161. The emergence of hidden dangers
The Sherlock Holmes are really satisfied with Greg Lestrade, this man is not only humorous but also has a lot of things about him that can make up for Mycroft's shortcomings, the most important thing is that Lestrade can control Sherlock, and it is really very rare that their young son who has always been disobedient can still be obedient.
Mrs. Holmes even made delicious food herself because of Lestrade's arrival, and she really had nothing to say about the craftsmanship of Sherlock Holmes, otherwise she would not have raised the two Sherlock Holmes so tall.
At the beginning, Lestrade was very nervous at the thought of going to see Mrs. Holmes, after all, he could tell from the mouths of McCroft and Sherlock that the two brothers loved their mother very much, and after the exaggeration of McCroft and Sherlock, their mother was still a little difficult to deal with.
In order to be able to make Mrs. Holmes like him, Lestrade had done enough work before that.
But after really getting in touch, Lestrade realized how kind and kind she was, and the two Sherlock Holmes mothers worked part-time.
They had a good lunch, and the Holmes table wasn't very serious, but thankfully Sherlock and Mycroft didn't quarrel in front of their mother.
The reason for not arguing was that Mrs. Holmes turned her attention to Sherlock.
"Dear Charlie, when will you be able to bring back your other half to Mommy like your brother?"
Lover? Sherlock said that he was married to work, so he wouldn't say one thing and do another like McCroft, obviously he kept saying that feelings were a burden to them, but he turned around and entered a period of love. Everyone is a goldfish in Sherlock's eyes, and even a few who are not goldfish will not do it.
After all, he's not a pedophile.
"Mommy, it's a pity I'm not Mike, I'm not interested in anything like love, no matter what kind of interest it is."
People are in need, but Sherlock is a special case, he can't use this aspect to evaluate lightly, from childhood to adulthood, in addition to the experience of helping the right hand with the left hand when he was too young, he is more of his own vitality into various research.
Especially in recent years, the number of times he has helped himself can be counted on one hand, such a man is a special case of sex/coldness/indifference, he has never met a volcano that can melt him.
"Oh, Charlie, you just haven't met the right person, you see Mike and Gray."
Mrs. Holmes blinked mischievously, and the teased Lestrade blushed inexplicably, being teased by Mrs. Holmes or something, and I don't know why she was inexplicably a little shy, and thought that she and Mycroft had made everything that should have happened......
"Mike is Mike, I'm me, I'm married to work."
"Dear work is work, you are you, you can't live sweetly with work forever, can you? And believe Mommy, not all people in the world are boring goldfish, there will always be one who is very interesting and can tolerate all your shortcomings. β
The appearance of the word goldfish made Lestrade glance at Mycroft, as if to ask, do all the people in your family think that others are ...... Goldfish?
Mycroft shrugged and spread his hands, and said that they were very much like their mommy, don't look at their mommy as if she was a kind woman who seemed to get along with her, in fact, she was still very arrogant, but as time passed, she restrained her arrogance.
But no matter how restrained, the essence will not change.
Well, Lestrade wants to take back his previous words, the Sherlock Holmes brothers are actually very much like their mothers, and Holmes is indeed a powerful person, one is that Sherlock, who likes to talk back, is also obediently reprimanded and speechless in front of her.
Later, Lestrade wondered if Holmes had the ability to prophesy, and that there was really such a person who could tolerate Sherlock, who could not see Sherlock's shortcomings, and would always praise him, and at the same time had this very good patience, although not extremely intelligent, a goldfish was a special goldfish.
"Mommy, I believe that someone like me will not appear, you better give up the idea of letting me find a partner, and hasn't Mike already brought back so many grandchildren to play with."
Lestrade said to Sherlock that it was his child, not a toy! And he never said he was going to marry Mycroft, at least not yet!
"Xiali, don't give up, believe that I will always have someone who God has given you."
Sherlock disagreed with his mommy's words, but he couldn't refute it because of Mycroft's eyes, so he could only slander himself in his heart.
After lunch, Holmes invited them to stay at home for the night before returning.
At first, Mycroft and Sherlock refused, and even Lestrade was a little embarrassed, but she couldn't stop Mrs. Holmes's sadness and sadness when she saw that they didn't agree right away, and her expression was very sad, as if Sherlock and Mycroft had done something unforgivable.
"Pity me, an old lady, who can't take a good look at her son in the days he has left."
Knowing that his mother was pretending, but Mycroft still got tricked, he sighed and poked Sherlock who was standing aside with the small black umbrella in his hand, glaring at him by the way, asking him not to object to his mother's words.
As for Lestrade's side, he did not object to anything, in his opinion, family is always the final want, especially the mother who gave birth to them. Besides, they will all have a holiday tomorrow, and none of their own bears and children will not show that they are unwilling.
As McCroft looked at him, Lestrade nodded and said that it would be okay to stay even for the night.
"Grandparents want you to spend a day with them, are you willing?"
However, he still asked what his bear children meant, and Harry answered yes on behalf of all the bear children, and they stepped forward and took Mrs. Holmes's hand and obediently called Grandma, let's go watch TV. Mrs. Holmes wept with joy, and took Raven and Merlin by the hand and led the little Lestrades into the house, while Mr. Holmes followed them/in.
Now that there were three adults left in front of the door, Sherlock looked at McCroft and pouted, "You know that Mommy is pretending, and you are still tricked." β
"Little Charlie, do you really want to see Mommy cry after we're gone? You have to be considerate of Mommy's age, when you can't find the other half to accompany Mommy, you can only experience it yourself, Xiao Xiali is just a day, and you won't be able to receive Mommy's phone call for the next period of time, think about it, this is a very suitable deal. β
Sherlock was tempted to say that their mommy didn't need company at all, that is, at Christmas their father wanted to ignore their savings, and that there was no need for their intervention between the two old men on a normal day.
"My father obviously didn't want us to intervene in their lives, and both of them were so old that they still had to play in a romantic two-person world, which was the way I was when I was a child."
Hearing Sherlock's complaint, Lestrade suddenly laughed, it turns out that the Sherlock Holmes couple still have such a cute side, but this shows that the two people are in love, just like his father and mother, obviously a lot of age still likes to play romance, today you give me a surprise tomorrow I will give you a surprise.
McCroft spread his hands and said, "The way of life for Mommy and Dad is what I yearn for, and when Gray and I are old, I want to live like this." β
He was skilful at holding Lestrade by the waist, showing off to Sherlock that he had someone to keep him company.
"But little Xiali, if you're still alone, I don't mind lending you the guest room for the time being."
Flaunt! The dead fat man is just showing off!
Sherlock snorted coldly and said, "Dead fatty, I hope you don't lose your teeth at that time, you can only watch me eat your best little dessert, and take care of your body by the way, you have gained two pounds recently, don't wait until you are old and you can't even walk." β
Sherlock would fight back, and according to his calculations, if McCroft didn't lose weight and control his sweet tooth, he would probably lose all his teeth by the time he reached their father's age, and become a huge fat man who couldn't walk, and whether Inspector Lestrade would still be by his side was a matter of two questions.
Lestrade rolled his eyes, very good, the two of them didn't quarrel at the dinner table, but now it's like two naΓ―ve little ghosts, you keep arguing with me.
He broke free of Mycroft's grip and dropped a kiss on his cheek, "Oh dear My, Sherlock is right, if you lose your teeth, you really can't eat your best snack." β
With that, he shrugged at the two brothers, and now he wanted to go inside the house to see if the imps in the house had caused trouble for the Holmes.
"I never knew you liked Mommy's life."
Looking at Reestrade's back in the distance, Sherlock said to Mycroft.
"When you find someone you like, you know what I want for Mommy and Daddy's life, and to be honest I want to lock Gray by my side forever and let his eyes only look at me alone, that's ...... Possession/possession/desire belonging to lovers. β
Possession/Possession/Desire? It's something Sherlock knew, but never felt.
"Possession/Possession/Desire? It might as well be yours...... Control zhΓ¬ desire, brother. β
Sherlock pulled a box of cigarettes out of his pocket and handed one to Mycroft, both of them were smokers, but rarely smoked. First of all, Sherlock lives in Reistride's house, and Reistride forbids the bear children in the house to smoke second-hand smoke, secondly, smoking still affects Sherlock, and finally their mommy hates them smoking.
But it's okay to sneak it away and not let them find out.
As McCroft took a puff of his cigarette, the cell phone he kept in his pocket rang, revealing that it was Anthea.
Mycroft frowned slightly, it must not be a good thing for Ancia to call while she was on vacation.
"Ancia ......"
When Lestrade returned to the house, he saw Mrs. Holmes, who was serving afternoon tea to her bear child, and he immediately went over to take it, "Auntie, give it to me." β
"Mike and Charlie are out there?"
Lestrade nodded as he put the afternoon tea on the coffee table, indeed the two of them were still childishly arguing outside, "The two of them are childishly arguing." β
Mrs. Holmes laughed, beckoning to Lestrade, "Would you like to see a picture of Mike as a child?" β
A photo of Mycroft as a child? This Lestrade really hadn't seen it, he nodded expectantly, "Is that okay?" β
"Of course you can, Mike was still very cute when he was a child, like a little adult."
Mrs. Holmes led the way, and Lestrade followed her, wondering why he was still looking forward to the little McCroft as a child.
Mrs. Holmes led him into the study, and took out a photo album from the shelf, which was full of photographs of McCroft and Sherlock as children, not a lot of them, but each one was very precious to her mother.
She beckoned Lestrade to sit with her on the couch.
"It's all photos of Mike and Xiali growing up, but neither of them likes to take pictures, so there are a lot fewer photos left."
Lestrade carefully looked at Mrs. Holmes's eyes, her hand caressed the album, her eyes were full of smiles, and without too much conjecture, Lestrade knew that she was thinking of the two Sherlock Holmes brothers when she was a child.
As a father, Lestrade can understand this feeling, his eight bear children were raised by his own hands, he participated in the childhood of each child, and even took many precious photos and sealed them in an album with their names printed on them, and gave them as gifts when they grew up and got married.
It is a kind of nostalgia, a kind of love that parents have for their children.
He remembered every picture shoot, Harry would be gone, Loki and Thor's kiss, Harold crying, Hannibal's awkwardness, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on.
"This album must be precious, for you."
"Yes, sometimes I will open it and take a look, you don't know how difficult it was when Mike was a child, he didn't follow the usual path since he was a child, and I and his father were very worried."
The first picture is of Mycroft, who has just been born for ten days, a little one lying in a crib without crying or laughing, staring at you with big eyes.
Lestrade looked carefully at the young Mycroft and said with a smile: "I can't tell that I was still a fat man when I was young." β
Mycroft, who was just ten days old, was like a little meat/ball.
"Mike was a little fat until he was seven years old."
Mrs. Holmes looked at the chubby Mycroft and laughed with Lestrade.
The next one is when Mycroft was twelve months old, the McCroft in the photo is even fatter than before, and his arms are all circled and circled, and Lestrade wants to go up and poke it, but Mack is still walking back at twelve months, which is the words below the photo. It stands to reason that a smart person like Mycroft should have learned to walk very early, just like Hannibal and Raven in their family, who began to toddle before they were nine months old.
"Mike didn't walk back when he was a year old?"
Mrs. Holmes burst out laughing, "I thought so at the time, and thought that the two of us had given birth to a cute stupid child, who knew that Mike didn't know how to walk, he was just too lazy." β
Lestrade laughed unkindly, oh my God, is one-year-old Mycroft already so lazy?!
"Mommy, how many more times do you have to say this before you are satisfied?"
Mrs. Holmes did not know how many people had mentioned it to her as a child, and it was a matter of never getting tired of talking.
"Mike, Mommy just didn't expect you to be too lazy to practice and unwilling to walk, otherwise you wouldn't have been fat like that when you were young."
Mrs. Holmes looked innocent, she was just seeking truth from facts, and besides, if such a thing was not said to make everyone happy, how could it be!
"Mommy......" McCroft sighed, he was thinking about how much trouble Mommy would tell Lestrade about himself today, according to the time, the album in his Mommy's hand should be able to be read, the only thing to be thankful for is that his Mommy also took out Sherlock's album at the same time, and Sherlock didn't want to run.
"I'm sorry I was supposed to be with you for a day, but there are some small things that I need to do right now, so ...... Mommy, I'll be back to see you later. β
Mycroft was indeed in an emergency, and his expression was a little panicked, that is, there was still the smell of smoke on his body that had not dissipated, and if it was usual, he would have waited until the smell of smoke dissipated before coming to see his mommy. Mrs. Holmes was not an unreasonable person, she patted Mycroft on the shoulder, who was kneeling beside her, "Work is important, and don't smoke behind my back, you know?" β
Mycroft sighed inwardly, if it weren't for the fact that there was something urgent he wouldn't have let Mommy catch him from smoking, as if Sherlock was now out of the smoke.
He stood up and hugged his mother, and dragged Lestrade away, he had something to say to Lestrade.
"Gray, I'm probably away from London for a while now, so I'm sorry that my promise to go to the Tech Museum with you and Harry has to be postponed."
If there is really something urgent about Mycroft, it must be a matter of concern to the country and the government, Lestrade shook his head and patted his lover on the shoulder, "Dear My, you can concentrate on your work. β
"Give me a kiss then."
Lestrade looked at Mycroft who was begging for a kiss and laughed, and leaned forward to drop a kiss on his lips, and Mycroft held the man tightly in his arms, exchanging saliva with Lestrade.
Kissing in such a strict place as the study made Lestrade a little shy, especially under the premise that Mrs. Holmes was still inside, he touched his lips and snickered, very good, the disadvantage of finding a boyfriend with the British government is here, and the plan will never catch up with his changes.
When McCroft got into the car, he told the agents who were protecting his parents to "step up patrols a little bit lately." β
"Yes, Boss."
Mycroft was now worried about the sudden changes in Eastern Europe and the incident of collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country within the government, and he sighed and hoped that this time he could solve this matter quickly.
Lestrade had no idea what was happening, and he returned to his study after seeing off Mycroft.
Three-year-old Mycroft no longer wears suspenders, he has begun to learn to dress as an adult, and he can already tidy up his room, except for his tall figure and chubby, Mycroft is actually no much different from a teenager, very self-disciplined and cute.
"Little Harry did a lot of stupid things when he was younger, but Mike was a boring person since he was a child." It was a pity to say this Mrs. Holmes, she thought that she could dress up her son as a little girl and bring it to the sisters to play, who knew that McCroft was so boring when he was a child.
"This is...... Shylock? β
Lestrade pointed to a one-year-old child, "she" was wearing a pink dress, a crown on her head, her cheeks were all flesh, and her hair was slightly curly, reminiscent of the Sherlock Holmes family having only two sons, so this could only be ...... Sherlock too.
"Yes, you see how cute little Charlie was when she was young, and Mike is the two extremes."
Lestrade silently took a picture of Sherlock's appearance, and he wanted to keep this precious photo, so that he could take it out and threaten Sherlock when he was disobedient, and send it to everyone if he was disobedient.
"Seriously, it's a shame that Mike hasn't been asked to be a parent since he was a child. If someone bullies Mike, he can solve it himself, just like he is now. β
Mycroft has also encountered violence in the school, but he has easily solved it himself, and it is a bloodless solution. Reistrade thought that Mycroft had actually cultivated his ability to achieve his current position in the British government at a young age.
"Charlie and Mike like to smoke in the back of the house, and he always thinks I don't know, but I know every time."
At the end of the album, Mrs. Holmes suddenly said that the McCroft she was secretly smoking was already the current British government, but he was still the little child who liked to hide his mother from some things.
"Actually, Mike can find someone he likes...... I'm very happy, I thought they would both be alone for the rest of their lives. β
Mrs. Holmes wiped the corners of her eyes, Mycroft's personality was like that, he was not interested in anything, he just wanted to choose whether he wanted two options or not, he knew what kind of path he should take, but he never said whether he loved it or not.
Not even Mrs. Holmes, from childhood to adulthood, saw that her eldest son was interested in anything.
Until one day Mycroft's secretary Anthea told her that Mycroft was in love, and she heard for the first time from someone else's mouth that she looked like an ordinary person.
"I'm very happy, Mike, who doesn't care about anything, worries me that he will give his life for this country at any time, because there is nothing to worry about the world except me and his father and Charlie."
Mrs. Holmes never spoke of the nightmares she had, and the McCroft chose to sacrifice herself.
"I want you to promise you, I'll hold Mike in your place, and hold him tightly in my hands to keep this kite from flying away."
Lestrade was suddenly able to feel this feeling, and he could feel Mrs. Holmes's worries, and he could feel that he had been a police officer for so many years, like a person whom Mrs. Holmes had seen and who did not care about his own life.
If Mycroft were a kite, he would be willing to be the kite flyer, holding him tightly in his hands and protecting him behind his back.
Reestrade thought that he had probably been poisoned by Mycroft, and that he loved this man more than he had imagined.
Poisonous Mycroft Holmes doesn't want someone to take someone from him, even if it's death or even himself.