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

Mycroft British Government Sherlock Holmes is actually a very serious person. Probably this man gave his little brother Sherlock all the childlike fun. Bullying Sherlock is a way for Mycroft to relieve stress.

Of course bullying is bullying, and Sherlock is still Mycroft's most beloved younger brother, and appropriate pranks are the way of communication between them.

Now Mycroft is standing on the shore looking down at Sherlock who fell into the water. He has a Holmes-like smirk on his face, which is similar to Sherlock's smile. Mycroft took a step back and said gracefully : "Sherlock only sneaks away if he is a loser."

After saying this, he turned around and walked towards the place where Lestrade and the others were. Sherlock looked at the back of Mycroft and hit the water with his fist. The damn fat man used the aggressive method, but he still I don't want to be looked down upon by fat people.

Sherlock snorted twice and climbed up from the swimming pool, so that he would not leave any excuse for McCoff to laugh at him.

Sherlock followed behind Mycroft and began to slander his figure, probably thinking about words like fat man to dead fat man. In Sherlock's heart, Mycroft has always been an image of being fat and unable to walk.Mycroft didn't care what Sherlock was thinking, anyway, seeing Sherlock falling into the water in a state of embarrassment, he felt a lot more depressed, and walked towards Lestrade much more briskly.

At a glance, he saw the man soaking in the water and playing with the little Lestrades. His short silver hair was covered with water droplets, and he looked very happy with a big smile on his face. He was wearing a pair of boxer trunks to hide his private The positions are tightly wrapped together, and men with raised eyebrows like to have a size larger than the private position. According to Lestrade's data, he will be a person who makes his wife happy, but it is a pity that he is divorced.

He stood on the shore and looked at Lestrade with admiration, until he turned around and said to Mycroft with a bright smile: "Hi, Mycroft."

"Good morning, Greg."

Harry subconsciously approached Lestrade. Although Mycroft had made a great contribution to Lestrade's rescue a few months ago, when he thought of this man as a married man, Harry would He thought it necessary for him to take care of his father and not let the "bad guys" fool him.Hannibal once again examined the relationship between Lestrade and Mycroft. A faint sweetness spread between the two. This was not Hannibal's illusion. Perhaps the two were secretly in love with each other and still both I don't know.

"I am anxious."

"What?" Hannibal looked at Harold beside him, wondering what he meant by saying this suddenly, worried?worry about what……

"I'm worried about Mum."

Hannibal smiled, so there are still things in this world that worry Harold. He thought his "brother" had always been calm and stable.

"In its current form, even Mum may be male rather than female."

Harold shrugged helplessly, "Well, I support this statement."

Who told their Dad to be so capable of attracting men's attention without knowing it.

Just when Lestrade greeted Mycroft, Sherlock had tiptoed behind McCoff, and he wanted to return what McCoff imposed on him, such as the boring of pranks.

Lestrade obviously noticed Sherlock, and Sherlock made a silent gesture. Lestrade nodded knowingly and then joked with Mycroft. He didn't believe that Sherlock could play like Mycroft. Holmes, no, just when Sherlock was about to push Mykoff into the water, Mykoff stepped lightly to the right to avoid Sherlock's attack, but Sherlock himself fell forward due to inertia.

Mycroft had just stood closer to the swimming pool, so another huge splash was photographed.

Lestrade stabilized Riven so that she would not be pushed away by the waves, and couldn't help laughing. Sherlock was shooting himself in the foot, and he was the one who was unlucky in the end, wasn't he?

Sherlock got up from the water again. He watched Mycroft's smiling face and splashed the water in his hands. The damn fat man knew that he was sneaking behind him.

"Oh, little Xiali, all you play is pediatrics, poor little Xiali."

"Don't call that name! Mike!"

In retaliation, Sherlock also called Mycroft's least favorite name, Mike, so the two of them looked at each other with stern faces, until Lestrade made a helpless voice, "Can the boys be more mature? If it's too big, you can go down into the water to cool off."

"Of course I wouldn't be angry with Sherlock, since he's about the same mental age as our little princess."

McCoff once again downgraded Sherlock by a level. Previously, they defaulted that Sherlock's mental age was about equal to Tony's, but now it was only about the same as Raven's.

Sherlock snorted forcefully, now that Mycroft's ridicule and so on will be found in the water, he doesn't believe that a young and strong man will lose to an old fat man again, so Sherlock Rare presented a challenge to Mycroft.

"Fatty Mai, let's have a swimming competition, it's in the next pool."

The swimming pool that Sherlock pointed to is the deepest part of the swimming pool, and it is also a feature of this swimming pool. According to a normal swimming pool, the water depth should not exceed 9 feet, preferably close to 8 feet, but the deep water area in this swimming pool is It has reached 17 feet, which is about double the range of the normal deep water area. Unless it is a swimmer with special hobbies, few people will swim there.

"Okay, Sherlock, I will grant your wish."

Sherlock wants to challenge him to satisfy his desire to be hit, and Mycroft, as an elder brother who "loves" his younger brother, of course wants to satisfy it.

The game needs a referee. The two looked at Lestrade, who was watching the excitement, and said in unison: "Greg/Inspector, please be the referee."

Lestrade looked at the two brothers who spoke in unison and laughed, "Okay, then please do the preparatory activities first, but I really want to correct you, Sherlock, to be honest, Mycroft's figure is bigger than yours. Better yet, at least Mycroft has abs."

Lestrade had already inspected Mycroft's figure just now. The man with four-pack abs looked extremely strong, and he couldn't match the word fat at all, although he didn't know the Mycroft in Sherlock's memory. How fat, but Lestrade is sure that Mycroft now has a perfect figure.

"Thank you for the compliment, Greg."

Mycroft smiled. He has been sitting in the office for a long time, but he has not given up on things like exercise. As a former secret agent, he will be ridiculed if he loses weight. He now has Sherlock's big trouble, how can he get fat.

"Inspector, your aesthetics must have been eaten by Mycroft!"

Lestrade shrugged. He was telling the truth, wasn't he?

Harry looked at Lestrade dejectedly, why did his Dad care so much about his figure and helping McCoff talk!Harry gave Mycroft a vicious look, he thought that it must be McCoff who "seduced" his Dad!

"My dears, are you going to watch the battle?"

"Yes!"

Of course they wouldn't miss a good show, especially if it was performed by Mycroft and Sherlock.

So the bear moved with his family. Harry "accidentally" stepped on McCoff's foot when he was passing by, and crushed it hard. McCoff looked at the obediently apologetic in surprise. Harry, this was clearly deliberate, did he do something to offend the Lestrade parents?

"It looks like Harry doesn't like you."

Hannibal saw Harry's small movements. His "big brother" is a super dad-protecting monster. After he knew that McCoff was a "married man", he became hostile to McCoff. His behavior just now should be Because Lestrade praised Mycroft's figure, he was worried that Lestrade would be deceived by this bastard and hurt.

"So I really want to know why."

Harold, who came with Hannibal, chuckled, "Mr. Holmes, congratulations on becoming the first person Harry hates."

You must know that Harry Potter, the eldest son of the Lestrade family, rarely hates a person, and he is a person with a super good temper.

Mycroft took a look at Harold. He was one of the young geniuses of the Lestrade family. He has outstanding computer skills and is very sensitive to financial matters. He is a good money maker for the Lestrade family. Lestrade The stocks in his hands were all manipulated out of his hands.

"So should I say it's my pleasure?"

"You deserve to be hated."

Sherlock was on the sidelines making up the knife, as long as it could make McCoff unhappy, he would be happy. He was very happy to see McCoff being deliberately embarrassed by Harry.

"Sherlock, I won't release water when I wait."

"Who asked you to release the water! Fatty who will sink to the bottom!"

The two of them went into the water under the invitation of Lestrade. They were making the final preparations. Because they were all handsome men with cute children, they attracted a lot of attention, especially girls.After seeing two handsome guys with similar looks entering the deepest pool, some bold girls came up and sat on the edge of the pool, and some even got into the water.

"In the 400-meter freestyle, whoever arrives first wins. Do you hear me clearly?"

"Of course/Yes."

The two Holmes still answered in unison, and Lestrade could not help laughing that the way the Holmes brothers get along is really awkward and cute.

"preparation--"

Sherlock and Mycroft are ready. They all start from the water, which is different from the normal jump on the edge of the pool. This is to prevent Sherlock from gaining the advantage of height. After all, his The face elevates his body length.

"start!"

The two started at the same time, swimming forward quickly in the water like two fish. Lestrade looked at the two nervously. Sherlock surfaced first and began to take a breath. Kauf is superior.

"So who do you think can win, tomorrow's pudding is a bet."

Harold proposes a new round of betting on tomorrow's favorite dessert, pudding.

"Sherlock." Harry bet on Sherlock, for the simple reason that he didn't want Mycroft to win and get more attention from Lestrade.

"Sherlock." Loki also chose Sherlock. In terms of body curves, Sherlock has the advantage, and he believes that a provocative person should be sure to win.

"Then I will choose Sherlock too." Saul, who has always maintained that I will choose whatever my brother chooses, also supports Sherlock.

Harold looked at Hannibal, and Hannibal said, "I choose Mycroft Holmes."

Judging from the current speed, McCoff still has room to accelerate.

"Sherlock!" Of course Tony supported his good friend Sherlock, there was no doubt about it.

"I..." Merlin struggled for a while and continued: "It's too pitiful that no one is choosing Mr. Mycroft Holmes, so I choose Mr. Big Holmes."

Raven was too young to participate in this silly bet with boys, and Harold finally chose McCoff because he believed in Hannibal's vision.

Now it is the beginning of the 200th meter, and there is still little difference between the two of them. The girl who watched the excitement next to him made a cheering sound. I have to say that the handsome guy effect is really powerful.

The most feared accident in swimming is drowning. Although Lestrade kept his eyes on Sherlock and Mycroft in the competition, he accidentally caught a blond girl swimming towards the closer distance to the two. Just when he wanted to remind him, he saw the girl let out an exclamation, and then started to slap the water surface. Lestrade frowned and felt that something was wrong. He stood up and jumped into the water, and then quickly rushed to the water. Swimming in the direction of the girl, he was the closest one in terms of distance.

The girl made a cry for help, and the lifeguards on the shore also noticed the situation here and quickly entered the water, even Mycroft and Sherlock stopped their game and looked towards the direction Lestrade was swimming. .

Lestrade was the fastest to arrive. Because of the struggle, the girl lost too much strength and choked on a few sips of water. Lestrade immediately supported her and turned her face up to prevent her from entering the water again, "Relax , relax, nothing will happen."

During the rescue process, some awkward parts would be encountered, but Lestrade didn't think too much about it. He asked the girl to relax as much as possible and walk with her own strength. If she struggled at this time, it would hurt both of them. of.

"Greg, are you okay?"

Mycroft and Sherlock also came, and Lestrade immediately handed him over to Sherlock. He vaguely felt that something was wrong with his body, and he might not be able to hold on if he took the girl to swim.

"She needs to get ashore as soon as possible."

Lestrade probably had misfortunes that never come singly. Just as Sherlock and Mycroft were leading the girl towards the shore, his leg muscles started to cramp. He thought at that time that the activities before entering the water must not be done well. , coupled with sudden strenuous exercise.

He thumped twice, trying to stretch his cramped leg, but who knows, it got worse and worse.

"Dad—"

Harry was the first to find out that something was wrong, he called Lestrade loudly to ask if he was okay, but got no answer, Lestrade disappeared on the surface of the water in a blink of an eye.

Mycroft immediately looked back, thinking of Lestrade's abnormal expression just now, he immediately turned his head and dived into the water.

Lestrade was still struggling, but obviously there was no support point in the water. His leg cramps were so severe that he didn't even have the strength to float up. The most important thing was that he choked on a few sips of water. When he was struggling, he Still wondering how weird the water tasted.

Then a warm body pressed against him, and he was pulled over in one breath...

Lestrade widened his eyes that had been closed because of the pain just now. He was obviously not hypoxic. What the hell is Mycroft Holmes doing? !Are you dazzled?