Mycrof was invited to the apartment for Christmas Eve, and he prepared gifts for everyone to their liking, even choosing Lestrade's gift himself.

Now he was standing in the living room of Lestrade's house, his little brother sitting on the couch arguing with the television, and to tell the truth Mycroft was tempted to pretend he didn't know him, and the little Lestrade were staring at him with wide eyes as if he were some kind of monster.

"Sherlock, come here."

The Lestrades were accustomed to Shylock arguing with television, and Hannibal once analyzed that this is a manifestation of psychological degeneration, which is quite normal according to Shylock's mind.

Sherlock snorted twice when he heard Lestrade's voice and was reluctant to move, and little Raven, who was lying on his lap just now, slapped Sherlock, "Dad screams!" ”

“Ok！ Nasty Lestrades, nasty Christmas! ”

Sherlock muttered as he walked over and stood in front of Mycroft, "Inspector, you can't ask our brothers and sisters to satisfy your bad tastes!" ”

Lestrade shrugged, and then said yes, "I didn't." ”

"Little Charlie, Greg just wants you to greet your poor brother."

"You pathetic?! Poor me, I've been accused by you, you damn crazy maniac! ”

McCroft feigned sadness and managed to slap Sherlock on the head.

"Sherlock, you'll be good today!"

Sherlock pursed his lips, then said to Mycroft in a long voice, "It's a pleasure to meet you, my dear brother!" ”

Mycroft smiled and nodded, the bullied Sherlock really entertained him, and he reluctantly didn't care about the sarcasm in his words.

Lestrade left Mycroft to his own devices, and he had just introduced the kids to McCroft anyway. So I saw Mycroft sitting on the couch with one hand on his chin and looking at the apartment, and the owners of the apartment, little Lestrade.

Now that little Lestrade was all gathered together, they seemed to be discussing something, and from time to time their eyes looked at Mycroft, who was sitting there, and McCroft tilted his head and thought to himself what the children seemed to be discussing something related to him......

What are the bears children discussing? Of course, it's about M, and Harry is confused now, and the name is right and Lestrade's attitude is right, but the gender is wrong.

So they were discussing whether this mysterious guest was the "My" that Harry had heard, but these were not Hannibal's concerns, he was sure that this was M, he had a faint smell of women's perfume, and the smell of perfume that Lestrade had on him when he was late for the first time, but unlike Lestrade, the man had obviously been in contact with the woman who had been wearing perfume for a longer time, which explained why the smell of Lestrade was lighter last time, Indirect transmission.

Moreover, Lestrade has been contaminated with the scent of a series of perfumes several times, and has not repeated it before, which means that the woman who has clearly worn the perfume cares about the subtle changes in the smell of her body. If a man has been contaminated with perfume for a long time, there are two possibilities: one is a wife or lover, and the second is a colleague.

However, judging from his age and demeanor, this McCroft Holmes is a strong man who is likely to get married, and today is Christmas Eve, how many people will choose to work today?

So the wife is more likely to be.

He glanced at Mycroft faintly, whether Lestrade liked men or women, they would not object, but if the suitor was a married man pretending to be single, that would be a different matter.

Mycroft and Hannibal looked at each other, he knew Hannibal, of course he knew, he was only six years old, but he was a very sophisticated boy, he still remembered the supermarket video he watched before, the video about Little Lestrade being taken hostage, Hannibal did not hesitate at all, and his eyes were exposed with murderous intent.

The boy was scary, or should he be identified as a man.

Such a look at Mycroft did not flinch in Hannibal's eyes, in the Sherlock Holmes family, Mycroft is more intelligent than Sherlock, and even Sherlock's deduction is related to the previous McCroft's pointing, Hannibal is like a number in the eyes of Mycroft, short-sighted, mature, and weak moral sense can even be said to be no, Mycroft can see that everyone looks like a fool in Hannibal's eyes, and he arrogantly stands at the top and looks down on everyone.

Mycroft nodded at Hannibal, he stood up and straightened his suit, walked past the children and walked to the kitchen, although gentlemen rarely enter the kitchen, but McCroft did not think he was a conservative gentleman, so he stood still at the door of the kitchen, smiling at the busy Lestrade. He was wearing an apron and looked like he was making a little biscuit tonight, and his palms were all flour, and his face was somehow stained with flour, and a small piece of white flowers looked so cute.

He laughed out loud and caught Lestrade's attention, who turned to him and called out his name in surprise, "Mycrof?" ”

"Greg."

Mycroft pointed to his cheek to show his strange appearance, Lestrade hurriedly rubbed it, who knew that there was more flour on it, Mycroft shook his head helplessly, he took out the handkerchief in his pocket and gave Lestrade to wipe the dirt on his face, Lestrade looked at the man who was close and said embarrassedly: "That...... Thank you. ”

"You're welcome." He put the handkerchief aside and said, "Is there anything I can help me with?" ”

"No, you gentleman still don't want to be here, it looks weird."

Lestrade was joking about the gentleman Mycroft, but when he said this, they both laughed, and Mycroft wondered if this was Lestrade complaining that he was an old-fashioned gentleman?

As soon as Mycroft, who was kicked out of the kitchen, turned around and saw Hannibal and Harry, Hannibal didn't say anything, this kid was very defensive, but why did Harry Potter, the eldest son of Lestrade, look at him so strangely, that feeling Mycroft couldn't say as if there was something on his face, he tilted his head and just wanted to talk to Harry, Hannibal stepped forward at this time He and Mycroft stood side by side, looking at each other again.

There are no marks on the fingers, and according to the previous judgment, it can be said that the family relationship is not harmonious, but there is a fragrance of perfume on the body, which means that it will not be a divorce, because there was contact with the owner of the perfume before buying a house. The gentleman of the old school in England behaved elegantly, and his surname was Sherlock Holmes and Sherlock were brothers, so he and Lestrade must have known each other because of Sherlock. Hannibal frowned slightly, if he tasted the smell of the man's body now, he would exude a special sweetness when he looked at Lestrade, but it was mixed with spicy in the middle, he liked it but mixed with other things in it.

In this way, it is partly because of the man in front of him that Lestrade will suddenly take care of Sherlock, or there is also a possibility that the man is using his own pursuit to get Lestrade to take care of Sherlock.

Hannibal thinks that both possibilities can be zài, because the flavor of his love is too complicated, so Hannibal personally prefers the second one. He looked up into the man's eyes, and from the man's eyes he could see that he was not of a good kind, and that Hannibal could smell death from him, not that he had blood on his hands, but that he had ......

This person is a superior person, a superior person who has grown up by stepping on blood.

The superiors, the family, the suspected marriage, and the complicated taste of Lestrade, Hannibal is not sure how much sincerity this man has given to the people he cares about, and it remains to be seen.

"Mr. Holmes, do you need a cup of tea?"

Hannibal smiled a well-behaved smile that Harry could tell at a glance.

Hannibal knew that Mycroft was watching him, he knew Sherlock's abilities, if it was his brother, he would be smarter, and he seemed to be more than one level higher than Sherlock's emotional intelligence.

Mycroft's smile remained the same, as if the boy was resisting his rendition and wanted to disrupt, "If it weren't for the trouble." ”

Mycroft politely expressed his gratitude to Hannibal, a way of thanking adult men, he didn't want to treat Hannibal as a child, and in his opinion, his agents would not have such intelligence and ability.

In the first round of meetings, both Hannibal and McCroft got the information they wanted.

Hannibal was almost certain that the man was "pursuing" Lestrade, a desirable but purposeful pursuit.

"What do you think, Hannibal?"

"Quietly observe, you know Greg is looking forward to this Christmas Eve."

They can't spoil the night, but that doesn't mean they won't make a move, Hannibal looked at the two brothers sitting together and narrowed his eyes, there is a Chinese word called lianzai, which means that a person who commits a crime and the person he has a relationship with will also be punished, and now he is ready to use it on the Sherlock Holmes brothers, all it takes is a small psychological hint.

Mycroft was now sitting next to Sherlock, and Sherlock seemed to be making some fuss about himself, when Mycroft suddenly said, "What do you think, Hannibal Lecter? ”

"You're going to ask for my opinion? McCroft, my dear brother, don't you think you're a good eyer? ”

Sherlock raised his eyebrows with a smiling expression, his dear brother has been playing politics, he has always thought that there is no one in this world except Sherlock that he can't see through and can't grasp, because in McCroft's opinion, everyone has their own **, so he likes to set Sherlock what he should do but will not take the initiative to ask Sherlock's opinion.

So now Sherlock is not only surprised, but also mocking.

"Can't you see anything? The laid-back of these days has dulled Sherlock. ”

"It's you who are sluggish, my dear brother, and fat has begun to push your brain."

Neither of them is a new sign of agreement, Sherlock opened his mouth first, "Of course, the human ghost is a six-year-old body, but he looks like a thirty-year-old person, and the protector is the protector of this family, and he is in the dark. ”

"Protector?" Mycroft muttered the word, a strange usage, and it was a sign of Hannibal's position in the family, his family that had adopted him, and his siblings.

"A highly intelligent psychologist, Mycroft wouldn't be smarter than him, even if he was one of your men."

"I'll admit it."

If Lestrade had allowed it, Mycroft would have been willing to train Hannibal to become his own agent, and not everyone would have shown their superhuman intelligence at the age of six.

"The moral sense is close to zero, which is a perfect contrast to his brothers, born arrogant."

If Shylock divides people into three types, then Hannibal likes to roughly divide people into two types, the "sheep" that he cares about and the "sheep" that can be eaten, and what happened to him as a child made him throw away all the moral sense he had left, so he stands at the top of the food chain and despises all people.

"We signed an agreement for the first day of my stay."

Sherlock paused and continued to speak to Mycroft about his agreement with Hannibal, "an agreement that I can't touch the Lestrades casually. ”

"You promised."

It was a declarative sentence, and Sherlock shrugged his shoulders and leaned over Mycroft and said in the smallest of voices, "You know how interesting the Inspector's family is. ”

McCroft smirked and patted his little brother on the head, "Sherlock I don't know anything. ”

He didn't want to talk about the last time about the monitor, maybe Mycroft was ready to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and the page was over, wasn't it.

When Mycroft saw Hannibal coming with a cup of hot tea, he immediately greeted him, and by the way, he took his own tea from his hand, and he inadvertently touched Hannibal's hand, and for some reason he saw Hannibal's playful eyes.

Mycroft understood what Hannibal meant, and he told him to stay away from the house.

He smiled and said "No" with his eyes.

Hannibal's eyes became more dangerous.

"Alright, dear little angels, we are ready for dinner." Lestrade's energetic voice interrupted the contest, and Hannibal took a step back, admitting that this McCroft Holmes was many times more difficult to deal with than Sherlock, and that he was like a machine that was running when it didn't stop. Higher IQ and higher EQ is not an easy person to deal with, this person probably has no weaknesses, and is a near-perfect person that Hannibal rarely sees.

"Sherlock, McCroft."

The two men heard Lestrade's voice say yes in unison, and Hannibal reached out and made an inviting gesture, "Please, Mr. Sherlock Holmes." ”