[Comprehensive British and American] The bear child of the detective's family

The ward of Sherlock Sherlock Holmes is of course a luxurious VIP room. No matter how much Mycroft hates this brother for killing himself, he will not be treated badly in material terms. It can only be said that although McCoff is angry with Sherlock But it's all about the mouth.

Now there are two and a half people in the ward, Lestrade and Mycroft count as two, and Sherlock, who is lying half dead on the bed, counts as half.Mycroft was sitting on the sofa in the ward, he put the small black umbrella between his legs, and stared straight at Sherlock not far away, the pale and weak Sherlock.His lips were pursed tightly, and he had already made countless plans in his heart to trap Sherlock by his side and keep him from going out to die.

But it is obvious that every plan will have drawbacks. Thinking of the relationship between the two of them, Mycroft can only let out a sigh of relief.

And Lestrade was sitting on the chair next to Sherlock's hospital bed. In his opinion, Sherlock was really not suitable for such a sick look. He shook his head. During the conversation with Mycroft just now, he already knew that Sherlock had recently In a few days, the situation was completely like a bear child who had reached the rebellious stage. He changed from injection to smoking and injection because he was too bored, and it was a mixture of various drugs.Mycroft found a note in Sherlock's pocket. According to their previous agreement, Sherlock had to write it down when he used drugs.

Mixing a variety of drugs is simply not an acceptable amount for ordinary people. If God didn't want him, they wouldn't be here now, and they could go directly to the cemetery.

"bad boy."

Lestrade believes that this bear child has never been seen before or since, and is unique in the world!

"When will Sherlock grow up?"

Lestrade tilted his head and glanced at the man who came to his side. The man looked extremely tired, and he looked at Sherlock with a look that contained a lot of energy. There were so many things, so profound, that Lestrade was a little obsessed.

"A bear child will grow up one day..." Lestrade felt a little inappropriate after finishing this sentence, so he immediately added, "It's just that sometimes time will be slower."

Mycroft was amused by him, and he pointed at Sherlock with the little black umbrella in his hand, "This one has grown for more than 20 years, and its mind is still like three years old, even if Sherlock's mind grows up, it won't Over five years old."

This was a ridicule from his brother. Lestrade thought that his five-year-old Hannibal was much more obedient than this one, so he burst out laughing, as if there would be a topic of laughing at Sherlock in the future.

It seems that Sherlock won't wake up for a while, and Mycroft noticed that Lestrade has been making small movements, and his eyes are still looking out of the door from time to time, which shows that the man has something in his heart and wants to leave here, and there is no need to act McCaw The husband knew that this kind of Lestrade must be related to the little Lestrade, so he looked at his watch and said to Lestrade: "Sherlock looks like he will sleep for about 12 hours. All right, sorry to take up your time, Inspector."

"not me……"

Lestrade wanted to justify something, but Mycroft tilted his head with a smile and let him swallow the words back. Holmes could see through everything you said, and it was useless to explain, so he scratched his head and took a look. Sherlock said: "Okay, then I'll come and see Sherlock tomorrow."

He was really worried about the brats at home.

"Thank you very much, please let me take you back in my car as a thank you, and please accept my small thank you."

The door of the ward was opened, Miss Blackberry or Anthea was already waiting there, she quietly watched the interaction between Mycroft and Lestrade, her heart was actually messy, just now her Iceberg Boss gave She texted, asking her to do whatever it takes to get the best donuts in London, and it's afternoon! The 100 donuts have already been snapped up, where can she find them!

But if you don't look for it, you will be "unemployed". Anthea, who is heartbroken, can only kidnap the donut pastry chef with threats and let him make some more.

Now that freshly baked donut is in the car.

If their Boss used this method to chase girls, hundreds of ladies would have posted it!

Lestrade didn't doubt the source of this gift at all, he just blinked his eyes at his favorite donut, thinking that this person is really... amazing!

Harry was taken aback when he saw their Dad holding the pink dessert bag. Sure enough, when Lestrade asked them to eat dessert, what he brought out was his favorite donut, and the taste was still the same as before. The Lestrade suitor sent exactly the same.

Hannibal also smelled the light perfume, which was the same series as a few days ago.

All that said Harry was now absolutely sure that this was from that "M", because before Lestrade hung up the phone, he heard him call "My..." and the "M" was [-]% from their Dad The suitor, not everyone will give so many donuts casually, and it is the best and most expensive one in London.

So what would it be "My"?

Could it be "Mydear"?

Of course Lestrade didn't know what was going on in the minds of Harry and the older children. In fact, this was just a thank you gift, wasn't it?Although a bit...precious...

After what happened this time, when Lestrade went out again the next day, the eight little devils always felt that their Dad had gone on a secret date.Lestrade didn't want those pornographic things to affect their little angel, but who knew that the road of misunderstanding would go further and further.

When he came to the hospital again, Sherlock had already woken up, but Mycroft would rather he was still lying there and not talking!

Before Lestrade came, Mycroft talked to Sherlock, who had just woken up, about the bottom line. Sherlock insisted that he was not addicted, and that the overdose and mixed use were just a small experiment. Started to save himself, and Sherlock frantically satirized Mycroft's desire to monitor.

Sherlock thinks he is still a healthy person, but Mycroft doesn't think so. Judging from the index of Cocaine contained in Sherlock's body, he has already bid too much. In addition, he has already formed an addiction to injections that are the same as three meals a day. Sherlock himself has no gap because he has never stopped using Cocaine, and once he stops, the drug addiction will appear immediately.

So Mycroft's decision before this was to take Sherlock home, and then start a full range of drug rehab until he recovered. This time he said that he would not give in!

"You are imprisoned! Fatty Mai!"

What Sherlock has been laughing at is Mycroft's weight. In his opinion, Mycroft is an alternative to the Holmes family, who likes sweets and was a super fat man when he was a child!

"Sherlock Holmes - don't let me threaten you."

What Mycroft said was gnashing his teeth. Sherlock was spoiled by him and his parents, so he had such a rebellious character. Even if he used force, he would tie Sherlock home to receive drug treatment.

"Try it, how much weight you have gained now, it seems that you and your sweet tooth are going to be together recently, fat man!"

Even with his pale cheeks, Sherlock wanted to be ruthless. Mycroft watched his little brother clenched his teeth, and he wished he could slap the little bastard awake. It's good to have his mind pulled back a little bit!

"Sherlock, I won't let you live alone again, until you completely quit drugs."

"I don't want to live with you, as long as there is a fat man in the Holmes family."

"Sherlock!"

McCoff yelled at him, obviously this is not a gentleman, but there is nothing he can do about it, the brat is really annoying, especially that face that deserves to be punched!

"Boys, what are you arguing about? I can hear you from a long distance."

To be honest, if it weren't for the little bit of power in McCoff's hands, the two of them would have been thrown out of the hospital by now, which is too disturbing.

"I seem to hear fat? Sherlock, to be honest, your brother is not fat at all, he is very healthy."

Mycroft smiled proudly at Sherlock, everyone's vision is correct, he is now a standard figure, and even has a perfect inverted triangle.

"That's because your aesthetics have been eaten away. Inspector, since I saw you last time, your weight has increased by 0.5. I heard that you have no cases recently, so you must be fat. Congratulations to the fat man. Stepping up the ranks, eating donuts in the morning is not good behavior, but remind my brother Mycroft Holmes there is a professional dentist, please use it as you please."

Lestrade looked up at the sky, Sherlock was much cuter when he was in a coma, and he wouldn't care about a patient or a brat.

"So, what topic are you discussing? So intense?"

Mycroft rubbed his forehead, "About Sherlock's drug rehabilitation, my troublesome little brother doesn't want me to go home with him."

"I just don't want to be controlled by you, boring control."

"So... it's because of this problem?"

In Lestrade's view, this is simply the most boring question. It is obvious that the two people quarreled without reaching an agreement. This matter has a strong personal grievance.

"But Sherlock, you really need drug treatment, and your brother is also for your own good."

"He just wants to satisfy his desire to control!"

Sherlock would never compromise like Mycroft, and she didn't want to satisfy that fat man's damn control.

Then the two brothers quarreled about control desires, addiction, drug rehab, and fat people. Lestrade covered his ears and said something that he regretted.

"Stop! Gentlemen, don't be so naive. Well, how about you staying at my house, Sherlock, and Mr. Mycroft Holmes, do you believe that I will help Sherlock detoxify?"

"Yes." Holmes and Holmes said in unison, and then they glanced at each other while turning their heads away.

Lestrade could tell what the two of them meant. Sherlock was willing to live in his house, and Mycroft also believed that he could help Sherlock get rid of drugs.

"Very well, it's such a happy decision."

If there is a way to travel through, Lestrade must knock himself out at this time, completely bringing home the biggest trouble in the world!And by the way, he brought back his troublesome brother!