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

Sherlock Holmes has been waiting for the return of his "dear" brother Mycroft Holmes, and there is no way to do it. When all your authority is in the hands of one person, even if you hate him You'll be looking forward to it too, just as Sherlock was looking forward to Mycroft.

But he won't take the initiative to contact that dead fat man, he knows where McCoff must have gone to carry out his shady actions, if he takes the initiative to contact in the future, McCoff can use this matter to laugh at him for the rest of his life .So Sherlock would not do this, he waited patiently with rare, and finally waited for that fat man to return home.Who knew that the fat man wanted to meet his doctor secretly, how could he make this happen, Sherlock, who had figured this out early, kept a close eye on his doctor.

Sherlock finally waited for the familiar little black car, and his mood at that time could be called joy. He overheard the conversation between Anthea and the doctor, and Mycroft Holmes returned.

When Anthea was about to leave with his doctor, he appeared in front of them just right, and said with a Holmes-like smirk: "Hey, Anthea, you are here to work for the fat man."

This is a declarative sentence. Anthea couldn't hold back the smile on the face of the little troublemaker in the Holmes family. Her Boss only said that she would invite Sherlock's doctor to meet, but she didn't say that she would bring his younger brother.

It's just that the man seemed to have guessed their thoughts, and got into the car on his own initiative.

Anthea twitched the corners of her mouth. Sure enough, the men in the Holmes family were very annoying.

No way, after sending a message to her Boss, she also took the doctor into the car, leaving the matter of Little Holmes to Big Holmes to worry about, she is just a "little secretary".

Afterwards, Sherlock directly pushed the door in. Now there are only two Sherlock Holmes in Mycroft's office, the real Sherlock Holmes' battlefield.

Anthea entertained Sherlock's doctor with black tea, and she thought that waiting for the doctor would be a cutscene, and the two Holmes would settle the matter about Sherlock.

Whether to continue detoxification or return to a normal life depends on McCoff's words.

And now the two of them are sitting face to face in Holmes's battlefield, the simple greeting has just ended, and Sherlock doesn't want to talk too much with Mycroft, he puts his hand on the armrest of the sofa and said straight to the point: "You have seen Yes, I'm healthy now."

"Sherlock, you are a pretender as we all know."

The younger Sherlock did a lot of homework in order to avoid being found out about taking drugs.

"My dear brother, when did you start not to believe your eyes? Or is it that you have reached the age of retirement."

Holmes always believes in himself the most. Although Sherlock has been trying his best to pretend, he is rarely able to fool Mycroft.Sherlock felt extremely unhappy about this!

"Of course I'm not old enough to retire, but Sherlock, can I really trust that you won't do the same thing again, my poor little brother, can I trust you?"

Mycroft dragged out his tone, and he stared into Sherlock's eyes. A person's expression may be perfectly deceiving, but eyes cannot.

"I found something more interesting."

This is Sherlock's guarantee, because they both know that the reason Sherlock takes drugs is because the world is too boring for him.

Mycroft laughed, "More interesting things... Sherlock, please don't add too much trouble to our Inspector."

They all knew what the interesting thing Sherlock said was. Sherlock got a satisfactory answer and stood up to straighten his windbreaker. He took a step forward and asked Mycroft, "How much do you know?"

"More than you think."

Mycroft spread his hands, but he knew that Sherlock didn't know many things, such as the humans with special abilities hidden in this society, he was very clear.

"you--"

"Oh, Sherlock, if you want to get the doctor's note sooner, you should have your poor doctor come in and talk to me for 2 minutes."

Mycroft looked at the tangled look on Sherlock's face, and his smile grew stronger, then Sherlock turned around and strode away. No change.

But Mycroft really believed in his own eyes and judgment. Sherlock had indeed completed all his treatments, at least now he was no different from an ordinary person.

So after a short chat with Sherlock's doctor, Mycroft announced that Sherlock could end his drug rehab.Sherlock almost cheered that he finally ended the ill-fated treatment.

The most important thing is that he was able to participate in Lestrade's case. How could he give up this strange case!

Sherlock took Mycroft's "proof" all the way to Scotland Yard, and he couldn't wait for a moment!

When Lestrade saw Sherlock who broke into his office and slapped a piece of paper in front of him, he was so frightened that he cursed out the words beginning with F. He looked up at Sherlock from a pile of documents and said, "Sherlock ?”

"Detective, what you want, my drug rehabilitation course is over, you can no longer prevent me from participating in your case."

Sherlock was afraid that Lestrade would not see the piece of paper, and wished that it would be stuck on Lestrade's face. He took the piece of paper from Sherlock's hand, and there was only one signature on it, Mycroft Holmes.

The name was right, but he hadn't seen Mycroft's signature either, how could he know if it was forged by Sherlock.

"You're suspicious of me! Who would forge the signature of a dead fat man? Do you know that he is so boring that every signature has to be different! I can't figure out the rules at all!"

Sherlock is accusing Mycroft of crimes, saying that if it was possible to forge it, he would have done it long ago, but that pervert will never use the same signature, Mycroft Holmes, a total of thirteen letters, Mycroft can make countless I don't know where his brother got his free time.

He accused Mycroft of this silly crime to Lestrade, who knew that Lestrade burst out laughing, he knew Sherlock was childish, who knew that Mycroft had such a side, it sounded very cute .

"I haven't seen your brother's signature, so sit down obediently now. I want to contact your brother to talk about your breaking into my office."

Sherlock sat aside impatiently, and took out the file on Lestrade's desk. Anyway, Lestrade just let him sit there, and didn't say that he couldn't read the file.

While looking at the file in his hand, Sherlock paid attention to Lestrade's expression. When Lestrade couldn't help but smile, he frowned and said, "The point, detective! You're flirting again. "

The last sentence seems to be complaining, but also seems to be stating something.

"No, it's just a greeting between friends."

friend?Sherlock Holmes doesn't need this kind of thing, besides, when did Mycroft, who defies everything, Holmes have friends, or this kind of sticky friend, Sherlock snorted twice to express his disapproval of Lestrade's statement.

"Your brother said that you forced him to sign it. By the way, let me tell you that his signature is regular, but you are too stupid to notice it."

Lestrade wanted to laugh when he thought of Mycroft's text message saying Sherlock was stupid. Sure enough, no matter how smart Holmes was in front of his brother, he was an idiot.

"Order?! The order in which he picks sweets every day."

Sherlock took out his mobile phone and greeted Mycroft's teeth and his weight for an unknown number of times.

"Well, can I attend then, Mr Inspector?"

Sherlock looked at Lestrade pretending to be well-behaved, but he just looked well-behaved, Lestrade knew how bearish and troublesome his tenant was.As for the case at hand, Lestrade had no intention of involving Sherlock until now, although the case had become a strain on Scotland Yard.

Because of the announcement of the perverted killer, the public paid unexpected attention to this matter. The higher authorities were compressing their time to solve the case, but the case kept going in circles. The time of the twenty corpses found was too far away. What kind of clues can be given, even the numbers on the clothes can only be seen roughly. Among the twenty corpses, there are five pairs of clothes with the same number. None of the people with the same number are wearing similar dresses, but there is one thing, People with the same number have the same sex.

So Lestrade boldly imagined that maybe the murderer didn't look for the victim according to the appearance of the clothes, but he valued the person.

Another point is that this murderer is not ordinary rich. Each of these clothes is handmade and unique. Whether it is from the material or some craftsmanship, the clothes can be bought at a very high price. The combined price of these clothes But it's a big number, and you can throw it around casually, which shows that the murderer is powerful.

A rich and perverted murderer...

After thinking for a long time, Lestrade finally nodded to Sherlock. There is no way that if he does not agree to the little bastard, the little bastard can also go out to investigate by himself. If something happens during this investigation time, Ray Strade would blame himself for life.

Sherlock smiled triumphantly after seeing Lestrade nodding, he knew that a good detective would agree to his request.

Just when Sherlock wanted to get all the files in front of him, Lestrade pressed the hand he extended, and he shook his head and said, "But not now, Sherlock, I can't give things to you in a fair and honest manner." You, so today I will go home and continue working."

Sherlock scoffed at Lestrade's behavior, but the inspector could never resist, he could only wait, but Sherlock was a little patient. At least he found other pleasures, such as interpreting every story that entered Lestrade. A Scotland Yard agent in the office, and then pissing people off.

Donovan disagreed with the appearance of Sherlock. She knew about this man. She broke into the murder scene and taunted her colleagues. The most important thing was that she had a tendency to take drugs.She never thought that Lestrade would have something to do with him, and it seemed that the relationship was pretty good.Donovan grabbed Lestrade who came out with the information, and asked in a low voice, "Boss, who is in your office?"

"My friend's child, I will take care of it for a period of time."

"but he……"

Lestrade knew what Donovan was going to say, and he patted Donovan on the shoulder and said to her, "Okay, I'll take care of it."

All Sherlock wants is an interesting case, as long as there is a case, he will be obedient, and Lestrade knows how to control the brat.

As usual, Lestrade still worked overtime today, and when it was finally time to leave, he packed all the documents under Sherlock's expectant eyes. You can't lie to bad boys, and lies will make them start to distrust you. , so Lestrade will do what Sherlock has promised.

"Inspector, you can speed up your pace!"

It seemed that Sherlock was completely dissatisfied with Lestrade's walking speed. Lestrade rolled his eyes and pushed him into the car, "Sherlock, please be considerate of an old man."

Lestrade opened the door of the driver's cab and looked around habitually with a smile. He seemed to see an unfamiliar car parked in the parking lot, but he didn't have too much guess, because according to the time There are also people who wait for their families to get off work.

"Go home, I'm starving to death."

In that unseen car, a man was holding a camera and frantically taking pictures of Lestrade. When Lestrade's car drifted away, he put down his camera and touched the side to lure Lestrade. Newspaper with pictures of Trade.

The man stroked Lestrade's "face" obsessively and said, "Inspector Greg Lestrade, Darling, you will be my most beautiful dancer."