Will and McCroft made a pact that they would infiltrate the orphanage at night and arrest the man under the pseudonym Tom, as Tom was a dangerous figure and it was uncertain whether there would be a shootout.

And if a trained agent like Tom was able to put a tiny transmitter on Will's body, he must have set up a surveillance system near the orphanage. If Tom didn't want to find out about them, he had to lure him away, and the task was given to Will.

In view of Will's age, when he agreed to this condition, McCroft had already made it clear to him that the mission was very dangerous, and if Tom found out, then he might become a hostage, and what kind of encounter would happen to him at that time, even Mycroft could not tell.

But Will agreed, because this kind of thing always has to be done by someone, and there is no better candidate but him, even if Tom is smart, Will has confidence in himself.

Just like McCroft's analysis of Will, Will has always walked on the border between light and darkness, he can become Hannibal or the little teacup at the beginning, and now he is the kind one who is shown to everyone.

Just like Hannibal, after spending a long time in the orphanage, Will began to take them under his wing, so when he negotiated the terms with Mycroft, his first request was to ensure the safety of the children and nuns in the orphanage.

This McCroft assured him that he had secretly informed the nun when Will came to Tom, that from now on the doors and windows were retracted, and that all the people would hide from coming out, no matter what they heard or what was happening.

Although the nuns didn't quite understand Will's meaning, Will was not a kid who liked to joke, and when they saw his stern face, the nuns nodded, and they said that they would also inform the children to hide under the bed when they returned to the room.

Will showed a small smile, as long as the door to the room was blocked, he believed that Tom would not be able to hold any hostages temporarily, and the only one who could be a hostage at that time was him, but Will had experienced something more terrible than this, how could he not deal with men.

He and Tom sat facing each other, the clock was already pointing to nine o'clock, and the children had just left, and Will begged the nun for a long time to play chess with Tom before he was allowed to stay.

Probably Will's disguise was too good, and Tom didn't suspect that Will had other plans, although he was embarrassed.

Will held the chess pieces in his hand and said to Tom with a smile, "Mr. Tom, there are only two of us left, let's start playing chess." ”

Tom looked at Will's smile and felt that something was not right, but he didn't think about what a seven-year-old could do.

In order not to be noticed by Tom, Mycroft's men stopped at a distance from the orphanage, and they disguised themselves as passers-by and walked in the direction of the orphanage, with McCroft holding his trademark little black umbrella in his hand, walking on the way to the orphanage as if he were walking.

But if you look closely, you can see that there is an unnatural bulge in the back of Mycroft's waist, and there is a small hand/gun, which is McCroft's hand/gun.

"Sire, the time has come."

This time Ancia didn't come with her, she wasn't a field agent in the first place, she wasn't an agent, and Mycroft brought her here to hide her identity in case of emergency, so she was left in the hotel for missions like this.

His subordinates glanced at the time and stepped forward to inform him that the time had come, Mycroft looked at the orphanage not far away, the lights were extinguished one by one, and only a few lights were still on, because the location of the orphanage was also remote, so it was quiet at this time, and Mycroft checked the time again and waved his hand.

"Action."

He believed that Will had lured Tom out of the room, and that all he needed now was to enter the orphanage before Tom knew it, and then arrest him.

If it weren't for the sake of survival, McCroft could have taken a □□ and shot down No.2 with the pseudonym Tom, so that he wouldn't have to be in the trouble like he is now.

"Don't involve the nuns and children in the orphanage."

“Yes，sir！”

McCroft kept his promise to Will Graham, and he would do it if he said he would keep those people safe.

Tom's heart was flustered, inexplicably flustered.

He always thought that this little boy named Will was just a little interested in chess, and he taught him a little in order to hide it, and in his previous games, Will always lost badly, no different from a beginner.

But now, Tom realizes that he has mistaken the little boy in front of him.

This chess game was firmly in Will's hands from the moment he dropped his first piece.

Tom found out that Will not only knew chess, but also was a middle and high master, his every move was carefully calculated, and he even knew which move Tom would take next, which was inseparable from Will's intelligence and empathy, Will substituted himself into Tom's emotions, to think about how he should play, so as to find a way to crack it.

Everyone has their own way of playing chess, like Mycroft and Sherlock, they always know what your next move is, because these things are imprinted in their minds, and your expression or just a simple look can tell them what your next move will be. For example, when Harold plays chess, he can calculate the countless possibilities in advance and then figure out how to deal with them. Hannibal is the same as Will, not only is he very good at chess, but he can also read your mind, and you can follow his will in every move.

Will knew that Tom would not give up at this time, because giving up would be tantamount to admitting defeat to a seven-year-old, and a competitive man like Tom would never do that.

So there is still a game to play.

"Will, you've made a lot of progress."

Will smiled widely, "That's because Mr. Tom taught him well." ”

In fact, Tom was talking nonsense with his eyes open, and they all knew that Will was making great progress, it was like a chess master sitting across from him.

"Mr. Tom is a little absent-minded."

It was already nine twenty o'clock in the evening, and according to the plan, there were still ten minutes before McCroft's men were about to start the arrest operation completely, and just now Will faintly heard the sound of footsteps, very soft, if I guessed correctly, it should be McCroft Holmes's people.

Tom looked unsettled, and Will's aggressiveness in chess meant that he had to think for a while before he dared to fall down.

"It's not early. Otherwise, we'll be down tomorrow, will you say? ”

Tom always felt that something was going to happen, and he wanted to refuse Will to continue playing, but he saw that Will showed a smile, a smile that was no longer innocent.

He sat back on the couch in the back, and in the stairs behind Tom he had already ambushed the people, who had just made an OK gesture at Wilby, and were ready.

"Mr. Tom, this game is going to be over soon."

Will has already laid out the game, and it only takes two moves to win the entire game.

Now all Will had to do was to get Tom's eyes on himself, so the man wouldn't go to the rest of the orphanage. Tom stood up when he heard Will's words, the kid in front of him was definitely different from the Will he had seen at the time, and he stared at Will with a fierce glint in his eyes.

Will was not afraid, he smiled and stretched out his hand to make a gesture to sit down, "The outcome has actually been decided, even if you don't go to the end, winning or losing will not change, for example, I won you." ”

Will spoke very slowly, and his voice became deliberately muffled, if he really said that Will was like someone at this time, Mycroft thought that he looked like Hannibal Lecter, the boy he couldn't see through.

"What did you do?"

Will didn't speak, he just knocked down Tom's queen with the chess piece in his hand, the general—

"I'm just telling anyone who wants to know your whereabouts, dear Mr. Tom."

Tom and Will had been talking in Lithuanian before, but when it came to this sentence, Will changed to English, and at the same time, there was a sound of neat footsteps behind Tom, and he looked back to see the familiar face, his head boss, the former ace agent One M, and now Mycroft Holmes.

His pupils dilated and then constricted, he didn't expect it to be McCroft himself, no wonder he hid here or didn't escape, but he has a hostage in his hand now, isn't it, a hostage close at hand.

Tom took a step forward and grabbed Will by the collar to lift the man, and by the way put his loaded hand/gun against Will's temple, he smiled and said to Mycroft, "Mycroft Holmes, if you don't care about this child's life, you can shoot." ”

Mycroft's face was gloomy, and Will struggled in the man's hands, but a seven-year-old couldn't do anything.

"Really? Do you think I really care about the life of an ordinary person? ”

He put the little black umbrella on the wooden floor, and Tom's face changed slightly when he heard his words, indeed McCroft didn't care about the lives of ordinary people at all, even if he would calculate over and over again every time he was on a mission to minimize accidental damage.

"Then you might as well shoot now and see if I'm faster or if you're faster."

"Mr. Tom......"

At this time, Will suddenly called him, Tom subconsciously looked at Will and saw a small dagger stabbed hard in the direction of his eye, Tom blocked Will's attack with his right hand that was originally holding a gun, so the dagger stabbed his palm.

Tom has no memory of it, and Will is thrown to the ground, and he looks helplessly at the "murderer" a few steps away from him, holding a miniature hand/gun in his hand and shrugging at Will and giving a smile.

It was McCroft who went from gun to shot in just three seconds, and with astonishing accuracy.

This is the true strength of Agent One M.

Will got up from the ground and rubbed his head in front of Mycroft, and said as if complaining, "Mr. Holmes, you can give me a warning before you start." ”

"Time is of the essence."

In fact, McCroft still cares about Will's life, after all, he is an ordinary person or a child, isn't he.

He had only been trying to get Tom's attention to stall for time, but he had already noticed that while Will was struggling, he pulled a small dagger out of his right sleeve and handed it to his left hand while he was struggling.

"My people will clean up this place as quickly as possible, you don't need to worry about anything."

Will shrugged, he yawned so late, and to be honest, he was really tired.

"Good night, Mr. Holmes."

"You're the second person I've ever seen who has such a neat start."

Will stopped his steps, his fingers moved unconsciously, his heart was beating fast, Will felt his voice tremble, as if he was expecting something.

Just listen to Mycroft continue: "His name is Hannibal, Hannibal Lecter, my friend's fifth child. ”

Will clenched his fists, and he raised a smile and said, "Mr. Holmes seems to have one more request from me......"