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

That was probably the first time the little Lestrades saw the Holmes couple, and also the first time they saw the deflated Mycroft.

Mycroft Holmes had always given Harry and the others the feeling that he was a strategist. Even if Harry didn't like him very much, he still had to affirm McCoff's ability. The man who had been educating Sherlock all the time made the little Lestrades think that no one could control Mycroft until he met his... Mommy.

Mr. Holmes and Mrs. Holmes did not live in a huge manor or villa as they imagined. They chose a relatively quiet small village like an ordinary couple, a little distance from London. .No one can imagine that the father and mother of Mycroft Holmes, who are called the British government, live in such an ordinary house. They look very ordinary, but no one can choose their parents. At the same time, McCoff also admitted that their brains are more genetic than their mothers.

Mrs. Holmes was a slightly plump white-haired woman who looked like any ordinary person. She stood in front of the door and waited when she heard that they had arrived.

Mycroft looked at his mother with an unnatural expression on his face. He also came back once this year. Mrs. Holmes not only warmly welcomed him but also asked about Sherlock. Their youngest son does not often give They sent emails or phone calls, and only from Mycroft or Anthea could they get news about Sherlock.But before Mycroft left the house last time, Mrs. Holmes still talked about her hope for the other half of McCoff.

In fact, Mrs. Holmes is just talking. She knows her sons very well. She really knows what kind of person McCoff is. She hopes that McCoff can find the other half, but she doesn't really What fantasies did she have, those expectations for Mycroft were just verbal, who knew that they would cause some small pressure on her son.

But after not seeing each other for a long time, her son came back at Christmas and brought her back a lot of little guests. It is said that they were his friend's children who couldn't take off because of the man named Greg Lestrade. It was a matter of departure, so I entrusted the little Lestrades to McCoff. This is a statement from McCoff.But after Mrs. Holmes asked Anthea, she got a more accurate statement, not just a temporary request, Mycroft Holmes, her proud eldest son, and Sherlock Holmes, the youngest son with high-functioning antisocial personality. The Christmas of the year was spent with the so-called Mr. Greg Lestrade, and even Sherlock has been living in this Lestrade's home.

Oh, her two sons never told her about it.

Before Mycroft came back, Mrs. Holmes took her husband to analyze what kind of existence this Mr. Lestrade was, and he could conquer the two Holmes in their family, the difficult Holmes.

These are not the reasons that made Mrs. Holmes curious about Lestrade. The most important thing is that she learned from Anthea that Mycroft might have some special feelings for this Holmes, and Greg Lestrade Mr. De can also make Sherlock obediently.

She regretted not being able to see Greg Lestrade, but it would have been nice to see the eight little Lestrade's.

"Mommy."

Mycroft and the little Lestrades stepped forward and hugged Mrs. Holmes standing in front of the door. Mrs. Holmes patted her son on the back. This was the first time they spent Christmas together in the past three years. , she looked at the mature McCoff in front of her and felt very emotional. Her son seemed to be that little child a few years ago, speaking mature words behind her, but now he is taller than herself. up.

"Mike."

Mycroft was a bit dumbfounded, "Mommy, you gave me my name as Mycroft, not Mike."

Probably because the name Mycroft is more convoluted, his mother prefers to call him Mike more, but the name Mycroft doesn't like it at all.

"By the way, Mommy asked me to introduce you. These are the Lestrades." This is how Mycroft introduced them. Although there are some differences in the surnames, the bear children will still be called collectively. Lestrades.

Mrs. Holmes bent down and looked at the little Lestrades in front of her and said, "Welcome to my house as guests. I am Mike and Xiali's mother. You can call me grandma or Mrs. Holmes."

Apparently, the brats called Mrs. Holmes by the previous address, grandma, very wisely.

However, McCoff still fought for the right to his own name, "I'm McCoff, not some kind of Mike, and little Xiali won't like hearing you call him that."

While saying that Sherlock would not like it, Mycroft called Sherlock by his nickname.

Harry and the others looked at Mycroft. It's a pity why Sherlock wasn't here. If they were here, they would probably be able to see the scene of two childish Holmes arguing in front of their mother.

"Okay, Mycroft."

Mrs. Holmes watched as Mycroft reluctantly changed his mind.

Mycroft shrugged and started introducing the young Lestrades to his mother, "Harry Potter, Greg's eldest son."

Although Mrs. Holmes knew their names from Anthea, it was obvious that their appearance and name Mrs. Holmes did not match. Little Harry smiled obediently when he heard McCoff introduce himself, "Grandma."

This sound simply melted Mrs. Holmes' heart, and she agreed with a smile. Mycroft looked at his mother's smile and pursed his lips. Could it be that he really wants to find a partner on the agenda?

"Saul Odinson and Rocky Odinson."

The two of them are always introduced together. Who told Sol and Loki to be like conjoined twins? Although Loki would show disgust for Sol on weekdays, but when Sol really stopped It will be different when he is around him, until Sol runs back and clings to him. Loki then dislikes him. In Tony's words, Loki is a duplicity and tsundere.

Obviously very dependent on Thor, but some mouths expressed dislike.

"grandmother."

Probably Mrs. Holmes gave people a very friendly feeling. Loki’s grandma’s voice was very sweet. Mrs. Holmes looked at the sunny Sol and Loki who looked like a girl and said with a smile: " Your presence is welcome."

"Harold Lestrade."

Finally, there is a surname named Lestrade. Mrs. Holmes has heard that none of the eight Lestrades are Greg Holmes’s biological children. They are all adopted. Abandoned or orphaned, Mrs. Holmes, the adopter, has seen a lot, but she has never seen eight children who are not her own at once, and it also shows what Lestrade is like Such a person deserves the respect of all.

Harold smiled obediently at Mrs. Holmes, "Hi, nice to meet your grandma."

"This is Hannibal Lecter."

The first impression Hannibal gave Mrs. Holmes was that he looked very much like Mycroft, not because of his appearance but because of his feeling. The three-piece suit looked like a little gentleman, and there was a hint of arrogance in that smile. She blinked and stretched out. He shot and said, "Hello, little gentleman."

"Good day, Grandma Holmes."

"Tony Lestrade." Mycroft pointed to Tony and introduced him. Little Tony stood there with his little schoolbag on his back, smiling very cutely, with a little baby fat on his face, big eyes blinking and blinking It doesn't look like a worry-free baby.

"Merlin Lestrade."

I don't know if it was because Mycroft had promised Merlin that he could take the baby rabbit on a trip. This time, Merlin really held a toy rabbit in his arms. He walked up to the front and introduced the rabbit in his arms to Mrs. Holmes. "Grandma, this is a bunny."

"Hello Merlin, hello Bunny."

Merlin reminded Mrs. Holmes of Sherlock when she was a child. When Sherlock was about two years old, he staggered and hugged his teddy bear to her and introduced to her: "Mum, this is my new friend. It's called Mr. Bear."

Oh, Sherlock was so cute back then, but this one now...

Mrs. Holmes can't wait to hold Merlin in her arms and bully her. I have to say that Sherlock and Mycroft will eventually become this character. As their mother, Sherlock Holmes must not be able to escape. Sherlock's memory is not very clear. At that time, she liked to bully Sherlock very much, but Sherlock didn't know that it was bullying at the time.

"Little princess of Greg's family, Raven Lestrade."

Ruiwen sent the gift she had prepared to Mrs. Holmes, a huge lollipop, which was Ruiwen's favorite thing.

Mrs. Holmes hugged little Ruiwen, oh my god, little Ruiwen is like a little angel that she can't put it down. Ruiwen hugged Mrs. Holmes' neck and kissed her on the face, "Grandma~"

"Hello, little princess."

Mr. Holmes looked at the smile on his wife's face and didn't know what to say. His lover has always been doted on by him. They have gray hair since they were young. In fact, his lover has always maintained his childlike innocence. .

"Father."

Mycroft looked at his father and cried out with a smile.

The two of them stood side by side and looked at Mrs. Holmes who was taking the little Lestrades to the living room. Mr. Holmes cleared his throat and said, "Your mommy is very happy that you can come back."

"I'm sorry, but I think you guys prefer the two-person world."

Mr. Holmes touched his nose. His son was right. He likes to treat every day as Valentine's Day. His son is like a light bulb.

"By the way, I heard that they are the children of your friend's family?"

Mr. Holmes seldom gossips, and his son has no friends.

"Yes, Inspector Greg Lestrade can't accompany the little Lestrades because of work, so I think you and Mommy can have one less 'Valentine's Day' to enjoy a lively Christmas."

Holmes laughed twice. He watched his partner sitting on the sofa walk up, "May I join your conversation?"

Mycroft put the small black umbrella in his hand aside, took off his suit and stood not far from them, looking at the happy scene. The little Lestrade's smiles were very bright. It seems that they have temporarily forgotten this ups and downs of Christmas.

"Boss, I will come at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, please get ready with the little Lestrades."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Anthea, just email me if there's anything else, I'll keep my office, yes, and Merry Christmas."

Anthea nodded. Before leaving, she personally checked the defense system around the house. How could Mycroft British Government Sherlock Holmes not strengthen the protection of his parents? You must know the agents around the house They were all handpicked by him.

Here little Lestrade and the Holmes couple spent Christmas together, and Greg Lestrade devoted himself to the case in hand. He still couldn't figure out why the murderer would take the victim Ray away. Mr. O. Vogt's liver, even if it's a trophy, what's the use of a clean and disease-free liver, since it's not kept for a long time.

After sifting through the relationship network, he found that this Leo Vogt is not a person who is good at communication. It is even because he is not good at words that he has no girlfriend until now. For this Leo Vogt Mr. Vogt's close friend Lestrade also asked his subordinates to inquire to see if he had any enemies. Who knew that the murderer took the liver to numb their vision.

News soon came from the black market. Recently, there was no one looking for liver organs. Under the strict police crackdown on such a transaction, only someone would make a risky sale if someone set a price.

So the black market can be discarded.

Lestrade wrote about the spoils in his notebook. He frowned and thought to himself, what kind of person would take someone else's liver as a spoils of war?

He picked up the preliminary autopsy that just came out, just like what Sherlock said, the victim, Mr. Leo Vogt, died at around two o'clock in the morning. He lost too much blood and died with only one stab wound on his abdomen. It can be seen that the murderer is very proficient in anatomy, and his hands are clean.The soil on the ground was collected from the nails of the victim Leo Vogt. The victim struggled for a distance, and one of the footprints left at the crime scene matched the victim's, and the other was ten inches. The size of the footprints, because as Sherlock said, the murderer wore special things on his feet, so it is impossible to judge what kind of shoes he was wearing at that time.

After reading the report, Lestrade threw it aside. It was of no great use. He glanced at the time and it had been three hours since he and Mycroft finished talking on the phone, and Sherlock, the big bear kid, didn't know how to run away. Where did he go, he reluctantly took out his mobile phone and called to ask Sherlock's whereabouts. A good Christmas was not completed, and if Sherlock was lost again, it would not be worth the loss.

What did Sherlock go out for?

He believes that although the murderer is a cautious person, he is not a meticulous person. Although he will think about things like blood stains, Sherlock believes that the murderer will not be careful with the handkerchief that stuns the victim.So he rummaged through dozens of large and small garbage dumps nearby, and finally found a white handkerchief in a corner that smelled of ether all over it.

He held the handkerchief and smiled triumphantly, there was a little blood on it, which seemed to have been accidentally splashed.

Although a handkerchief can't provide much clues, the murderer's escape route can be judged based on the location of the garbage dump.

"Detective? Is there another case?"

"Where have you been, Sherlock?"

Greg, I am very worried. Lestrade's voice is tired. It is more difficult to bring a Sherlock than to bring their eight bear children. After all, the little Lestrades are obedient, and Sherlock is not at all I don't know what it means to be obedient.

"I'm doing my own thing, and I will contact you when I have news."

Sherlock put the handkerchief into the evidence bag, and he looked up and down the handkerchief in the evidence bag many times. He found that the blood on it was not as simple as splashing, it was round and more like a murderer Use it to wipe the blood stains on your body or somewhere, so Sherlock wants to see if there is any information about the murderer on it, such as cuticles or sweat.

Sherlock's enthusiasm is completely mobilized now. When he was doing the experiment, he was still thinking about the loss of the liver. In fact, Sherlock was more inclined to let the victim Leo Vogt's liver become the perverted murderer's liver. Collection.

They never thought that Leo Vogt's liver was not as simple as a collection.

After Sherlock finished the experiment, he was a little bit shocked. He started to circle around the laboratory in agitation. There was nothing, nothing was left on the handkerchief. The blood can be determined to be the blood of the victim, but other than that There is nothing left, it seems that the murderer did not use it to wipe the blood splashed on his bare skin, and this handkerchief can be found everywhere, the most common white handkerchief.

He was very irritable. At this moment, someone knocked on the door of his laboratory. After Sherlock came in with a loud roar, he saw Jasmine Amber cautiously poking her head in and said, "Sherlock?"

"Jasmine? Isn't it Christmas today? Why are you here?" Sherlock looked at Jasmine up and down with an expression of sudden understanding, "The blind date failed and you didn't want to go home, so you came to the hospital."

Jasmine looked a little embarrassed, she twisted her clothes with her fingers, "That's not considered a blind date, it's just a meeting."

"I didn't eat anything. It seems that the person who asked you out is a stingy person, tsk tsk."

Jasmine coughed. In fact, she didn't expect that her family would let her go on a blind date on Christmas. The other party was a teacher in a medical school. From work, they seemed to be a good match, and the man was also from appearance. Not bad, they dated in a French restaurant, the atmosphere was pretty good at the beginning, who knew that the man was very particular about food, he could even taste the ingredients of foie gras.

In the end, they broke up unhappy. Jasmine didn't want to go home and listen to her parents' nagging, so she wanted to go back to the laboratory to hide. Before she knew it, she met Sherlock.

Sherlock knows everything.

"We ate, though only a little."

Oh my god, that man was so picky, that in the end Jasmine could only sit there and smile, an embarrassing smile.

"Failed on the tenth date, it looks like you are not suitable for dating now."

Sherlock showed a smile, and Jasmine looked at him helplessly, thinking that this person who only has IQ but no EQ can't tell that she has a good impression of him.

"I want to see the body, do you want to come?"

Sherlock needs a helper, and Jasmine doesn't want to go home anyway, so Sherlock is going to grab a strong man.

Jasmine pointed to her nose, does that mean you are asking me?

Sherlock rolled his eyes and strode past her towards the door. He needs to perform an autopsy on Leo Vogt himself. If the man named Anderson is not in the Butts Hospital, it will be his world. God knows the noisy line What an annoying goldfish.

Lestrade called Harry during dinner. They were enjoying a fire in front of the fireplace in the cottage of the Holmes couple. With the help of Anthea, the Holmes couple prepared Christmas gifts for the little Lestrade. very happy, because the company of the little Lestrades allowed them to enjoy the family happiness in advance.Every Lestrade is smart, Mrs. Holmes assured her husband, none of these little Lestrades is a fool, and the ratio of them together is 1+1>2, compared with their family. The two little geniuses, Mycroft and Sherlock, are really much better when they are pulling each other's legs.

"Hey Angels, how was your Christmas?"

Lestrade tried to soften his voice as much as possible.

"Grandma Holmes and Grandpa Holmes are very good people, we are very happy, Dad, it would be great if you were here."

Harry was standing by the window, it had unexpectedly snowed this Christmas, the first Christmas without Lestrade in nine years.

"My dear, I also want to be by your side."

With no clue about the case at hand, and no clues from the black market or network, Lestrade began to wonder if the murderer was a random victim.

"The case... is difficult?"

"Fortunately, isn't there Sherlock to help?"

Harry talked to Lestrade for a long time, and it wasn't until Harry put down the phone that he saw Hannibal standing behind him.

Hannibal heard the content of the phone call between the two, dear Jim Moriarty really caused Greg a lot of trouble...

"Grandma is waiting for you to come and tell a story."

"Okay, come right now!"