[Comprehensive British and American] When the "real" Wes met Jarvis

"Who told you about that person?"

Zhen Weisi: "...you were still talking about me just now."

"But I'm not at all interested in whether you're going to find that man, including your emotional disputes, Zhen Weisi." The big detective said without interest, looking at him with inexplicable eyes.

Sometimes, Zhen Weisi can't figure out Sherlock's thinking, but let's not talk about other things, there is one thing that he cares about, "...Who told you that I have emotional disputes?"

"Mycroft." Sherlock sold out his brother neatly. Although McCoff didn't say anything at the time, it was all Sherlock's own guess, but the big detective said that there was something.

"I think my reputation will be tarnished by you one day."

"You still have a reputation?" Sherlock's gray eyes showed sincere surprise. "I thought you had squandered the Holmes family's reputation when you were young."

I have to say that the shadow brought by Mycroft when I was a child was indeed very serious, but the little Sherlock at that time did not lose confidence in himself completely because of Zhen Weisi's foil.

He and Mycroft agreed that Zhen Weis must have the lowest IQ in the Sherlock Holmes family, so low that one wonders whether he was wrongly hugged by Olivia, or inherited the never-before-seen IQ who has no sense of responsibility at all. Zhen Weisi's biological father's bloodline.

Zhen Weisi was powerless to refute.

Sherlock felt that he should have fulfilled his responsibilities as a brother. You must know that he would never pay attention to this kind of thing. If Mycroft was involved in some tangled matter, Sherlock's first reaction would definitely be to applaud and cheer. After all, he and Mycroft were never right.

When he stood up and was about to go back to his room, he found that someone had grabbed the hem of his clothes. He turned his head and looked down at Zhen Weisi.

Zhen Weisi, who was about to raise his head to say something to Sherlock, was attracted by another thing, and he blurted out: "From this angle, Sherlock, your face is so long."

Curly Detective: ...

He thought seriously whether he should punch Zhen Weisi with the other eye.

"Ahem," Zhen Weisi coughed dryly after realizing that he had said something strange, and quickly changed the subject, "I want to sleep on the bed."

"No." Sherlock flatly refused.

Two pairs of eyes, one gray and one blue, stared at each other in the darkness, neither side giving in to each other.

Zhen Weisi: "You called me over."

Sherlock: "So I comforted you."

Zhen Weisi: "Who said I have a low IQ just now?"

Sherlock: "Who said my face just now?"

Zhen Weisi: "..."

Sherlock: "..."

Originally, he woke up vigilantly because he heard the movement, but he opened the door a crack and found that it was his brothers talking at night. It didn't take long to be gratified, and the conversation between the two brothers became more and more crooked.

The doctor couldn't bear to open the door again until the sound from outside the door was so strange, and then stood at the door speechlessly, looking at the two brothers who were fighting again.

He raised his hand to his forehead, and couldn't help but mourn for the innocent self during the day.

He had to take back that sentence, Zhen Weisi and Sherlock were definitely brothers.

Early in the morning, the enthusiastic Mrs. Hudson brought snacks and black tea, and knocked on the door of her tenant. When she saw Watson who opened the door, she smiled at him, "Good morning, Watson, Did you and Sherlock sleep well last night?"

"... Mrs. Hudson, I don't have that kind of relationship with Sherlock," Watson explained to his landlord habitually, while turning his body sideways to allow the other person to walk in, "Also, I have to say, last night I didn't sleep very well."

"Oh, I know, you're just shy." Just as Watson has gotten used to Mrs. Hudson's misunderstanding, the landlady is also used to Watson's reluctance to face her heart. She is cheerful He replied quietly, put the things in his hands on the table, then turned to look at the two people lying on the sofa, "Aren't you going to eat a piece?"

"I think," Watson stood beside Mrs. Hudson, his tone was a bit complicated, it was a feeling of helplessness mixed with an uncontrollable smile, "They may feel helpless because of the current image. To face you."

Two brothers slumped on the sofa holding hot towels on their faces: ...

After all, Zhen Weiss is not as thick-skinned as Sherlock, he sighed, took off the towel, smiled at Mrs. Hudson, and said hello, "Good morning, Mrs. Hudson, I am honored to taste A snack you made."

In fact, Zhen Weisi's appearance is really good. After all, he inherited the handsomeness of Sirius, almost a replica of his biological father when he was young, but when a person's eyes have become panda eyes, he can't be so handsome went.

At least Mrs. Hudson exclaimed in surprise after seeing Zhen Weisi like this, "What about your eyes..." She even pointed her finger in the direction of the eyes.

Zhen Weisi walked over from the sofa. At this time, he was almost like a broken pot. Anyway, he didn't have any girl or lover here to pursue. Image or something, in the first place between him and Sherlock. After the second scuffle together, it no longer exists.

He picked up a small biscuit from the plate and took a bite, then said calmly, "Don't worry, this is just a product of the exchange of feelings between me and my dear brother."

Mrs. Hudson looked blank, "Ah, so the way you communicate with each other is so special?"

But when Sherlock's brother came over before, he didn't feel it at all.

"No, it's just nonsense, Mrs. Hudson."

The light at the door was blocked by the figure that appeared, and a low voice sounded immediately. The visitor walked in slowly while saying so, and glanced at the panda eyes on his younger brother's face. Showing disgust, Zhen Weisi felt as if he saw a few words from his brother's eyes——

"Why are you still doing stupid things when I see you again?"

The words casually spoken by the Great Demon King overlapped with Zhen Weisi's inner slander.

He knew that this was what Mycroft was thinking, and Zhen Weisi rolled his eyes.

Sherlock, who was lying on the sofa and pretended to be dead, pulled off the towel, looked at Mycroft with his gray-blue eyes under the sunlight, and said expressionlessly, "I didn't invite you over, Mycroft .”

"If I remember correctly, the real owner of this house is not you." Mycroft smirked. He turned his eyes and greeted the owner of the house politely.

"Good morning, Mrs. Hudson."

"Good morning," the landlady couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing, "Oh, your relationship is really good."

Watson, who was watching all this from the sidelines: ...

He felt that Mrs. Hudson's jokes might be a little weird, and she looked at things differently from ordinary people.

When the three brothers sat down on the sofa, Mycroft spoke first, "Probably because I don't know much about fashion," he raised a hand, pointed to his eyes, and said slowly, "What new fashion is this?" ?”

"yes--"

"For the sake of being brothers, I can add friendship to you."

Unlike Mycroft's upright sitting posture, both Zhen Weisi and Sherlock were leaning on the sofa with their bodies relaxed, and Zhen Weisi held a plate of snacks in his arms.

After McCoff made a mocking statement, they each responded to McCoff one by one, raising their eyebrows in sync with each other, and speaking lazily.

Watson, who was sitting in front of the computer and pretending to be typing on his blog, felt that the Sherlock Holmes family might have inherited the ability to sarcasm, and his tone was exactly the same.

"Let's talk about business."

Mycroft's expression remained the same after being reprimanded by his two younger brothers, and he calmly changed the subject, "Have you thought about your future life, Zhen Weisi?"

Zhen Weisi, who stuffed himself with a cookie, raised his eyes and looked back blankly, "Huh?"

Isn't his future life just beating Hydra and Bucky?

But it seems that McCoff doesn't think this way. After discovering that Zhen Weisi has no plans for the future, he once again laments that he is the only one of the three Sherlock Holmes brothers who has an above-average IQ.

"Your experience is different from that of ordinary people, Zhen Weisi," Mycroft said lightly, "Although I don't think it's a pity that you are not like ordinary people whose IQ is no different from goldfish, but there is one thing I think it’s something we have to look at.”

I don't think Mr. Mycroft has considered that an ordinary person is still in this room, Watson thought silently.

"Do you know that you are now a person without a degree?"

A not-so-good premonition rose faintly, Zhen Weisi straightened his body unconsciously, and said sincerely, "Mycroft, I think my life is very good now."

"Mycroft, it's rare for me to think your proposal is good." Sherlock on the side also became a little interested, and he began to put forward his own opinions with great interest, "Maybe we can find him a middle school? Or a primary school? I think college might be a bit difficult for him—uh!"

Detective Curly's mouth was directly blocked by the cookie that Zhen Weisi stuffed in.

After the world finally calmed down, Zhen Weisi put down the empty plate in his hand, turned his head, and smiled at Mycroft:

"Don't arrange anything for me, Mycroft."

He definitely doesn't want to wander around the campus!He is obviously an adult, why does he still study!

Turning the black umbrella in his hand casually, Mycroft also smiled slightly at his younger brother:

"impossible."

How could the Sherlock Holmes family have a relative who didn't even graduate from college?