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

Lestrade was a little scared, if the children in their family were normal and ordinary children, would he lose Tony today, his little angel with sweet teeth, if they were not smart enough, it would happen now What is really unknown.

He held several children tightly in his arms, his body was trembling, only eight little angels were left in his world after the divorce, although sometimes he showed a little more doting on Ruiwen, but in In Lestrade's heart, the status of every child is equal and irreplaceable.

Hannibal felt the warmth of Lestrade's body, felt his trembling and fear. In fact, Hannibal was good at detecting all kinds of smells, or he could smell everything. Hannibal lay on Lestrade's body. De's shoulder lightly sniffed the smell of Lestrade's body, it was a combination of fear and love, with a little bit of sweetness among the bitterness.He bit his lip, raised his hand and patted Lestrade's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Dad, we're all fine, you see we're all here."

Yes, they are all there, and none less.

Unlike Misha, he didn't have the ability to protect Misha back then, he could only watch the group of demons kill his cute little sister and share food with her, even he was able to survive back then because of eating Dropped Misha's meat.He didn't protect Misha well back then, but it doesn't mean that he couldn't protect his brother well when he did it all over again, yes, brother... In the end Hannibal agreed with them.

Maybe it’s the child’s body, he started to need warmth, and the long-winded but righteous Lestrade talked to him tirelessly, a few bear brothers held his hand to play, and the beautiful little angel Ruiwen His smile provided just the warmth he needed.So he finally accepted it all, he had a family again, although it was very annoying sometimes, but...

This home is really warm.

Worthy of his protection.

When taking notes, there was a small incident in the point that Hannibal injured the suspect with a knife. The criminal claimed that he had been murdered and wanted to sue Hannibal, but he made a wrong calculation. Hannibal’s age Small acts belong to the category of self-defense, and with Lestrade as the backer, it is enough to add another slander to him, not to mention suing.

Lestrade has already asked for leave, and he told Donovan to tell him immediately if he has any clues, he will deal with it at home, and now he has an afternoon to spend time with the children, and they enjoyed themselves in the fast food restaurant Halfway through lunch, his phone rang, it was a text message.

He glanced at the name displayed on the phone, and it turned out to be Donovan. They followed the clues provided by Mr. Sherlock Holmes and found the property belonging to the deceased one kilometer away from the crime scene, as well as the final location of the sewer. The exit was a place with no surveillance footage, and the leads are now lost.

Now the direction of this case has changed from robbery and murder to premeditated murder. The nature is a 360° change. The lack of clues makes them have to sort it out from the beginning.

After Lestrade read the news, his head was spinning rapidly about every detail of the case from the very beginning, and then he thought of the sudden appearance of Sherlock Holmes, who said they needed him because the murderer of this case is a wise man.

"My case doesn't need a brat."

In Lestrade's mind, Sherlock Holmes is equivalent to the brat in his own family, a brat with a high IQ but even worse than Tony.

"Dad, Dad~"

Ruiwen called her father with an unusually sweet voice, and Lestrade's daze also caught Harry's attention. Hannibal wiped his mouth with a tissue, his brows were tightly frowned, and his expression was serious. There was a smell of trouble, and he could be sure that Lestrade had met the case without any profile, "Dad, are you ok?"

Harry put his hand on Lestrade's arm, Lestrade calmed down and smiled pretending nothing happened, "Yes, just thinking about something."

"Is it work..."

Harry wanted to ask something else, but Hannibal on the opposite side shook his head at him. If Lestrade didn't want to talk, they better not ask.

"Harry, there's nothing wrong with that."

No problem, it's just a homicide, he can handle it.

Lestrade glanced at the children. It was obvious that the meal was over. He stood up and said, "How about we go shopping and then go home and enjoy a small dessert I made after our nap?"

"Yes."

Hannibal encouraged the brothers to answer Lestrade loudly, and the smiles and support from his family could relieve his troubles and exhaustion at work.

In psychotherapy, family members are always a very important option.

"Dad, I love you."

Harry came up and held his hand and said very seriously, then Merlin and Tony also ran up to say I love you not to be outdone, Lestrade smiled and kissed them on the forehead, "I Too."

"Dad, my brother and I will always love you."

Sol raised a big smiling face, he was like a luminous little angel, his smile could clear away all the gloom, Loki pulled Lestrade's sleeve awkwardly to express his agreement with Sol's idea.

"Dad, you're the best."

Harold seldom speaks emotionally, but this is a different way of encouragement. The best Dad is also the best person he has ever met.

"Harold, thank you my angel."

Raven smacked Lestrade's face, then giggled, "Love, Dad~"

"My little sapphire princess, I love you too."

Hannibal blinked at the fully recovered Lestrade, and you could see him saying that family love is the best cure.

"My angel, I love you too, Hannibal."

Lestrade said so in Hannibal's ear, don't think he doesn't know that Hannibal encouraged them, and he is the only one in the family who can be so meticulous. Hannibal smiled, angel... this The man always called him that. He said that they were the most beautiful gift God gave him, and they were also the most beautiful little angels.

"I love you, Dad."

He answered in his heart.

Lestrade went back to the supermarket with a few small ones as he had promised, and chose what he wanted to buy, from food to toys, and even Hannibal chose new knives to supplement their kitchen. When they got home, the children were exhausted. Lestrade changed the clothes for the little ones and put them to bed one by one. No matter how energetic they were, the oldest of them was only eight years old. That's it, the youngest boy is only five years old.

Even Hannibal sat on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Lestrade stood aside and peeked at him and then laughed. His little angel fell asleep on his exclusive sofa. It's too difficult.

But today, he has gone through a lot of things, and it is understandable that he would be so sleepy. Don't look at Hannibal as a grown-up, but he is actually only six years old.

Lestrade couldn't bear to wake him up, so he took off his slippers and put them aside and came to Hannibal's bare feet, then bent down and picked him up.Hannibal moved a little unsteadily in Lestrade's arms, he patted Hannibal lightly and hummed a French song he liked very much, "Derniers Baisers", Hannibal slowly became quiet After falling down, the eyes that seemed to be opened just now were tightly closed, and he let out a steady breathing sound.

He put Hannibal on his bed, pulled the quilt over him, and Harold blinked when he saw Lestrade, who was still awake, and Lestrade put his fingers to his lips and shushed With a sound, Harold nodded to show that he knew Hannibal was asleep, and Lestrade walked to Harold's bed and kissed him on the forehead, "Bonjour, chéri. [Good afternoon, dear of.]"

After putting all the children to sleep, Lestrade called Donovan while preparing the ingredients for making cookies. He first apologized because the family affairs threw all the cases to Donovan On the other hand, Donovan didn't care at all, she asked on the other end of the phone: "Nothing happened, boss?"

"Everything is fine." This was something he was thankful for. Donovan breathed a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone. Although she did not become a mother, she had seen many mothers in the homicide squad. The sad expression has always been firmly in Donovan's mind.

"Have you found any new clues?"

Lestrade adjusted his state and started the case from the beginning. He needed to know if there were any new clues during this time.

"Not yet, boss, but we have contacted Charl Brown's family and are now investigating his network to see if we can find a suspect."

This is the most basic investigation. If it is a deliberate murder, the murderer must have had contact with the victim. Unless he is a psychopath, he will choose to kill immediately.

"Did you get any useful information from his family?"

"Not yet. They insist that Mr. Brown is a good man and will not take any grudges with others."

Donovan was also very depressed. There were no good breakthroughs in every road. In addition, the murderer was very careful and did not let them catch any clues. Now it is like finding a needle in a haystack.

"No matter what kind of murderer it is, it will leave clues."

"Boss, we can still take care of it here. You don't have to worry too much about it. You can just stay with the children at ease."

Lestrade rubbed his temples. In fact, he was worried about another thing. If the murder was intentional, would there be a second murder scene?

"I will go there early tomorrow, and I will leave it to you first."

"Don't worry, boss, as compensation for making us work overtime today, tomorrow morning's coffee will be handed over to you."

Donovan's words were very relaxed. Lestrade shook his head and put down the phone when he heard the phone hang up. Even if he was worried now, he couldn't help it. Shrug your shoulders, forget everything and leave it to tomorrow, making cookies is the most important thing now.

The Lestrade family enjoyed their weekend. Although Dad Lestrade also made his own request on the issue of going out, there was no grounding at all.

However, the case is not as simple as Lestrade imagined. They collected evidence in the sewer, although they found some footprints, unfortunately they are not complete, there is no way, the sewer has been abandoned and can be used To describe it as messy, and the murderer was extremely careful, it was not easy for them to find those few footprints.They also asked nearby homeless people or residents where the deceased's belongings were found, but found nothing, and they didn't know if the murderer had disguised himself too well.

This is just the beginning. When the case was not yet clear, they received another call. A floating corpse floated up in the lower reaches of the Thames. According to the investigation at the scene, the deceased was thrown away after death. Yes, and like the case in Lestrade's hands, all the wallet and valuables on the man were missing.

Because the types are similar, this case is also taken over by them.

Before Lestrade arrived at the scene, he began to think about whether the two cases were really connected, or whether it was all an accident. Donovan watched Lestrade, who was too silent, moved his lips, and then said: " Boss, what are you thinking?"

"The connection between the two cases."

"Maybe this time it was really just an accident."

In fact, Donovan himself was not sure when he said this sentence. Although people die every day in London, the probability of the same case happening in the near time is too low, no matter what, it will not be believed.

"If Sherlock Holmes hadn't appeared, I would have thought it was just an accident, but now..."

Sherlock Holmes claims to be a man who consults detectives. He is smart but unrestrained, with strong observation and analysis skills. This person points out what they have overlooked and introduces the whole case to a new level.

At this time, Lestrade not only thought: "Am I really going to find that unlucky brat?"

So when the third corpse appeared near the University of London, Lestrade stepped into Montague Street. Well, they really entered into a misunderstanding, no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find any relevant corpses. He had no choice but to seek help from that brazen brat who liked to express himself——Sherlock Holmes.

"The little bastard had better tell me the right place."

The time is now 03:30 in the afternoon, when Lestrade asked from a nearby merchant about the residence of Sherlock Holmes, a small place where only tramps live.

However, when he just stepped into the alley, he heard noisy voices and messy footsteps, a large creature ran towards him, and greeted him by the way, "Hi , Inspector of Scotland Yard, I knew you would come for me."

Familiar smirk, familiar tone, what is not familiar are the pursuers chasing behind him with weapons.

"Oh my god—"

Who can tell him who this unlucky brat has provoked!

Why are bear children always worrying!