[Comprehensive] Baker Street Survival Guide

After the doorbell rang, Harry went to open the door—a handsome man stood behind the door.Joanna's sight was blocked by Harry, and she heard a familiar voice—"Hello, I... Weiwei at home has taken her newborn kitten, I want to ask, do you I saw her coming."

Harry glanced at the man in front of him—well-bred, dressed in a casual suit, well-spoken, and a lover of pets.

At this time, Joanna also recognized the identity of this person from the familiar voice——Luke Black.It's only half a block from the apartment.His father was in the oil business, and Luke was his only son.

Joanna went to the same elementary school as Luke, and Luke's father had a title and was often mentioned in the newspapers.So there's a traditional pattern of those kids bullying and isolating Luke, bragging that they once made a kid from a better-off family bow down to him.

But after all, this is just a story in Joanna's memory.She looked at the young handsome man in front of her, completely unable to match the image in her mind.

"If you're talking about a lion cat... that's not a purebred cat. Vivi in ​​your family seems to have found a wild cat!" For Joanna, all age-appropriate Young men will be part of the danger, the danger of being blind dated, and the possibility of meeting the profile of the murderer behind the scenes.

"I think so. She is a white lion cat. She is very small. Can I meet her?"

Joanna and Harry looked at each other.

Harry nodded slightly. He reached an agreement with Joanna, and replied straightforwardly, "I'll bring her to you."

"Excuse me, is it just Hilde's mansion?" Luke standing at the door looked a little anxious, he stomped his feet, no matter how motherly this action was, Joanna paid attention to his eyes.

"Yes. I wanted to ask you just now, do you remember? We were classmates in elementary school..."

The other party's lips moved, and this subtle expression made Joanna briefly match the person in front of her with her memory.Her attention was on Luke's left hand in his pocket, the outline of which was very mind-blowing.

"Ah..." Luke's eyes flickered.His empty and out-of-focus look changed slightly. Under Joanna's guidance, he seemed to recall some of the long past.

But soon, the confused expression struggled to disappear.

Joanna and Luke heard the kitten meow at the same time.Joanna turned her head slightly, as if she wanted to see what happened to Harry.

The accident happened at this moment. Luke took out a sharp silver dagger from his left pocket. It should belong to a kind of kitchen supplies, but it was not safely placed in the kitchen at this time.Luke wrapped Joanna with one hand, and stabbed her in the heart with the other.

Joanna's astonishment and astonishment were reflected in Luke's empty eyes. Her center of gravity was tilted forward due to the intruding external force. The two hugged each other like long-lost lovers, and quickly separated in a few moments.

Luke's sword sliced ​​through Joanna's woolen coat, but stopped just in time to do any damage.

"Be careful, sir." Harry, who was supposed to go back to the room to pick up the kitten, controlled Luke's dangerous movements.After this unsuccessful attack, Luke's expression changed from peaceful to crazy, and the negative emotions in his eyes were also reflected in his expression.Even though Harry's control was very firm, his struggle still felt very uncomfortable.

Joanna took two steps back.She returned to a safe distance, and her expression returned to normal, as if she hadn't had a brush with death.Not everyone can kill her, Joanna is basically not afraid of danger, what she fears is being the only one left behind.

"Aren't you afraid of something wrong with me? I thought your mission was to keep me safe?!" Joanna asked Harry.

At this moment, Harry took out a soft copy from somewhere on his body, controlled Luke, and answered Joanna's question at the same time: "Didn't we communicate just now?"

"Eye contact?" Joanna asked knowingly.

"I'm not the only one who is taking care of you." Harry pointed to Joanna at a multi-faceted house, a hidden place where the lens of the scope flipped under the sunlight.Joanna did not continue to ask.She said with some pity: "This person is not a murderer, I'm afraid we won't gain much."

It's a pity, but the facts have shown that Luke is still the bullied kid in childhood, with a strict father and a miserable school life. He still can't find his exact role in adulthood.Confused going in and out of various places, unfortunately, the conversation is just an empty shell.

Dr. Hannibal is very good at misleading such patients, and his situation is exactly the same as those patients that Hannibal has misled.But... at least in this matter, it wasn't Dr. Hannibal's handwriting.What the other party did was not subtle enough, more like a self-taught guy.

"Our protection for you is useful, Joanna, no matter what your essential job is, you can trust our arrangement." Harry pulled Lu Lu up from the ground, and the kingsman's special car had already parked on the street behind up.

Joanna frowned slightly: "Do you have a special person in charge of questioning? But I don't think you can ask anything from this person. In contrast, he may need professional psychological counseling, which will be very important one thing!"

Harry's movements paused for a moment. He had already taken Luke a few steps, but he still deliberately turned around, "Joanna, is this your compassion?"

Joanna was speechless for a moment, not because of Harry's problem, but because of her concern. Luke, who was already depressed, showed a moved expression.

"That's right..." I just softened my heart a bit.If so, Luke Black will have a future, and she will not add any comments for now.

Joanna watched Harry send Luke who had stopped struggling to the special car, and couldn't help standing on the steps and whistled to Harry.

Harry turned his head and saw Joanna bathed in the red sunset, and shouted to him loudly: "I must admit, those few strokes just now were really handsome, Mr. Hart!"

"I can hear you, so you don't need to shout so loudly." Harry said helplessly.

"I didn't hear clearly, maybe you can speak louder." Another voice whizzed from Harry's side, and Joanna looked at the person who was coming, it was Mr. Hilde who had just got out of the car.As soon as he appeared, he brought the picture into another style.

"I can't believe that you were in such danger just now, and you are still in the mood to comment out loud!" Mr. Hilde had just returned from Mycroft's.As soon as he got out of the car, he saw the tear on Joanna's skirt.

At this time, he was in a complicated mood. Joanna and Mycroft, who made him more angry, he couldn't tell for a while!

"I'm just expressing my gratitude." Joanna ran over to hold Mr. Hilde's hand, dumbfounded. She tried her best to appease her father, and then tried to tell a story to divert Mr. Hilde's attention.

This is one of the differences between Joanna and Mycroft.Joanna had her own way of making her father less angry.

Harry watched Joanna trying to make Mr. Hilde happy, and frowned slightly. He saw in Joanna the panic she was trying to hide.

*

Kings\man's treatment plan for Luke and his mental assessment report, together with the situation report written by Merlin, all appeared on Mycroft's computer late that night.

The patient wanted to find a cushion, but after this toss, no one dared to give Holmes a chance to work.Cynthia obeyed the doctor's orders, read some documents for him at most, she provided Mycroft with the table of contents and abstracts, and limited his working hours.These permissions come from Mr. Holmes' parents who came belatedly, the Prime Minister and Cynthia herself.

The consequences of repeated rupture of the wound may be permanent.No one can afford to lose this possibility.

It was not unexpected that Mycroft requested details of Joanna's report from the catalog.Cynthia provided him with a full report and gave him and Eggsy time to spend together.

"Sir, it's only been seven hours since you fell into a coma. It was yesterday that Joanna was in danger. Galahad will handle these problems satisfactorily. You should trust our ability!" Eggsy felt that Mike Loft's actions completely questioned Harry's ability to work.

Mycroft ignored his complaints.He came to the same conclusion as Joanna: "The real culprit behind the scenes is definitely not this person. He is just creating a sense of crisis for Joanna, and he will appear soon."

But this time, instead of bringing Joanna into a crisis, the murderer helped them discover some information—Joanna was right, this person is a young relative, and he still has the idea of ​​being competitive. He likes complicated layouts and dramas turned things...

"Is there a communication relationship between you and Mr. Galahad? I need to communicate with Joanna, and it must be the kind that bypasses the ordinary communication device."

"There is no such way. Merlin cut off the direct communication between me and Galahad, and I can't directly contact him now." Eggsy used a lame excuse, trying to perfunctory the man lying on the hospital bed .But in fact, more, but also the resentment for not being able to contact Harry!

"Apply to your quartermaster, and I think he will agree, as if I owe him a personal favor." Mycroft continued without hesitation.

His words also indirectly indicated that the entire call was personal.

Joanna finally managed to coax Mr. Hilde.Joanna introduced Harry Hart to Mr. Heard. ——Mr. Galahad, who provided her with great help and directly saved her life.

It was only from the attire that it could be seen that Harry was not an ordinary bodyguard who was lost in the crowd.In addition, Mr. Hilde found that Joanna's attention was indeed attracted, which was a good sign, and it was enough to make Mr. Hilde more enthusiastically welcome Harry's existence.

At noon the next day, Harry received a communication from Eggsy.

Eggsy's enthusiastic call can be easily heard only from the audio, Harry unconsciously smiled, and Eggsy's smile appeared in his mind.

"Harry, Harry! Merlin has finally opened up the communication equipment. The communication between us has not affected the work..." Eggsy's voice rang in Harry's ear through the communication equipment.

"Eggsy." Harry listened for a while, and when he had finished complaining, he suggested with a smile: "Merlin is still online now! Have you encountered any problems?"

"I read your report. Your protection mission yesterday was really a success! Ms. Hilde is actually very cooperative...but I only have one disobedient patient here." I have gradually matured in the mission after mission. Eggsy woke up, and every time he returned to Harry, he would turn into a childish look again.

That's why Merlin wanted to cut off the chat channel between them.

"I'm still on the line. Eggsy, you better get to the point!  … Your opening was a little too long. I can hardly believe you've only been apart for two days. And— If you're going to compliment the content and writing of the report, I wrote that report!"

Merlin's intervention caused a brief silence between Harry and Eggsy.

On the internal secrecy route, the conversation among the agents was relatively relaxed, and Eggsy directly expressed his opinion: "Mr. Mycroft Holmes, who I was in charge of protecting, proposed to borrow an inside line after knowing that his sweetheart had also been assassinated. Communicate with Joanna." After a simple explanation, Eggsy paused, and then commented in an unbelievable tone: "Merlin agreed to such an unscrupulous request! What kind of person would like Holmes so stubborn? Terrible fellow!"