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

Mycroft was also very helpless standing in front of the door. God knows how much he wanted to destroy this man named Tomlinson, but he didn't have any rights.

Things had to be pushed forward for 5 minutes, and when they were about to arrive at this uninhabited villa area, a new countermeasure was released.

Little Lestrade will not let outsiders intervene to save Lestrade, especially the name of this outsider is Mycroft Holmes. Everyone has heroism, and Hannibal is very worried that if Mycroft Holmes Kauf made a move. What if Lestrade, who only had feelings for McCauf, really fell in love with him, a "married man"?

Therefore, in the plan, someone needs to attract the murderer's attention and create time for them to sneak in. The most important thing is not to let the murderer notice that someone is coming to save people. It would be bad for them to change their initiative into a passive one.

So not only did they need the help of Mycroft, but they also needed remote technical support for Harold.

After contacting Harold, they determined that they could block the surveillance camera at the back door of Tomlinson's villa for 5 minutes, giving them enough time. Locke took the little Lestrades and got off the car far away from the villa, leaving behind Mycroft with a gloomy face and annoyed that he couldn't do anything.

"Hello, is anyone home?"

Mycroft Holmes stood at the door of Tomlinson's villa. After he greeted the people inside, he heard Tomlinson's voice, "What's the matter?"

He showed a surprised and delighted expression, "Hi sir, my car is out of gas, can I borrow some gas from you?"

Tomlinson looked at Mycroft standing in front of his house, a very well-dressed man wearing a three-piece suit and holding a small black umbrella in his hand. He looked like a high-ranking person or a government official, at least the same as Scotland Yard. Nothing to do with it.

Tomlinson didn't take it lightly. Although he no longer needed people in his works, he didn't care about making a defective product when this person discovered his little secret.

"Yes, do you need help?"

"Ah, that's really nice."

Mycroft took a step back. He was worried that if he showed his exploration of the villa, he was worried that the man who was originally a soldier would do something radical.

After Tomlinson said wait a moment, he didn't go out immediately, but returned to his monitoring room. He looked around and there was no sign of an ambush. There was indeed a parked car not far from his home. After the little black car, he really regarded McCoff as a person in need of help who accidentally entered here.

He didn't intend to get too entangled with McCoff, so he was going to send him away quickly.

"Thank you so much, my stupid driver forgot to refuel the car before going out. Fortunately, I met you, sir."

If Sherlock could act, then Mycroft, as an older brother, would be even better. He rolled out of a muddy place like the government, and his ability can be seen in his current position in the end.Tomlinson smiled, and said to himself that he was really an elegant old-fashioned gentleman, even if he cursed, he only used the word stupid.

He made a final test.

"You can enter and wait. I will call you when the car is ready."

Tomlinson said lightly, but he had already grasped the tools in his hands. If this man went in, he would kill him and his driver. After all, curiosity killed cats.

But Mycroft would not make such a mistake. He shook his head and said to Tomlinson, "I think I can still do something within my power."

Tomlinson raised his eyebrows, "Then please follow me."

In order to perform the trick, Mycroft's exclusive driver really pumped out a lot of fuel in the fuel tank before. After the calculations of the two Holmes, their remaining gasoline just bottomed out here, so even if it is said to pick up Gasoline will not be found either.

Mycroft sent a text with his hands behind his back, "Go!"

"Harold, cut the video of the back door."

"Wait for me for five seconds."

Harold had already made the code before this, and cutting off the video was not a difficult task, at least for Harold.

"action."

Lestrade had just heard Mycroft's voice, yes, it must be from Mycroft Holmes, he couldn't hear it wrong, because a man's voice is always so unique, with a kind of laziness and a sense of humor. There is a natural arrogance, even when asking people, there is a feeling of superiority.Lestrade didn't know why Mycroft had come, but his heart was in his throat, what if Tomlinson went crazy and arrested McCoff too.

But Mycroft's voice was getting farther and farther away. He came here by accident.

He heard the conversation between Mycroft and Tomlinson intermittently. He didn't believe that something unexpected happened here. He believed that someone must have come to save him.

then……

"Hi, Dad!"

Harry suddenly jumped out from behind Lestrade, he was so frightened that Lestrade almost screamed, Lestrade looked at the eldest son in front of him and Loki and Sol who came over a step slower And Hannibal's eyes widened even further.

"Hello, Inspector."

"What the fuck! Sherlock?!"

Well, it's not terrible that Lestrade was caught, it's terrible that Sherlock brought all his little angels here, and that Mycroft Holmes outside the door is also an accomplice!

"Dad, are you OK?"

Harry could not wait to throw himself on Lestrade to give him a good examination.

"Leave quickly! I also have micro-monitors on my body, and you will be discovered immediately!"

Tomlinson is such a careful person. Not only are there surveillance cameras in the front and back of the villa, he even placed a pinhole camera on Lestrade's body to monitor his prey from time to time.

Just like what Lestrade said, Tomlinson did find someone approaching his prey. Unexpectedly, he took out his mobile phone while waiting for the man's driver to refuel, and saw the unexpected intruder , one adult and four children.

He raised his head and glanced at Mycroft. It seemed that this man was in the same group as those who wanted to save people. If he wasn't worried that Lestrade would run away, he would definitely not let these two accomplices go.

"By the way, I forgot something, go back and get it for yourself first."

Mycroft glanced at him and said with a smile, "Of course, we bothered you."

McCoff just noticed that the man looked at the phone, and he didn't expect the man to have double-layer insurance. Seriously, if he wasn't allowed to make a move, he would have made this Adrian Tomlinson now, really It's such a pity, the damn agreement with the little Lestrades.

The man almost ran back as the man turned to leave, and Mycroft sent a text message to his little brother telling him the killer had gone back and to get them ready.

If possible, Mycroft would really like to go to see the excitement, because the brats of the Lestrade family are not low in fighting power.

Sherlock told them the "bad" news, Hannibal showed a graceful smile, and he said to Lestrade: "Greg, please wait for us here, and we will get it done right away."

He unbuttoned the sleeves of his shirt and rolled up his clothes. Loki showed a little devil's smile. He patted Lestrade on the shoulder and said like a little adult: "Dear Dad, how much do you want?" Dead Mr Tomlinson?"

"Don't worry Dad, nothing will happen."

Saul, who was all looking towards his younger brother, followed suit and patted Lestrade on the shoulder.

Harry kissed Lestrade on the cheek, "Dad, be right back."

Lestrade looked at the angry little angels who didn't know who to worry about. He looked at Sherlock who came up and said, "Aren't you going?"

"The three chapters of the contract, I can't participate, but a fat man can't be a hero to save the beauty."

Lestrade frowned, beauty?Which is beautiful?

Tomlinson slowed down when he arrived at the gate. The gate he had just closed was now open. He didn't know if there was an ambush inside, or if it was the empty city plan in the legend in China.

Even if there is an ambush, he doesn't worry about it. What fighting power can a thin man and a few children have? These people have made a wrong idea. Bringing children can only be a burden. Do you really think it's the kid in charge?

You must know that the little devil is also his own home.

He picked up a tool wrench from the side, and entered the villa step by step. It was different from what he had imagined. A little boy was sitting at the door. He was wearing a white shirt and looked at Tomlin with his head tilted on one leg. Mori.

"Hello, Mr. Tomlinson."

Tomlinson looked left and right. He only found the shadow of the little boy alone. His prey was deeper and invisible from here.

He put down the weapon in his hand. From Tomlinson's point of view, the one in front of him was just a child, but he misread the child. You must know that Hannibal was a more advanced criminal than him. The crimes committed were no match for an Adrian Tomlinson.

"Are you trying to stall for time? A... kid?"

Hannibal raised his lips, "Do you look down on children?"

He stood up, patted the folds on his body, slowly shook his head and said, "The final dancer has been chosen. If the world wants to see my crime, then I will show it."

This passage is an original passage from Tomlinson, published in the criminal network hidden behind the London network. Hannibal has seen it before and still remembers it.

"It doesn't look like an ordinary kid anymore."

This is what he said, and Tomlinson certainly knew it very well. Hannibal smiled and continued: "I know everything about you, and I am sorry to tell you that you touched someone you shouldn't. You can choose anyone in Greater London to be your last dancer, but it should never be Greg Lestrade."

The murderer's mistake was that he chose Greg, the villain of all Lestrades.

"People who shouldn't be moving? There's nothing I can't move. To be honest, Inspector Lestrade is too stupid and naive. And you and those children who want to put my dancer Take it away from me? Stop joking."

The man didn't take them seriously at all, Hannibal continued to smile, and he walked into Tomlinson step by step, "You really think so? We can't beat you, oh, of course we look like little Child, it is nothing in your eyes, but..."

"You miscalculated."

The door of the villa slammed shut, and when Tomlinson looked back, a blond boy punched him in the stomach. He subconsciously used his hands to block it, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful. Knocked to the ground by a little boy's fist, the little boy's expression was unusually firm. He looked at Tomlinson and stepped forward and kicked him in the leg.

There was a sound of broken bones, and the boy's kick broke one of his leg bones.

The person who made the shot was none other than Saul Odinson, the strong man among the eight bear children of the Lestrade family. Sol actually cared about Lestrade and their brothers very much, and now he looked at the man lying on the ground with a serious expression.

"You shouldn't have hurt my father."

He let out a low growl, but when he was about to kick, the man preempted him. He grabbed Sol's ankle firmly and refused to let go.

Sol frowned and wanted to break free, but he couldn't do anything when his ankle was caught.

At this moment, Loki, who had been behind him all the time, came out, and he stretched out his hand to touch the back of Tomlinson's hand, and the back of his hand lost consciousness, as if it had been petrified.

"It seems that our ant killer still wants to resist."

Although Loki's little talent is not very powerful, it is still possible to simply petrify a person's arm in a short period of time. Hannibal squatted down and opened the man's fingers one by one, and then... broke.

"Keep whichever hand you touch Greg."

He wanted to scream, but at that moment an older-looking kid snapped his fingers.

He frowned and looked at the other three children with disapproval on his face and said, "Dad will find out, why don't you stop him first?"

Hannibal licked his lips. It seemed that Harry was also irritated. Otherwise, their big brother would not have allowed them to do this. In fact, they all knew what the big brother in the family looked like, haha Harry has a good temper and the ability to control the overall situation. He is usually easy-going and dotes on his younger siblings. However, as the eldest son and eldest brother, Harry also shoulders all the responsibilities. He can face every situation with a smile. One person, but as long as he is there on the first day, no one can bully his important people.

"Oh dear Harry, you've turned bad, and Dad knows it's going to hurt."

Loki looked at Harry jokingly, and Harry smiled at the gagged man and said, "Dad will never know about this, will he? My dear brother."

The man's biggest mistake was that he was careless towards the children. He thought that the four children would only be a burden. Who knew...

His fingers were broken, and one of his leg bones was broken. This is not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is that the four little ghosts surrounded him so tightly that he couldn't move. Each of them watched in Tomlinson It has always been a demonic existence, what are those abilities that he never knew.

According to Hannibal's thinking, even if he didn't eat the "sheep", he couldn't let the man live. He took out the knife he carried with him from his pocket and gesticulated on the man. What a pity. If he lived alone, this man should be the best food.

"If it were me, I would choose to stop now."

The sudden appearance of the voice caught the attention of the little Lestrades. From Tomlinson's point of view, his voice was like a hymn sung by an angel. Before that, he broke off his fingers one by one without even blinking.

"Mr. Holmes, according to the agreement, the right to dispose of him should be handed over to our brothers."

Hannibal looked at Mycroft and said.

"Yes, disposal instead of execution."

Mycroft smirked, it seemed that he was going to re-evaluate Hannibal, in his eyes, except for the important family members, everyone was like an animal, and life and death were irrelevant to him.

"Although fat people are annoying sometimes, I think you should listen to them this time, and Lestrade is looking for you."

Sherlock also appeared in the foyer. He has inspected the house during the time just now. To be honest, there are too many surveillance cameras. In order to conceal the violent behavior of the little Lestrades, he slipped his hand Those surveillance cameras were briefly turned off for a while.

Harry pursed his lips and set an example first. He grabbed Loki and strode towards Lestrade. He knew that Thor would follow after Loki left. As for Hannibal... His little brother is not something he can help make decisions about.

"Sherlock, leave me alone with Hannibal for a while."

Sherlock shrugged. In this state, he went to visit the scene where the murderer made dolls to see if he could find any interesting evidence.

"Scotland Yard will be here soon."

The sound of the police siren could be vaguely heard, and Hannibal no longer pretended to be a smirk, just heard him say: "It seems that they never know what it means to be low-key, a bunch of idiots."

"That should have been said without our dear Greg, they were a bunch of idiots."

Mycroft did not treat Hannibal as a child, and the tone of the conversation was also the feeling of facing people of the same age.

Hannibal chuckled, and he agreed with Mycroft that if there was one smart person left at Scotland Yard, it would be Lestrade.

"If I choose to give up now."

"If you can convince me."

Hannibal dangled the knife in his hand on the man's body, as if he was about to strike at any moment, and Mycroft changed his posture, holding the small black umbrella with both hands and using it as a cane.

"Think about Greg, is this what he wants?"

If there is one person who can still restrain Hannibal, then he is Lestrade. It took Lestrade a long time to integrate Hannibal into the normal world. He learned a lot of emotions, Lestrade is one of Hannibal's chains that fastens him to himself.

"That alone doesn't convince me."

Hannibal would not admit that his hands trembled at the mention of Greg's name. In fact, Lestrade had a greater influence on him than he imagined. Raven made him stop, so Ray Strade taught him the emotions of normal people.

"You are shaken, you still have 2 minutes to think about it."

The former is a declarative sentence, and the latter is a reminder.

"What are you going to do, Mr. Mycroft Holmes, if I kill him?"

Hannibal stroked Tomlinson's eyes, beautiful blue eyes.

"I will help you solve this problem even for Greg, but I know what Greg will think of you."

Yes, he knew, Greg would definitely know about it, and by then... probably very sad.

"Very good, you won."

Hannibal withdrew his knife, and he had to admit that he was becoming emotional, scruples and less like the legendary Chesapeake Ripper, which was a good thing and a bad thing.

"I'm glad you made the right choice. You still have 1 minute to ask my younger brother to leave this villa together. There are already cars waiting for you. Please leave the rest to me, and I will do it It's perfect, including our Mr. Tomlinson will forget everything."

Hannibal stopped when he passed by Mycroft, "I'll give you this chance, Mr. Mycroft Holmes."

The little Lestrades had to leave, otherwise it would be hard to explain. Mycroft nodded and took a step back, making a gesture of invitation.

Hannibal gave Lestrade a rare hug before leaving, "We'll be waiting for you to come home, Dad."

"Of course, I'll be back soon."

Lestrade, vaguely aware of what had happened, patted Hannibal on the back, and placed a soft kiss on his head, he was very happy that Hannibal didn't smell of blood on his body.

"So you gave up? Didn't kill the man?"

On the way back, Loki yelled in surprise, Hannibal shrugged and said, "We can't make Greg sad, can we?"

"And you also gave the fat man the chance of being a hero to save the beauty."

Sherlock said without anger, no one would snatch the opportunity that Holmes had promised, but who knew that his brother would still reap the benefits in the end.

"Only this one time."

Hannibal touched his chin. What they didn't understand was that Lestrade was not a person who played cards according to common sense.

In Mycroft's interpretation, Lestrade should thank him, he will go up to hug the man and say to him such words as long time no see, and then they will look at each other and smile.

But the reality is...

Lestrade looked at Mycroft standing by the door, listening to the sirens getting louder and louder, he walked towards him and saw a smile on his face, and then...

"Damn bastard, who told you to take my little angel to such a dangerous place—"

Anthea looked at McCoff who was taking the notes and turned around silently, very well, her boss lied again, how could this be left over from fighting the murderer!It is obviously Lestrade's fist mark, which is exactly the same as the last one!

"Thank you for coming, though."

Lestrade would not tell Mycroft this sentence, let him reflect on his mistakes silently with dark circles under his eyes!