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

Sherlock entered Lestrade's high-end apartment in a blink of an eye. After he changed his shoes at the door, he looked up and down the house. There were four rooms in a huge living room, and children's toys were everywhere, but about shoes There are also clothes, but it can be seen that they are neatly arranged.

Among the toys, girls have the most toys. Sherlock raised his eyes and looked at the chubby Rui Wen who was lying in the crib. She was such a girl, the youngest was the most favored.

Then he looked at the other children who were looking at him at the same time. Judging from the growth of size and body, the oldest child in the Lestrade family was no more than eight years old, and the youngest boy was about four or five years old. .

The person who asked the question just now was obviously the elder brother. He saw the guard and protective desire in the eyes of the boy wearing glasses. This is obviously the expression that only an older brother would appear. The lightning-shaped scar on it is also interesting.

The boy who is walking towards him now wears a classic gentleman's shirt and trousers. There are no wrinkles on the clothes. It can be seen that he has been carefully cared for. He walks very smoothly.Fake smiles, more interesting, mutual observation, it looks like a smart child, with a keen sense of smell, he is smelling his body.

Sherlock tilted his head and gave Hannibal a smile. From his point of view, Hannibal and this family have a wonderful sense of discord, but also an unexpected sense of fusion.

Hannibal is also looking at Sherlock. As a profiler who once worked for the FBI and a psychologist, he can also see something on Sherlock. His pale face smells like potion, which is obviously Coming out of the hospital, Lestrade also said just now that this guest is going to live in their house temporarily, but this guest came uninvited.Taking drugs, Hannibal clicked his tongue. The last thing he likes is the "sheep" with drugs. The ingredients are bad.

"Dad?"

Hannibal called Dad obediently, and he hoped that Lestrade could introduce this...uninvited guest.

Lestrade came back to his senses and led them into the living room. He clapped his hands to get the children's attention and then introduced the guests to their house, "Baby, this is Mr. Sherlock Holmes, my...friend .”

Sherlock raised his eyebrows, friend, he doesn't have any friends.

"It's like what I said earlier that Sherlock will temporarily live in our home until his body recovers."

Sherlock Holmes, Harry read the name silently, it starts with "Sh", not "My", it seems that this is really not their Dad's suitor.

"Sherlock, these are my little angels, Boss Harry."

Harry waved his hand to show that he was Harry, and greeted the guests of their house by the way.

"Sol and Loki."

Sol looked at Sherlock and said, "Brother, he and you both have black hair."

"Shut up, idiot!"

Sherlock looked at the two brats, although he didn't introduce their positions, but judging from his age, the blond one must be his elder brother, about eight years old, strong but a little simple-minded, well, he's still a damn younger brother, thick-skinned ribs.And the black-haired little boy next to him, the third child in the family, has a bad temper and likes to talk ironically. He is a tsundere, and his elder brother is still sticking to his side when he is obviously fierce. It seems that the relationship between the two is closer, brother?Unlike, feelings seem to be a little more special and interesting.

"Harold, my little genius."

Harold, who was sitting behind the dining table, smiled and nodded at Sherlock, a very innocent and friendly smile, Sherlock touched his chin, genius, computer control, technology type and... hands-on type, and he was a big kid , with a smile similar to Lestrade's, he seems to be the same type of person.

"Hannibal, my angel."

Hannibal nodded at Sherlock as well, as a courtesy to his guests.

"Tony."

Tony waved his hand when Lestrade called his name. He was lying at the dining table dismantling a remote-control car, and Harold, as his conductor, was focused on answering Tony's questions while looking at the computer.

Sherlock thinks he is another hands-on technical talent, about five years old, energetic, doesn't like quiet, and a little genius, looks like an American in appearance, a lost child.

"Merlin."

Merlin grabbed Sherlock's trousers and stretched out his hand, "Hug."

Sherlock was completely stunned. It was the first time someone asked him for a hug. He was still an immature brat who liked to act like a baby and love to cry. …about five years old, well-nourished but slow-growing, this little ghost named Merlin looks the most like a child among the brothers.

"Sherlock, can you give him a hug?"

When Merlin was about to cry, Sherlock immediately picked him up and made him look at him, "Little devil! Crybaby!"

"Merlin is not a crybaby!"

Lestrade looked at the sky, this statement is completely untenable, Merlin is the one who cries the most, even more so than Ruiwen.

"And my little princess, Ruiwen." Lestrade walked over and hugged Ruiwen, and kissed her on the cheek, "My dear, say hello, Sherlock."

"Hi, Sher!"

Ruiwen said hello out of face, but she still has an old habit of never calling others by their full names.

Sherlock frowned, "Sherlock!"

he corrected.

"Sher!"

After Sherlock corrected her three times, Ruiwen still didn't change, which made Lestrade laugh out loud. He also stuffed Ruiwen into Sherlock's arms, spread his hands and said, "Before I twist you Before we go back to the hospital, we may have lunch together. And Sherlock asks you to take care of my little angel temporarily, or let my little angel take care of you, anyway, your minds are similar."

Lestrade sneered at Sherlock's three-year-old mind, and Merlin in their family looked like a five-year-old "big kid".

After speaking, Lestrade went into the kitchen. Since there are "guests" at home, the lunch should not be too monotonous. Sherlock is still weak. The doctor said that the previous vomiting slightly hurt his esophagus, so try not to eat stimulating food. Sexy things, it's better to eat something soft, he wants to prepare it separately for this big bear kid.

Sherlock held Merlin from left to right and held Ruiwen in his right hand, and froze on the spot. He twisted his nose and asked him to take care of a group of little devils, and laughed at his mind as a child. The detective became more and more annoying.Raven hugged Sherlock's neck and stared at him with a pair of eyes. Sherlock tilted his head and blinked at her. Raven seemed to like Sherlock's appearance very much, and kissed him on the face.

"Play!"

"What?"

Sherlock was almost frightened by the sudden kiss. It was the first time in so many years that someone was so close to him, and he was still a child.

"Raven likes you very much, Mr. Holmes."

Hannibal smiled and explained Ruiwen's meaning to Sherlock. To be honest, Hannibal felt a little jealous in his heart. Ruiwen is not an outgoing baby, at least Sherlock is the first one who let her see it at a glance. He fell in love with the outsider, and even liked Sherlock Holmes on his own initiative, which made it impossible for Hannibal not to be jealous.

"Oh..." Sherlock looked at the smiling Ruiwen, and twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, revealing a smile with real emotion, "Then where are you going to sit?"

"Yes!"

Sherlock put Merlin in his hands on the ground, and carefully carried Miss Raven Lestrade to the sofa. It was his first time holding a child. This was different from a corpse or any other animal. Crying children even show cute smiles.

Tony climbed off the stool, and Harold tilted his head and gave him a look, as if asking what you were going to do.

I saw Tony eager to try, "This big guy is so interesting, I'm going to play with him."

For this sudden guest, they all became curious babies. Even Loki was also looking at this man. Hannibal patted Harry on the shoulder. He was going to help Lestrade in the kitchen. The tasks of the younger brothers and the guests are left to Harry as the eldest brother. Anyway, Lestrade just said that the mind of this guest is about three years old.

The main thing was that Sherlock made him feel like Hannibal didn't like it, an overly clever guest.

Sherlock didn't relax at all when facing Ruiwen, as if Ruiwen was some kind of bomb, and the little Lestrades gradually surrounded him and looked at him with curious eyes. Although Sherlock could I can see something from them, but I can't even open my mouth.

"Are you Dad's friend?"

Merlin poked Sherlock and asked in a low voice, Sherlock shook his head silently and nodded, it seemed that in Lestrade's introduction, he seemed to be... a friend.Merlin covered his mouth and snickered, then looked around and found that there was no sign of Lestrade, then asked quietly: "Then can I ask you a question?"

"..."

"Have you met Dad's suitor?"

Sherlock twitched his mouth, why didn't he see Lestrade's suitor, it was impossible for anyone to escape his eyes and his interpretation.

"Suitors?"

"Merlin, we agreed not to ask."

Harold took Merlin away from Sherlock's side. They had previously made an agreement that before Lestrade announced the mysterious person, they would pretend not to know, or even inquire.

"But... I want to know."

Curiosity killed the cat. In fact, not only Merlin but also Tony stared at Sherlock with big eyes, hoping that he could give an answer.

"The detective's suitor?" Sherlock rubbed his chin. Could it be that Lestrade really has a suitor and hasn't been noticed by him yet?Interesting, he can take over this case.

"Mr. Holmes, Merlin is just talking nonsense, please don't take it seriously, Merlin, don't you want candy, come here."

The promise is that the promise cannot be broken. The most important thing is that Harry can see that this Mr. Sherlock Holmes is also confused. It seems that their Dad has hidden this mysterious suitor very tightly.

After that, no one told Sherlock anything about the suitor, which made his heart itch and left a mystery.

They had lunch together, which was a disaster for Sherlock surrounded by children, the fat little girl clinging to him so that he could not move, and Lestrade had to send him back to the In the boring hospital, this is tantamount to killing him!

Sherlock has been emphasizing that his body has recovered, so he doesn't want to go back to that boring hospital. Whether it's Lestrade's soft grinding or hard foaming, he just pretends not to hear, and there is no way to pass text messages with Mycroft. After the communication, Lestrade could only agree with Sherlock to stay for one night first, and return to the hospital for a routine examination tomorrow. If the doctor agrees, he will be discharged from the hospital and officially settled in.

On the night of Sherlock's first day in Lestrade's house, Sherlock curled himself up on the sofa and thought about how he could escape from Mycroft's "claw" again, so he didn't want to go to drug rehabilitation.

So Sherlock just watched Lestrade walking past him with a little blue girl in his arms.

Blue... blue... little girl!