Sherlock flashed into Lestrade's high-end apartment, and after changing his shoes at the door, he looked up and down the house, four rooms and a huge living room, children's toys were everywhere, but the shoes and clothes could be seen to be neatly arranged.

Among the toys, there are the most girls' toys, and Sherlock raised his eyes to look at Raven, who was lying in the crib, a very good girl, the youngest of whom was the most favored.

Then he looked at the other children who were also watching him, and judging by their size and physical growth, the oldest of the children of the Lestrade family was no more than eight years old, and the youngest boy was about four or five years old.

It was obviously the eldest brother who had just been questioned, and he saw in the eyes of the bespectacled boy the vigilance and protectiveness, which was obviously an expression that only appeared as an older brother, and the good boy, the majesty, and the head of the family, the funny child, and the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead were also interesting.

Now the boy who is walking towards him, the shirt is matched with the classic gentleman's style of trousers, there are no wrinkles on the clothes, it can be seen that it has been carefully cared for, the pace of walking is very smooth, and the people are very interesting! The smirk was even more interesting, and the mutual observation seemed to be a smart child, with a keen sense of smell and he was smelling him.

Sherlock tilted his head and gave Hannibal a smile, in his opinion Hannibal and the family had a wonderful sense of discord, but also a surprising sense of integration.

Hannibal was also looking at Sherlock, as a profiler who used to work for the FBI, and a psychiatrist, he could also see something in Sherlock's body, his face was pale and smelled of potions, obviously from the hospital, and just now Lestrade also said that this was a guest who was going to stay at their house temporarily, but this guest came uninvited. Drugging, Hannibal smacked his tongue, his least favorite thing was the "sheep" with drugs, and the ingredients were badly reviewed.

“Dad？”

Hannibal obediently called out to Dad, hoping that Lestrade could introduce him...... Freeloader.

Lestrade came back to his senses and led the man into the drawing-room, clapped his hands for the children to pay attention to, and then began to introduce the guests to their house, "Baby, this is Mr. Sherlock Holmes, my ...... Friend. ”

Sherlock raised an eyebrow, friend, he didn't have any friends.

"It's like I said Sherlock will stay in our house for the time being, until he's well."

Sherlock Holmes, Halimer pronounced the name, it started with "Sh", not "My", it seems that this is really not their Dad suitor.

"Sherlock, these are my little angels, Harry, the elder."

Harry waved his hand to indicate that he was Harry, and greeted their guests by the way.

"Thor and Loki."

Thor looked at Sherlock and said, "Brother, he and you are both black-haired. ”

"Shut up, stupid!"

Sherlock looked at the two little ghosts, although they did not introduce their locations, but judging from the age, the blonde must be the elder brother, about eight years old, strong but a little simple-minded, not still a damn younger brother, with a thick skin. And the black-haired little boy next to him, the third child in the family, has a bad temper and likes to talk back, a dead arrogant one, obviously murdering his brother but still sticking to his side, it seems that the relationship between the two is more intimate, brothers? No, the feelings seem to be a little more special and a little interesting.

"Harold, my little genius."

Harold, who was sitting behind the dining table, smiled at Sherlock with a smile, a very innocent and friendly smile, Sherlock touched his chin, genius, computer-controlled, technical and ...... Hands-on, and a big ghost, with a smile similar to Lestrade, looks like a kind of person.

"Hannibal, the angel of my house."

Hannibal also nodded at Sherlock as well, as he did with the courtesy of his guests.

"Tony."

Tony waved his hand at Lestrade calling his name, and he was lying at the dining table disassembling a remote-controlled car, while Harold was his conductor, answering Tony's questions while looking at the computer.

Sherlock is a hands-on tech guy again, about five years old, energetic, doesn't like to be quiet, and a little genius, looks like an American, a lost child.

"Merlin."

Merlin grabbed Sherlock's trouser leg and held out his hand, "Hug." ”

Sherlock froze completely, it was the first time someone had asked him for ...... Hug, it's still a little ghost who likes to be coquettish and crying, and it seems that his body is relatively weak, and he gets a lot of favors, and his age is ...... Around five years old, well-nourished but slow to grow, this little ghost named Merlin looks like the most childlike of the brothers.

"Sherlock, can you hug him?"

Just as Merlin was about to cry, Sherlock immediately picked him up and made him look at him, "Little ghost! Crybaby! ”

"Merlin is not a crybaby!"

Les Traide looks at the sky, this statement is completely untenable, the one who loves to cry the most is Merlin, who loves to cry even more than Raven.

"And my little princess, Raven." Lestrade walked over and picked up Raven and kissed her on the cheek, "Say hello dear and say hello Sherlock." ”

“Hi，Sher！”

Raven said hello very face-savingly, but she still has the old problem and will never call out someone else's full name.

Sherlock frowned, "Sherlock! ”

He corrected.

“Sher！”

Sherlock corrected her three times, and Raven still didn't change, causing Lestrades to laugh, and he shoved Raven into Sherlock's arms, spread his hands, and said, "We might be able to have lunch together before I take you back to the hospital." And Sherlock asks you to take care of my little angel temporarily, or let my little angel take care of you, anyway, your minds are similar. ”

Lestrade laughed at Sherlock's three-year-old mind, and their Merlin looked like a five-year-old "big child".

After saying that, Lestrade went into the kitchen, since there are "guests" in the house, then the lunch should not be too redundant and monotonous, Sherlock is still weak, the doctor said that the previous vomiting slightly hurt his esophagus, try not to eat irritating things, it is better to eat something soft, he wants to prepare it alone for this big bear child.

Sherlock held Merlin's right hand and held Raven in his right hand and froze in place, he twisted his nose to let him take care of a group of little ghosts, and laughed at his mind like a child, and the detective became more and more annoying. Raven hugged Sherlock's neck and glared at him with a pair of eyes, Sherlock tilted his head and winked at her, Raven seemed to like Sherlock's appearance very much, and kissed him on the face.

"Play!"

“What？”

Sherlock was suddenly almost frightened by his relatives, it was the first time in so many years that someone had been so intimate with him, still a child.

"Raven likes you very much, Mr. Holmes."

Hannibal smiled and answered Raven's meaning for Sherlock, to be honest, Hannibal's heart is a little vinegary, Raven is not an extroverted baby, at least Sherlock is the first outsider she likes at a glance, and even likes to take the initiative to kiss Sherlock Holmes, which makes Hannibal not jealous.

"Oh......" Sherlock looked at the smiling Raven and twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, revealing a smile with real emotion, "So where to sit?" ”

“Yes！”

Sherlock put Merlin on the ground in his hand, and carefully carried Miss Raven Lestrade to the sofa, he was holding a child for the first time, this was not the same as a corpse or any other animal, it was a child who could talk and cry, and even showed a cute smile.

Tony climbed off the stool, and Harold tilted his head to look at him, as if asking what you were going to do.

I saw Tony eager to try, "This big guy is so funny, I'm going to play with him." ”

For this sudden appearance of the guest they all became curious babies, even Loki was also looking at the man, Hannibal patted Harry on the shoulder, he was going to go to the kitchen to help Reestrade, as for the task of taking care of his younger brothers and guests was handed over to Harry, as the eldest brother, anyway, Reestrade also said that the guest's mind was about three years old.

The main thing is that Sherlock gives him the impression that Hannibal does not like, a guest who is too smart.

Sherlock didn't relax at all when facing Raven, as if Raven was some kind of bomb, and the little Lestrades gradually surrounded him, and they all looked at him with curious eyes, and although Sherlock could see something in them, he couldn't even open his mouth.

"Are you a friend of Dad?"

Merlin asked in a whisper as Sherlock poked him, and Sherlock shook his head silently and nodded, as if he was ...... in Lestrade's introduction Friends. Merlin covered his mouth and snickered, then looked left and right to see that there was no shadow of Lestrade, and quietly asked, "Then can I ask you a question?" ”

“……”

"Have you met Dad's suitors?"

Sherlock twitched the corners of his mouth, why didn't he see the suitor of Lestrade, it was impossible for anyone to escape his eyes and his interpretation.

"Suitors?"

"Merlin, we'll not ask."

Harold took Merlin away from Sherlock, and they had made a pact that they would pretend not to know until Lestrade revealed the mysterious man, and not even to inquire.

"But...... I want to know. ”

Curiosity kills cats, but it's not just Merlin and Tony who stare at Sherlock with big eyes, hoping that he can give an answer.

"The Inspector's suitor?" Sherlock touched his chin, did Lestrade really have suitors that he hadn't seen yet? Interesting, he can take on this case.

"Mr. Holmes, Merlin is just talking nonsense, please don't take it seriously, Merlin, don't you want to eat candy, come here."

The pact is that the pact cannot be broken, and the main thing is that Harry can see that this Mr. Sherlock Holmes is also confused, and it seems that their Dad has hidden this mysterious suitor tightly.

After that, no one divulged half a word about the suitor to Sherlock, which made his heart itch and left a puzzle.

They had lunch together, and it was a disaster for Sherlock, surrounded by children, for the chubby little girl who had been clinging to him and immobilizing him, and that Lestrade was going to kill him back in that boring hospital!

Sherlock has been emphasizing that his body has recovered, so he should not go back to the boring hospital, whether it is Lestrade's soft grinding or hard bubbles, he just pretends not to hear, there is no way, after communicating with McCroft by text message, Lestrade can only agree that Sherlock will stay for one night, and return to the hospital tomorrow for a routine examination, if the doctor agrees, then he will be discharged from the hospital and officially settled.

On the night of Sherlock's first day at the Lestrade house, Sherlock curled himself up on the couch and thought about how he could escape the "clutches" of Mycroft once again so that he could not go to drug rehabilitation.

So Sherlock watched as Lestrade carried a little blue girl from front of him...... Walked.

Blue...... Blue...... Little girl!