"Detective, who did you date at noon?"

Sherlock only needed a glance to see that Lestrade didn't dine at the restaurant in Scotland Yard at noon, it was obvious that he had a strange smell of aromatherapy on his body, Scotland Yard didn't have such elegant taste, it must be a high-end restaurant or a high-end restaurant he didn't know, it seemed that the person he was dating was very attentive to **? Sherlock thought of Mycroft, but then thought of his brother who was still out on business and doing something "petty official" do, and it could not be him.

It was also important to note that Lestrade was unusually happy today, with the corners of his mouth visibly raised five degrees higher than usual, and his brisk pace when he walked, and it seemed that he was satisfied with his midday date, or rather his date.

"Huh?" Lestrade was obviously stunned by the question, can you see it so lightly? He stood there scratching his head, and he didn't want to tell Sherlock that he and his brother had a meal, and who knew if this bear kid in his grumpy period would blow up his hair. So he's ready to go over with a haha, and make this lunch that Sherlock calls a "date" a secret.

"Dad, you're dating?"

Harry's main concern was the question, did Dad go on a date or was it at noon? Could it be the mysterious "M" lady?

"Hahaha, it's just a casual meal out."

Lestrade rubbed Harry's black hair vigorously, in fact, he didn't lie too much, he and Mycroft really went out to eat casually, although the place was not very casual.

"Whatever? I didn't know that the casual place to eat would be a fancy restaurant with incense, and I guess this restaurant is the choice of the person you are dating, after all, if you like fast food restaurants more. ”

"Sherlock, Shutup!"

Lestrade yells at Sherlock, telling the bear to terminate his analysis.

Sherlock bit his lip and wrapped himself tightly in his pajamas angrily, then turned around and leaned back on the sofa without speaking, looking like he had been wronged, the last thing Lestrade could see was the expression of the bear child, in his heart Sherlock was a little ghost whose mind was not as good as Tony, he tilted his head with his hands on his waist and looked at Sherlock twice, shook his head helplessly and walked forward to rub his curly fortune.

"Sherlock, how are you feeling today?"

"Awful!"

Sherlock thinks that his life is completely dark, there is no cure, he will die because of boredom, he will become the first Sherlock Holmes because of boredom, and then be laughed at by the fat man for the rest of his life.

Lestrade raised his eyebrows, he looked pretty good, if he usually had been completely fried.

"So would you like to play a game with Loki tonight? Maybe Tony wants you to accompany him to assemble his race car. ”

Sherlock's closed eyes moved, given the high IQ of the Lestrades kids, the games they played were all brain-moving, just the right time to pass the time when they were bored, and Tony's little mechanical genius was also very interesting, he was a little tempted.

"Sherlock, are you going to assemble it with me? I wanted to give the car a speed, and it's too boring right now. ”

Sherlock pursed his lips and jumped up from the couch, "Alright, I'll reluctantly stay with you for a while, in exchange for stopping your pranks today!" ”

He has always had a strange taste in his daily meals, or he couldn't find anything, or he was locked in the toilet, he was pressed into bed and couldn't get up, etc., all of which were pranks of this group of imps, and he analyzed that among the eight children, the youngest Raven, Harry/Hannibal, who was the eldest brother, and the remaining four Harolds, who were steady, were very suspicious.

Especially the little ghost named Loki, don't look well-behaved, in fact, those eyes are usually shining, and they are restless at first glance. He was sure that Loki was the mastermind, and the rest were all little helpers, if he caught any clues......

Sherlock waits for his moment, grabbing their little handle, and he thinks there must be something behind these shenanigans that he doesn't know.

Yes, the reason why Loki pulled Merlin with him was to use their little talents, for example, they made it together to put on a dress for Sherlock on the first day, and the rest of the milk turned bitter and the rice turned into sand, that was Loki's little trick, and that's what he was best at.

Lestrade and the others came out of the kitchen and saw Sherlock and Tony sitting on the ground, all parts in front of them, Sherlock was yelling at Tony to help, he snorted and laughed, although Loki and Sherlock have been arguing, but their hearts have probably begun to get closer, you must know that not everyone can sit here peacefully after yelling at their little angel.

"Looks like Tony likes Sherlock, Dad."

Lestrade looked at little Harold's soft smile and nodded, Tony kept saying that Sherlock was cool.

"How does Harold feel about Sherlock?"

Harold tilted his head and pondered for a moment and said, "Very interesting people, in Hannibal's words, are 'a godsend' just like us. ”

Lestrade hugged Harold, his little angels were all given to him by God, godsends, very suitable words.

"Angels, it's time to eat."

Lestrade loves her life to death and doesn't want to change her life at all, so it's really good.

After Sherlock lived at Lestrade's house for three weeks, he finally got a little vacation, and on the weekend the doctor wanted to see how Sherlock was adapting, so he called a pause, and as a small celebration, Lestrade took a big bear and eight little ones to go shopping, and in a while it will be Christmas, isn't it, they need to start preparing.

Mycroft had just finished another meeting, he hadn't rested for 48 hours, even the news about Sherlock was two days ago, he sat on the sofa and poured himself a glass of wine and rubbed his slightly aching temples, he was about to rest for a while when he heard familiar footsteps, he glanced up at the woman in front of him, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and asked tiredly, "Tell me, what's the matter?" ”

"Mr. Holmes Jr. stopped treatment today, and Inspector Lestrade is now taking Mr. Sherlock Holmes Jr. and the little Lestrade out on vacation, and the time is about two hours or more."

In fact, as early as when Sherlock lived in Lestrade's apartment, they were ready to monitor the family thoroughly, but they didn't find a chance to do it before that, there were always people in Lestrade's house, and finally they found an opportunity.

Mycroft's eyes lit up, two hours was obviously a bit short, but he might have made it a little longer.

"Ancia is over to you."

"Yes, Boss."

McCroft took out his phone, Reestrade's number was the only one in his phone, the other was Sherlock's, and when he started editing the text messages, he unconsciously put a smile on his face, and he couldn't tell that he was just tired.

Dear Greg, as a token of my appreciation, I have a place for you and your little angels in the children's dining room, please accept it. ――M

The way to hold back Lestrade is not to let him go home, a lunch is just right, and the children's restaurant must be a favorite for the little ones.

By the way, the puddings and donuts there are excellent. ――M

Lestrade looked at the text messages that were not missing a second, and if he would hesitate when he saw the first one, then the pudding and the donuts attracted him, and the little angels of their family all had a sweet tooth, and their favorite was the soft pudding. Lestrade looked down and smiled and sent a text message back to Mycroft with one hand: Thank you for your hospitality, busy little officer. ――GL

Seeing this text message Mycroft laughed, Lestrade was obviously very humorous.

Since someone had provided a place to eat, Lestrade informed everyone of the good news, a lunch in a children's restaurant, and he heard cheers, which made Lestrade a little annoyed, he was usually too busy to take the bear child out to eat often.

"A children's meal? Bored. ”

Sherlock threw all the things he wanted into the cart, and during this time they had finished playing with all the brain-moving toys of the Lestrader family, so they needed to buy some new ones, and by the way, he and Tony and Harold were going to modify the table lamp, and the voice-activated lamp that they had remodeled themselves must be interesting.

"Sherlock, the children's meal is nutritionally balanced, just right for you." Lestrade saw the cart full of toys and sighed, "Okay, what are these for?" ”

"Real yàn." Sherlock picked up the new pot at home and looked at Hannibal's choice, but the pan was not bad, and he wanted to know how long it would take for the meat to cook at different heats. In this case, the moldy food that he managed to hide can also be studied, and he has to find out if there are any test tubes and microscopes. Sherlock, who had just taken two steps, turned back to Lestrade and said, "Grison, the fat man's card is free to swipe." ”

After Sherlock realizes that he is inferior to the stupid Tony in Lestrade's heart, he decides to delete Lestrade's name and call him whatever he is from his own temple!

"Sherlock, I don't need to put away your card, and my name is Greg."

Although Reestrade would accept small gifts from Mycroft, such as donuts, he would not use that person's card, and besides, he could still afford a little something.

"Really?"

Sherlock pretended to be stupid.

"Yes."

"Sherlock is a and can never remember Greg's name." Tony, who played best with Sherlock, laughed at him, his big glasses narrowing into a slit with laughter.

Harry and the others also sent sympathetic looks, and poor Mr. Sherlock Holmes was actually laughed at by Tony.

"I think Sherlock deliberately forgets, or rather, ...... Delete. ”

Hannibal looked at Sherlock with a smile, he had done this kind of thing before, sealing the unwanted memories that had passed in the temple of thought, but he wouldn't do such a boring thing as Sherlock, deliberately deleting it, he was really the only one who did it.

"Shut up."

One of Sherlock's nemesis is Hannibal, the little imp who can always see through him, as annoying as the fat man.

"Sherlock, engrave my name back as much as you like!"

Lestrade didn't know how many names he had in the past few weeks, so Sherlock had carved back as he had deleted them, and there was no choice.

“No！”

Sherlock yelled and ran away, and Lestrade laughed out loud as he watched the bear boy blow up again, and little Raven began to laugh too.

"Sure enough, our Tony is a little more mature."

Harry patted Tony on the head, proud.

Loki shrugged, "Of course, Tony is a little fool, but after the comparison, I will never say that again." ”

Thor grabbed Loki's hand and seconded Loki's statement, anyway, what his brother said was right, wasn't it?

Harold shook his head, "You guys are bullying Mr. Holmes too much. ”

"No, Harold, it's a pleasure."

Hannibal thought it was funny, the genius of fried hair.

"Don't compare me!"

Tony stands and jumps on his feet, he is the only genius in the world of geniuses.

"Merlin is also mature!"

Merlin has always considered himself a big child, no, a mature big child.

“Good，Tony！”

Lestrade kissed Raven on the cheek, and it looked like their little princess sapphire loved to bully Sherlock with her brothers.

But it also proves that his little angels have embraced Sherlock, which is great, isn't it?