Lestrade didn't expect the woman to point the gun at Sherlock's little bastard, and while he was annoying, it was too much for now, and when Alina White was about to pull the trigger, Lestrade turned and knocked Sherlock down.

If something happens to the little bastard, he can't forgive himself, after all, he dragged the little bastard in.

The bullet grazed Lestrade's arm, and I don't know if Alina missed it or if it was deliberately missed, but luckily nothing happened to the little bastard.

But he heard a second gunshot, and warm blood splashed on his cheeks, and Lestrade, despite the pain in his arm, immediately stood up to look, and saw that Alina had committed suicide, and that she had fallen before the tombstone, and the bright red blood stained the ground beneath her feet.

She had a smile on her face, as if death was just a relief.

Lestrade exhaled, he looked at the little bastard standing there and asked, "Sherlock, are you okay?" ”

Sherlock looked at Alina and nodded, "Good, I'm fine." ”

"Damn it!"

Lestrade cursed, he actually let the murderer commit suicide in front of him, this is really damned!

The footsteps came from far and near, and the agents of Scotland Yard hurried over as soon as they heard the gunshots, and they watched the dead murderer and the injured detective waiting for the order, "Seal off the scene." ”

Lestrade looked at the wound on his right arm, it really hurt damn it! But the little bastard was a little distracted, and Lestrade was worried if he was frightened, so he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and comforted, "It's not your problem, you don't have to blame yourself." ”

Lestrade thought that the bear child was blaming himself, but he saw that he kept moving his fingers, and the small movements showed that he was thinking.

"She said that there is one more person to atone for sins in the end, and that is herself, she didn't think to kill me, she just wanted to lure you away and shoot at me."

Lestrade nodded, well, he wouldn't have watched Alina kill herself if he hadn't been lured away.

"Yes, yes, but I can't guarantee that she won't hit you, and I don't want to see anyone else hurt or die in this case."

Lestrade will always be like this, like a good old man, he can hurt himself, but his morality and his sense of justice make him protect the weak, of course, Sherlock will not admit that he is a weakling, he has never been.

"Detective, you're hurt."

Sherlock only saw Lestrade's wound at this time, before his attention was completely on the deceased, he pointed at Lestrade and opened his mouth to say something, Lestrade rolled his eyes, and he said loudly: "Yes, you don't need to remind you!" ”

The damn little bastard looked like he was going to laugh or not, and he wanted to punch someone.

Now that the murderer Alina White has committed suicide, and their case is closed, Sherlock needs to take a note as a witness, and Lestrade is asking the doctor to bandage his wounds, but fortunately it is only a cut of the skin, and it is really difficult to do if it hurts the bones. Lestrade looked at the white bandaged wound and sighed, I can't tell again when I go home, Raven will probably cry when she smells blood, Merlin is also a clingy crybaby sister will accompany her when she cries, Harry and the others will definitely show worried expressions, and Loki will also be awkwardly worried about him. The main thing is Hannibal, and the last thing his little angel Hannibal can accept is that he is injured and will be angry every time.

God, Lestrade was holding his forehead with one hand, and he suddenly realized that his injury would have a chain effect.

And none of these chain reactions are what he wants to see, really...... Damn it!

"Detective? Are you uncomfortable? ”

Seeing that Lestrade's expression changed several times in a minute, the doctor thought that he had been injured in other places.

"Sorry, I'm fine, thank you doctor."

I hope the two little angels can cry a little less, his arms can't bear the weight of two people now.

The little bastard had run away secretly, and before leaving, he told Lestrade that he knew where to find him, and Lestrade immediately pouted, oh my God, he wouldn't go looking for him again, the arrogant bear child.

So they closed the case, and he now needs to finish the report and hand it in, maybe he can take a short vacation under the pretext of his injury, take their bear children out on vacation, and on the way back to Scotland Yard, Lestrade has thought of his wonderful little holiday, picnics, zoo and children to enjoy every minute, and their nanny can also rest for a few days.

He could even take Raven himself.

This idea was not until Lestrade got off work, he was about to take a taxi home, he beckoned, who knew that a black sedan stopped in front of him, Lestrade blinked, he took a step back, it was obvious that although the car looked low-key, but the streamlined figure and the brand could be seen that it was actually quite expensive, and it shouldn't even be here.

So Lestrade backed away, thinking that it might be an accident for the car to stop.

However, when he beckoned again, the little black car reversed and stopped in front of him again.

“What？！”

The little black car opened the door, and out of it came a woman in professional attire, this lady with long curly hair and a mobile phone in her hand stood there upright, looked at him, and said, "Inspector Lestrade, is it?" ”

“Yes.”

Lestrade said that he was looking for himself, when did he meet such a big man, and although the elegant lady in front of him looked like a secretary or the like, the suit she was wearing was definitely worth his salary for several months, or even more. She had a professional smile on her face, "Please get in the car, someone wants to see you." ”

Aha, someone wants to see him use this form to "invite" him, what kind of big man will the person behind this lady be, a high-ranking official in the government......

"Sorry but I'm going home now, I have a few children at home, I'm sorry I can't accept the invitation."

Even stupid people know that they can't rush into an unfamiliar car, and who knows what will happen next.

"My boss said he wouldn't delay you too much, please Mr. Inspector."

The woman gestured again to invite, and Lestrade took a deep breath, obviously they had no intention of making him refuse, and even from the words, there was a feeling that if you didn't obey me, he would do it, and he could only agree with who told him that his combat strength was now halved because of his injuries.

I wish the conversation could be as fast as they say, and he's going to take a taxi home and enjoy a long-lost family dinner with his little angels.

He sat in the car and sighed that this was really a good car, that is, the seats were more comfortable than the usual car, and he was fortunate to have a young and beautiful lady sitting next to him, her body had a faint fragrance, it must be the smell of perfume, very gentle added a lot of charm to her. As a bachelor, Lestrade has no choice but to be self-reliant when it comes to sex, but he still wants to get married if he can, and appreciating beautiful women is every man's hobby, isn't it?

"Where are we going?"

"Mr. Inspector, please forgive me for not saying more."

If it weren't for the fact that she wanted to study how much interest the boss had in this detective, she wouldn't have replied so gently, God knows how many things she had to do every minute.

"My name is Greg Lestrade."

The atmosphere was so awkward that he wanted to find something to talk about to alleviate the embarrassment. The long-haired woman put down her phone and glanced at him, and her smile became even sweeter, "Yes, Inspector Lestrade, I know you." ”

From the surveillance and reports, she knew that she was not lying.

Lestrade licked his lips, he didn't think he was famous enough to be known by such a lady who obviously worked in the upper class or the government, so he must have something to do with someone?

The family of their little angels? No, if it were the family of the little angels, they wouldn't have found him like this, they would have knocked on the door directly, and besides, they were almost all poor orphans who had been abandoned and who came back to them.

The family of the deceased in the recent case? No, they have already investigated clearly, their family background is very ordinary, at least they have no contact with people with this background.

Sherlock Holmes......

Ohno, there's only one option left after the elimination method.

God, don't sue him for really having anything to do with Sherlock, Lestrade prayed in his heart because he really didn't want to have anything to do with that bear kid anymore, any!

The car stopped in an abandoned factory, Reestrade resigned himself to the car and walked forward according to the lady's guidance, and saw a man standing there not far away, wearing a three-piece suit with a pocket watch in his pocket, and a black umbrella in his right hand, a standard English old-fashioned gentleman, with a familiar smirk on his face, although he really didn't look alike, but this smile was really the same.

"So what's the need to kidnap me here?"

Lestrade asked, spreading his hands.

The man smiled, changed his position, bent down slightly and said, "Hello Inspector Greg Lestrade, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

"You know my name."

The man blinked and tilted his head, indicating that it was of course. Reis looked at the sky, to be honest, even a man can see that he doesn't need to introduce him, although he is well disguised, but his arrogant expression and smirk still betray him, this three-piece man must be a relative of the bear child.

"You're a Sherlock Holmes, too."

It was an affirmative sentence, and the man's eyes widened, apparently not believing that Lestrade had seen it.

"Yes, Sherlock is in your care."

But now that he saw it, he generously admitted it, and he stretched out his hand to Lestrade and said, "The contemptible Mycroft Holmes is only a junior clerk in the last of the government, and I wonder how the Inspector saw my relationship with Sherlock?" ”

Mycroft wondered how a little detective and a goldfish could see their relationship with Sherlock, and they were not similar at all, they were simply worlds apart.

"Because you all have a face that you don't have to beat! And I have eyes that see through phenomena, Mr. Mycrof Holmes! ”

Lestrade took Mycroft's hand and forced-