the scope of the fight to the only monitoring blind spot in the venue.They are entangled with each other, and the other is also carrying some innocuous weapons - a towel, which is similar to Hannibal's tie.

The prey was experienced, and no one hesitated to fight back.Hannibal couldn't predict the opponent's punching movements, and when a fist hit him in the face, he responded with the same old punch.They fought in a small area of ​​less than two square meters, as if there was an invisible barbed wire limiting the range. There was no sound and no audience in this wonderful fight.

Following the footsteps of a third person in the corridor - the obvious sound of security shoes colliding with tiles.

Neither of the men who did it wanted to be exposed to the dark.

Hannibal decided to let the prey go for now, even though he was about to end the whole battle.

He and the murderer let go of each other at the same time.They took back their ties and towels and chose different directions to leave this corner.The funniest part is that they both think they can take each other's life within the next 2 minutes.

But the current situation is - a brief truce, Hannibal left obvious scars on the opponent's face, which will be a mark, enough to recognize this opponent among thousands of people, and enough to make the opponent not Dare to appear in the venue, which can basically rule out the possibility of melee attacks.

When the patrolling security guard walked to the place where Hannibal had previously fought, he frowned at a small dot on the wall—someone had fought here.

The security guard pressed his hat, and under the brim of his hat, there was a sneer—the messier the better, this is the last carnival!

The security guard didn't stay in this position for too long, he pretended to be ignorant and walked towards the meeting place at the end of the corridor.As he walked, he folded the sleeve that was longer than his actual arm length...

By the way, there is also a dark black dot left on his neckline, which is actually...something similar to bloodstains...