Sherlock eating deflated? This kind of thing is really rare, he looked Sherlock up and down, and he could easily deduce what his little brother had gone through.

Oh, poor Sherlock turns out to have a nemesis in addition to him, which is really a rare thing, and it looks like Sherlock has been hit hard and can't fight back. Sure enough, he didn't mistake a few children of the Inspector's family, smart children, who could make Sherlock, who had always been arrogant, suffer, and that alone was enough for McCroft to applaud.

However, in addition to being deflated, it seems that Sherlock has other things on his mind.

Maybe installing a monitor at the inspector's house is on the agenda.

McCroft showed a smirk and said to Sherlock: "Little Charlie, our parents miss you very much, if you don't listen to me this time, maybe I can take my parents over and watch you personally, you know your mother's character." ”

Sherlock glared at Mycroft viciously, their mother was smart but the only downside was a bit ...... Nagging, as good babies, they don't dare to resist any of their mother's words at all.

"You dare—"

"There's nothing I wouldn't dare, dear Charlie, especially for you." McCroft shrugged, anyway, if he invited his mother, he would give up his manor to Sherlock and his parents, and as for his own house in London, it was better to live anywhere than under his mother's nose.

Lestrade pursed his lips and snickered, it turned out that the biggest nemesis of the Sherlock Holmes was their mother.

Sherlock Holmes good babies.

Lestrade soon arrived at Scotland Yard, and before he got out of the car, he said goodbye to the two brothers: "Goodbye, good mothers. ”

"You made the Inspector laugh at us, a goldfish with a bit of intelligence."

Sherlock yelled at Mycroft, who looked at Lestrade's back and smiled and said, "Maybe Greg isn't a goldfish, at least you're at a loss at his hands, little Charlie." ”

Mycroft finally laughed at Sherlock's dark circles, one.

"Greg! Tsk, are you guys a**? Seriously, dear brother, I wouldn't be surprised if you married the Inspector. ”

"Married? God, I don't need Sherlock feelings, you're thinking too much. ”

Sherlock sneered, and we'll see, if one day Mycroft fell into it, he would laugh at the dead fat man.

Sherlock's drug rehabilitation life is not smooth, this is a certainty, his drug addiction is much greater than he expected, after the complete cut-off, he can't even lift his spirits every day, Sherlock has a feeling of lovelessness every day. For the sake of Sherlock's daily pain, Loki and the others have a lot less pranks, except that Sherlock sometimes eats strange things.

This is not a big problem, Sherlock thought about resisting in terms of drug rehabilitation, but Mycroft had already sent someone to watch over him, not to mention that if he ran away, Sherlock couldn't do anything that could make him easy.

It can only be said that unless Sherlock succeeds in drug rehabilitation, he cannot escape the control of his brother Mycroft.

The present days are nightmares for Sherlock, except for the nightmare of being hit by McCroft in his lifetime.

Two weeks after Sherlock's detoxification began, Mycroft, who had returned from a business trip, thought of his little brother Sherlock's temporary guardian, and after pushing off a lunch, Mycroft picked up his cell phone and texted Lestrade, asking Anthea to arrange a ride and his favorite restaurant. Ancia secretly rolled her eyes, her boss was bullying her again, and the lunch that was pushed away was the common lunch of the foreign envoys, and it seemed that Inspector Lestrade was weighing more and more in McCroft's heart.

Dear Inspector Greg, please take time out of your day after work to have lunch with the despicable. ――M

What？ Mycroft? Lunch, but I'm in a meeting right now and don't know when it's going to end. ――GL

Meetings at Scotland Yard sometimes lasted two and a half hours, and Lestrade was ready for lunch and afternoon tea.

It's going to be over soon. ――M

McCroft made a phone call with his other hand, and perhaps the general manager of Scotland Yard could "admire" a meal with Ancia and talk about the recent performance of Scotland Yard.

Five minutes later, Mycroft's cell phone rang again.

Well, you win, I'm over, lunch? Ok, where? ――GL

The bus will arrive shortly, please go downstairs in 15 minutes. ――M

Mycroft put down his phone and stood up to tidy up his clothes, picked up the small black umbrella that was put aside, he looked at Ancia who was standing at the door and worked on her mobile phone and said, "Anxia, how do I look now?" ”

Ancia looked at his boss very seriously and said with a smile, "It's perfect." ”

Mycroft tilted his head and smiled, and after taking two steps forward, he said to Anthea as if he had suddenly remembered something: "Honey, you have a dinner at noon today, and the general manager of Scotland Yard. ”

"Wh......" Ancia looked at the already gone McCroft and clenched the mobile phone in her hand, she was actually pitted again, a general director of Scotland Yard? Why let her accompany her to dinner!

After waiting for fifteen minutes, he received a new text message, two words downstairs, signed by M.

A smile unconsciously appeared on his face, Donovan looked at Relestrade with today's lunch in his hand and said in surprise: "Boss, are you going out?" ”

Even if you go to a restaurant in Scotland Yard, you don't wear such a formal attire, right? So the only answer is that Lestrade is going out and taking advantage of the short lunch break at noon.

"Yes, a ...... Friends look for me, goodbye Donovan enjoy your lunch. ”

Donovan shook his head at Lestrade's big smiling face, no matter what kind of friend it was, it seemed that their head was very important.

When he went downstairs, he saw the familiar little black car at a glance, and it was obvious that the people in the car also saw him, and the black window slowly lowered The man smiled at him and said, "Good afternoon, Grail, thank you for having lunch with me." ”

Ancia, who was sitting on the side, tilted her head again, what is the meaning of admiring the face? In order to let Lestrade have lunch with him, Mycroft had already let her go to dinner with a small head office, and even pushed an important dinner, and if he didn't want to appreciate his face, he estimated that the big boss of their family would go up and kidnap people himself.

"Miss Anthea, good afternoon."

"Hello, Mr. Inspector."

Anthea got out of the car and saw Lestrade squinting her eyes and smiling, very good, her boss was disgusted with him, and it was a good excuse to drive her out of the car, he said that since her lunch was going to be with the head of Scotland Yard, then this was already Scotland Yard, and he had already sent her to the place.

"Won't Miss Anthea dine together?"

Anthea smiled and replied in a gentle voice, "I have an appointment, I wish you a pleasant meal." ”

Actually, Ancia wanted to say that she was willing to be together, but didn't she see that Mycroft's eyes were already looking at her! Damn, I hope the head of Scotland Yard and the others don't provoke her, or else someone else will sit in this position! Ancia looked at the little black car in the distance and stomped her feet vigorously, she wrote down this account!

Besides, Lestrade and McCroft's lunch place, a place where the high-end restaurant pays great attention to **, at first glance is a place where big people will go, Lestrade looks at the restaurant close at hand and then looks at his own dress, and always feels out of place here. Mycroft was evidently aware of Lestrade's embarrassment, and he frowned slightly at the fact that he had forgotten about it.

"Oh, here...... What I wore today seems a little out of place. Lestrade smiled awkwardly, even the waiter's eyes looked at him a little wrong, yes, the people who will come here are either rich or noble, he is just a small detective, how can he be suitable here.

"And without Greg, you're perfect today."

Mycroft knew what Reestrade was worried about, and he did. Mycroft stepped forward and said a word of rudeness and then grabbed Lestrade's wrist, then took Lestrade's hand and walked forward with him, he squinted at the waiter at the door, maybe he should make a small suggestion, it is not a good thing for a dog to look down on people.

The waiter looked at the two men and lowered his head, and Mycrof Holmes was the big man in their place, and the person he was dating even looked ...... Ordinary but also need to be taken seriously.

Their seating was quiet, and it seemed that McCroft had arranged it alone, and he recommended the restaurant's dessert to Lestrade, which was delicious and he loved.

If Lestrade was still a little awkward before, it disappeared completely after the two of them began to talk about the recent situation, Lestrade said that there were some small things in Scotland Yard in the recent case, and McCroft also talked about the scenery he saw when he was on a business trip. Mycroft was a funny and talkative person, and unlike Sherlock, who liked to delete useless things from his brain, his brain was more like a hard drive, where everything was stored, and it was easy to say something that Lestrade was interested in.

"On vacation, it looks like the life of government officials is still very good."

"The contemptible people are just petty officials, running errands for the top and enjoying the scenery on the road by the way."

Mycroft was still talking about being a petty official, though they all knew that Lestrade didn't believe it.

"All right, Mr. Mycroph Holmes, petty officer."

After saying this, the two looked at each other and smiled, and Mycroft changed the subject, he asked about Sherlock's condition recently, because there were always people in Reestrade's house, and his subordinates had no chance to install a surveillance system, so Sherlock's usual situation he could only know from Reestrade's mouth.

"It's not bad, it's just a little ...... Mania. ”

Mycroft sighed, his little brother was in a manic phase right now, and had sent him at least 300 text messages in two weeks, more than 200 of which were mocking his weight, so in return, he increased Sherlock's detoxification rate, which was very good, and the text messages were more.

"I've talked to his doctor, as long as it's been over this time, I hope Greg can take care of little Xiali a little more."

"Oh, of course."

As a good person with a sense of justice, there is nothing rare in understanding a bear child who has been recovering from drugs.

"Sherlock is lucky to have met you, my dear detective."

Reistrade looked at Mycroft's elegant smile, blushed a little, scratched his head, and laughed twice.

Probably because the lunch was so enjoyable, the director stayed happy all afternoon until he went home.

Opening the door to the apartment, all the bear children returned, including Sherlock's bear child.

"Hi, I'm back."

He strode forward and raised his hand to greet them.

Sherlock glanced up at Lestrade and said, "Detective, who did you date at noon?" ”