[Comprehensive] Baker Street Survival Guide

The distance from the corridor to the lounge is not too short. Most of the time, this distance can play a good role in mitigating. After arriving in the lounge, have a glass of treasured wine, and many things can be discussed happily. .

But the routine didn't do much for Mrs. Holmes or Mr. Heard.

For the first time in his life, when Mycroft closed the door to the lounge, he felt that the layout of the lounge was less than he had hoped. —A bouquet of flowers should be placed, if that can reduce the current smell of gunpowder a little.Smart people rarely put themselves in a dilemma, unless they encounter a situation where there is no way to avoid it.

Mycroft found two wine glasses from the wine cabinet and put them on a tray, and then took out a bottle of red wine kept at a constant temperature from another level of the wine cabinet.

Mr. Hilder and Mrs. Holmes had sat down on opposite sofas while he was pouring the wine.

"—Frankly speaking, I was very surprised to hear that my daughter was about to marry a colleague of mine." Mr. Hield started the fight.

"I can understand your mentality. It seems that you were busy with work when you were young, and your relationship with your daughter was not close. Now you have encountered a more difficult problem?" Mrs. Holmes answered, and she easily led the topic to a topic that was easy to get angry. level.

Mycroft's pouring hand trembled.But he didn't have the right to guide the target of the conversation today, so he could only listen to the topic slipping in a more dangerous direction. ——After working with Mr. Hilde for a long time, it is not difficult for him to know that Hilde is a guy who loves his daughter as much as his life.Whoever questioned his concern for Joanna must have made a fool of himself.

"The relationship between our father and daughter has always been very good. I think the crux of the problem is that Joanna is not yet deeply involved in the world, and she has not yet made the best judgment." Mr. Hilder's eyes contained anger.But he finally understood that the lady in front of him was not the kind of expert debater he had seen in the council. Even if she was Holmes' mother, he had better maintain a little demeanor and not push too much when talking.

But Mr. Heald had never hated his own damn gentlemanly manners so much.

"I don't think so." Mrs. Holmes frowned. "I have seen Miss Heard. She is definitely not the kind of submissive little girl you said."

"When did I say that my Joanna is submissive! My God! Can you see any girl who is better than Joanna!" Mr. Hilde now feels that the lady opposite is deliberately against him.But before his stern rebuttal, Mr. Hilder felt compelled to ask Mrs. Holmes to answer a question: "What do you think of Joanna?"

——A father who is proud of his daughter is always unwilling to miss the praise of his daughter from others.

"I always think that a girl who likes black tea will not have a bad temper." Mrs. Holmes thought for a while before giving such an answer.

This is really a bit perfunctory, but Mrs. Holmes did not have a deep influence on Joanna. In recent years, many daughters of ministers and the like have visited their homes. Than, I have to say, gives a relatively weak impression.

The two gentlemen in the room watched her helplessly as they awaited further comments from Mrs. Holmes.But in the end, they still found that this is the last comment.

——Is your temper not too bad?

—Damn it!

"Then I'm a little worried about your sloppyness. If you don't know Joanna well, then you should let her go back to her father. If you only see such a little good quality in her after meeting Joanna If so, I'm really worried about my daughter's happiness."

"I think Miss Heald is marrying my son, not myself."

"We all know that marrying a person is also equivalent to marrying that person's family. I'm not saying it's a marriage, but if it's the Sherlock Holmes family...with all due respect, we all know that the great detective Sherlock... Sherlock Holmes' ability to detect crimes, and his ability to cause trouble are also outstanding. Joanna is bound to deal with those troubles, which is inevitable!"

"Mr. Hilde!"

"Mrs. Holmes!"

With the parents of both sides refusing to give in to each other, they all looked at Mycroft unanimously.

"Mr. Mike (Mr. Holmes), what do you think?"——questions in unison.

In fact, from the moment the door was closed, Mycroft felt that time was a bit difficult.As the conversation continued, the flow of time became slower and slower, and Mycroft felt rather embarrassed that he was not favored. He frowned slightly, thinking of ways to break the deadlock.

It seemed as if someone had heard his request.Or there are tight logical inferences behind all the accidents.

Someone knocked lightly on the door of the lounge from outside, and when there was no response, the person outside opened the door.

The two old men were rather displeased, and they subconsciously regarded the person who knocked on the door as someone who interfered with Mycroft's line of sight.But as that person walked into the room, Mr. Hilde called out her name in surprise: "Joanna! Why are you here?!"

Good question.

Things may go back to after Joanna has lined up the invitations to the wedding.Either way, her father will be at his daughter's last wedding.He'd walk down the aisle holding Joanna's arm, and he'd send Joanna into Mycroft's hands.

... Then, you can see the ending.

Joanna got a more accurate tip that Scotland Yard found the body of a gangster at the end of an alley in London.It was initially determined that it was just a vendetta, but in the photo album of the gangster's mobile phone, they found a picture named 'Molan'.

Some tipper who tried to double the bounty, who ended up not being able to or walking away with the bounty.But the message that needed to be discovered was backed up to Joanna's mobile phone in time.

——Let's just think that the side face with not too high pixels is Moran after plastic surgery.

His condition didn't look very good, at least he wasn't as attentive as Dr. Hannibal Lecter when it came to finding a plastic surgeon.

Joanna, Mycroft and even Sherlock, the first step in their search for Moran was to look for plastic surgeons in London and even around London. Both the bright and small workshops were checked, but nothing was found.But judging from Moran's side profile, he had a lot of plastic surgery, and someone was secretly helping him.

Too.People like him, people like Moriarty, even after death, will still haunt them for many years.

These days Joanna occasionally looks in the mirror while she brushes her teeth in the morning, at the jumping numbers on her body.

The string of numbers changed slightly as the wedding date was finalized, which convinced Joanna that when the wedding ended, everything ended.

This urges Joanna to finish what she wants to do in time. It also gave her the corresponding courage.

For example... go to rescue Mycroft.

Memories are over, returning to the cruel reality.

Mycroft's firepower has been shared a lot because of Joanna's appearance, but that doesn't mean they are all relaxed.

"Answer my question, Joanna! You know I'm worried about you!" Mr. Hilde's brows frowned even tighter.

"I'm sorry, but please believe that the marriage between me and...Mike has been carefully considered."

"Maybe you did think carefully, and the result is that your father became the last person to know the news of your wedding?" For a fleeting moment, Joanna was sure that she saw a trace of hurt in her father's eyes.

"I'm mainly worried about your objection, but from another level, you should also adapt to a person's life in advance." It is very difficult to say this sentence.This means that Joanna is officially saying goodbye to her past.

"Joanna!" As the only person who knew, Mycroft slightly raised his voice to remind Joanna to pay attention to her words, but at the same time, he walked up to Joanna, and the two stood side by side.

Mr. Hilde looked at the man and woman in front of him, and he felt a chill in his heart. ——Since when did the relationship between him and Joanna become like this?

No, it doesn't matter anymore!

The old man shook his head almost disheartened, his dark gray eyes were full of water, and finally he just lowered his voice and said firmly to Joanna: "Maybe you really grow up... I hope you I will not regret your decision. I will go to your wedding, as long as you send me the invitation, but Joanna, you must remember that after the wedding, you will never come to see me!"

After saying this, Mr. Hilde had no intention of staying in front of Mrs. Holmes any longer.He strode open the door and walked out, leaving the house that had completely disappointed him.

Now, there were only three people in the room again.

Mycroft took Joanna's hand and stood before his mother.

"I hope Joanna's words just now won't have any negative impact on you... But as you can see, this is my choice."

Mrs. Holmes listened quietly to her son defending Joanna.She didn't have the same troubles as Mr. Hilde, but she saw the key to some things clearly.

"So...you guys have the same job? Don't tell me the specifics, but do you know what each other does every day?"

"That's right, Mrs. Holmes." The hand that Joanna and Mycroft held was trembling.The warmth from the palm next to her can indeed bring her some cuddling, but it doesn't mean everything.

"In that case, I have no objection." Mrs. Holmes stood up. "This is your business."

Soon, Mrs. Holmes also left the room.

Joanna strode to the wine cabinet, picked up the red wine from the tray, and drank it in one gulp.

"The misunderstanding is only temporary." Mycroft watched Joanna refill the wine glass.Her acting skills just now were very good, she covered up her heartbreak perfectly, and everyone was deceived.But Mycroft knew that was not the case, and Joanna was heartbroken in front of him.

"Yeah! After I die, he will know that I made the decision. But what do you do? This wedding, and everything that is coming soon?!"

"I thought your ability was only to foresee death, not the future?" Mycroft pressed Joanna's shoulders, her whole body trembling, the disguise just now was completely shattered.

But in fact there is not much difference.

Joanna carefully looked at this man who was willing to be interrogated by both parents for her. These things made him not so Holmes. She couldn't say that this meant that Mycroft had stepped down from the altar... or she About to step onto the altar.

But Joanna knew that she really couldn't foresee the future.

She is about to leave the world with a debt, and it seems that all she can do at this time is to walk over and seal it with a kiss.