Gu Qing looked at Benjamin with his bright blue eyes, he understood that his friend was very emotionally dull, and he didn't realize that Mr. Bond - although in Bond's past emotional history, whether it was only serious relationships or countless ambiguous encounters, the objects were all women, but for people like Bond who had slight antisocial tendencies, most of the time he could not be defined as heterosexual, and most of these people would not have a normal sexual orientation in the social sense - he had a good impression of him.

"Stop!"

Gu Qing blinked: "What?" ”

Benjamin glared fiercely at Gu Qing, who was pretending to be stupid, "Stop scanning me, or anyone else." Don't play dumb, Patrick! Every time you look like you look like you are, I can hear your little head spinning at high speed and making a "buzzing" sound. Also, don't pretend how aggrieved you are! Well, well, what do you want to say? ”

Gu Qing's bright blue eyes were wet, which made him even more innocent, and he showed a bright smile at Benjamin's last compromise, and Benjamin lowered his head and rolled his eyes for this. "It's nothing, just lamenting your low emotional intelligence."

Hearing this, Benjamin's eyes widened in disbelief and stammered, "You actually say that I have low emotional intelligence?" Your capitalized #Speech Death Early# and #Logic Death# actually say that I have low emotional intelligence? ”

"You love me, my friend." Gu Qing said confidently.

"You really have the hashtag #thick-skinned # now, really!" Benjamin snorted, lowering his head and taking a bite of the lemon sponge cake, trying to take it for his friend's flesh.

Gu Qing laughed, picked up the teacup and made a toasting gesture, "Respect for friendship." ”

Benjamin finally didn't hold back his face and laughed.

"That's right, my friend, show your pretty little dimples. Well...... I guess it's the after-effects of molesting Mr. Bond, and I'm sorry. ”

"I want to hit you again now." Benjamin said with disgust, but one thing came to mind, "Are you the Mark Grant that Bond bumped into at Valentine's headquarters earlier?" ”

"Uh-huh." At that time, the moment he saw Bond walking towards him, Gu Qing deduced Bond's purpose, but he was Mark Grant at the time, an ordinary tech nerd, and naturally he couldn't escape Bond's "attack". He acquiesced to Benjamin, but silently added, "I was going to be a mimic of Bella Cookson." As he spoke, he took out his king-sman-pad and showed Benjamin that the currently perfected biomimic electronic mask can now cover the whole body, which means that it is not a problem for male to female.

Benjamin: "......" said dryly after two seconds of blankness, "I thought you were a field agent like Bond." "Strictly speaking, Benjamin initially thought that after knowing that Gu Qing went to MI5 for afternoon tea, he thought that he would become a member of the MI5 Technical Support Department, just as he became a member of the MI6 Quartermaster Department. But then Benjamin realized that he was too naïve, and his friend was once again playing his cards out of the ordinary, and he had gone through rigorous training to become an agent on the front lines, and it was clear that he was not MI5's.

This made Benjamin suspect that Gu Qing really had something to do with the MI5 commander in his mouth, and later it turned out that it was purely his thoughts. Well, if you want to ask how it was proven, believe him, being kidnapped into an abandoned underground parking lot is not a nostalgic experience......

Gu Qing was about to speak, when his mobile phone rang, indicating that he had just received a text message. Gu Qing put down the fork in his hand, wiped his mouth, and picked up his phone.

[Looking for you, come to Baker Street.] ――MH]

Gu Qing bared his teeth, why wasn't he surprised at all? He has a super-crazy brother, and the owner of this brother is always concerned about the rights of his younger brothers, and the combination of the two is sometimes really crazy. He looked down at the three tiers of afternoon tea in front of him, the fruit tarts on top looked bright and delicious, and the scones on the second floor were tantalizing honey. As an amateur photographer, he decisively took a picture of Mycroft with a text message: [If you need a microphone, please find a professional, it's not a good thing to disturb someone's afternoon tea, Mycroft.] ――PH]

Gu Qing put the phone down, "I-"

Unfortunately, he was interrupted by his dear friend, who said ruthlessly, "I don't have time for you now, you can eat your pudding, Patrick." He was now deciphering the text that had just been sent to him on his phone, and it was obvious that the unobtrusive friend sitting across from him was less important than his job.

Gu Qing, as a considerate friend, naturally would not drop the chain at this time, he finished his share of pudding, took out another scone cake, and carefully smeared cranberry jam and a layer of cream on it, during which the mobile phone rang three times, without interrupting his project.

It wasn't until he had finished eating the scone that he took his phone back out, and it was rare for Mycroft to send that many texts at once, unless the matter was relatively urgent.

[For God's sake, don't be so naïve, Patrick!] ――MH]

[There was an accident.] ――MH]

[Come right here.] ――MH]

Gu Qing stared at the phone screen for several seconds, thinking in his mind what McCroft's so-called "accident" was. If it weren't for Baker Street, Gu Qing would think it was a national event, and McCroft wanted him to run errands, no, it was more likely that McCroft wanted to "care" about his youngest brother about him changing bosses. But now when it comes to Baker Street, he can think of more possibilities, and of course more around Sherlock.

After thinking about it for ten seconds, Gu Qing decided to be a good brother. He raised his wrist to look at the time, and his mind had formed a possible route from his current location to Baker Street, and the traffic lights, no-go signs, and road conditions on each route were also displayed, and finally output, he replied with a text message: [Forty minutes.] ――PH]

"Ben, I have to go—"

"Well, goodbye." The future quartermaster, who was immersed in his work, said mercilessly.

Gu Qing said indifferently: "If you can, please say hello to Mr. Bond on my behalf, and if you are interested in his nude photos, contact me, my friend." ”

"Uh-huh." Benjamin said perfunctorily that he probably didn't listen to Gu Qing's words, and after he deciphered the code and sent Wen Jiàn back to MI6, he was finally reluctant to take his eyes off his mobile phone, and habitually touched the teacup and took a sip of tea. At this time, Gu Qing's words when he was about to leave finally flashed back in his mind, "Puff, cough, cough—"

He coughed so violently that his pale face turned red, and he could only say that he had to be cautious when making friends, Ben.

After all, the last time he came to Baker Street was a year ago, and he was entrusted by Mommy to take Sherlock, who had not been home for Christmas for two consecutive years, home, and it had been since he and Sherlock met after his last field mission in South America.

Gu Qing paused on the street for half a minute before walking slowly towards 221B, and when he was still three meters away from the door, the door was opened, and a couple walked out of the door, and they let out cheers of surprise when they saw Gu Qing.

"Oh! My sweet apple pie, come over and let me hug it! Mommy opened her arms, hugged Gu Qing in her arms without refusal, kissed him on the cheek, and looked at him like a child who had not grown up.

"Mommy, please call me Patrick, I'm twenty-one years old!" Gu Qing was glad that he came out to see Benjamin today and turned off the tortoiseshell glasses he was wearing, and the other kinetic energy that did not belong to the glasses. Apple pie or something, it's just too much.

"Okay, okay, I got it, baby." Mommy said casually, Daddy watched happily beside him, and Mycroft, who tricked him here, used his black umbrella as a fulcrum and tilted his body, and when he looked over, he showed a fake "love can't help" look, and then looked over Mommy to the door.

Sure enough, soon Mommy shouted to the door: "Xiali, the pie has come, I'm sending you, come here!" ”

"I have work to do! You know, criminals don't have any days off! Sherlock's undisguised reluctance came from within.

"I-" As soon as Gu Qing opened his mouth, Mommy grabbed his hand and continued to shout inside: "Xia Li, you are the elder brother, shouldn't you be a good example for Pie?" Tell me how long it's been since you've called home, and you don't know how worried we are about you. Remember? When you were four-"

"For God's sake, those useless memories have been erased by me, so stop Mommy!" Sherlock came out of it with a loud noise on his face, apparently having changed out of his silk pajamas and into the black suit and white shirt he was wearing, with no tie or bow tie, of course.

His light-colored iris eyes examined his younger brother as he was going to set an example, and let out a snort as his gaze finally returned to Gu Qing's face with a look of regret that had been interrupted by Mommy's words. "McCroft didn't tell Mommy and Daddy, you're dating, a delicious date." He deliberately elongated the pitch, like the aristocratic false aria they were accustomed to, usually McCroft the most.

Mommy was going to blame Sherlock for not tidying up her collar, but when she heard this, she immediately turned to Gu Qing with relief and surprise, the pity in her eyes made Gu Qing's stomach twitch, he didn't have time to stare at Sherlock, and corrected before Mommy said a lot of words: "It's just afternoon tea with a friend, Mommy." ”

"Oh—a friend, how sweet." Mommy's warm hand touched her baby son's cheek, Gu Qing almost spent most of her self-control to not tilt her head back and stagger Mommy's hand, and at the same time squeezed out a smile and said, "Mommy, you know, Ben." And if you and Daddy really want to hold your grandson, I think you should count on Mycroft the most—" Gu Qing ignored Mycroft's eyes that would make the ministers sweat on a hot day and continued, "Now that I have a female companion, obviously not the female lawyer who is obsessed with Shakespeare, I really regret, I still appreciate her way of balancing intellect and emotion." ”

Mycroft changed his position, no longer leaning on his black umbrella, but began to play with the handle, and said in a sparse and usual manner: "It is only for social needs, and my upbringing does not allow me to be rude on some necessary occasions." After he finished speaking, he elegantly took out his watch, "I think we have to do our best, for the daytime "Les Miserables", Mommy and Daddy won't want to be late." The black car had been sliding slowly and silently as they came downstairs.

Hearing this, the smile on Gu Qing's face brightened, revealing his cute little tiger teeth: "My dear eldest brother, you should really remind me that Mommy and Daddy came to London today, in fact, I originally planned to recommend the opera "Tosca" to Mommy. McCroft didn't tell him that Mommy and Daddy were coming to London, and Mommy didn't say anything when she called before, apparently with McCroft's permission.

"That's a pity, dear Pie, there is no rehearsal of this opera in the theatre in London at the moment, why don't you wait for it to be rehearsed, and you can come and watch it with Mommy and Daddy?" Mycroft spoke with intimacy in his eyes, but there was a certain tooth-tickling, high-tech smugness in his eyes.

Sherlock, who had been drooping his face, glanced at Gu Qing quickly and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "It seems that you have a good time on a business trip, Patrick." He said as his slender fingers pressed on the keyboard.

"Pie, when are you on a business trip? Didn't you mention it the last time you called? Mommy asked at once, she and Daddy didn't know that Gu Qing was actually an agent of the royal gentleman. Gu Qing also made a note of Sherlock in his heart, but on the surface, he muttered with a coquettish nature: "Mommy, I am twenty-one years old, and I was already an adult in the legal sense three years ago. ”

"You are, you are." Mommy said insincerely.

Gu Qing, who was still regarded as an apple pie by Mommy, turned his head to look at Sherlock: "Sherlock, speaking of which, I was planning to give you a mobile phone that I was responsible for developing, and its biggest beauty is to make your face appear on the display screen, you're welcome." ”

Sherlock, who had been attacked, gave his brother a big, wrinkled smile, "Patrick, is this the way you treat your dear brother who only cares about you, to be a jerk, and in front of Mommy?" I have to say, this is really sad. ”

"Given that I'm just stating a fact, without any exaggeration or rhetoric, your protest is invalid, Sherlock, and even more so I thought I was the one of the two of us who would care about each other. Remember? The last time you didn't eat for thirty-six hours, who pulled you back from the brink of starvation? Who, exactly, is being a jerk now? Gu Qing rejected the evaluation of "bastard", especially from Sherlock's mouth.

Sherlock rolled his eyes, "Thank you for shooting the anesthetic into my ass, Patrick!" Also, don't tell me that the nutrients you forced into my stomach have been tested in accordance with the law? ”

"Your accusation is also unsubstantiated, Sherlock. What's more, the fact that you're standing in front of Mommy right now is enough to tell, isn't it? Gu Qing retorted without giving an inch.

"Don't be stupid, Patrick, do you know how many holes you have in your words?" Sherlock said disdainfully, and he suddenly changed the subject, "Sue me, can you fake DNA samples?" ”

Gu Qing was very accustomed to Sherlock's erratic logic, he ended the personal attack above with kindness, and showed Sherlock what he was better at: "If you are talking about DNA samples that will be sent to law enforcement agencies for testing, I can." You know, the law enforcement agencies will perform a standard DNA test called STR (short tandem repeat) analysis—"

Mommy interrupted her two sons' discussion with a relieved smile, "Okay boys, let's not discuss at the door, you will have time on the way to the theater, being late is not a virtue." ”

Daddy echoed with a smile: "Yes, yes." ”

Gu Qing and Sherlock glanced at each other, it seemed that the plan to pretend to quarrel to delay time did not work as expected, it was a pity. Sherlock immediately said, "I'm not going to take this car, I'm going to follow." ”

Gu Qing followed up and spoke: "I'm with Sherlock, and our question hasn't finished yet. ”

Mycroft, who also sighed in his heart, waved the black umbrella in his hand and said, "What's the problem with this, brothers. ”

The taxi drove slowly over, Sherlock glanced at it and immediately glared at Mycroft, obviously this taxi was just a disguise of the British government's agents, it seemed that this time it was likely to be impossible to dodge. Sherlock got into the taxi in a huff, and Gu Qing also saw it, and he decided to ask Mommy for a photo of Mycroft as a baby, paying tribute to his eldest brother.

After getting into the taxi, Sherlock raised his sharp chin towards Gu Qing and motioned for him to continue the topic just now.

Neither of them took the previous confrontation to heart, and of course it was more likely that Sherlock thought it was useless and immediately deleted it. Gu Qing said sincerely: "Do you need me to add some basic knowledge of cell biology to you?" After being glared at by Sherlock, he slowly picked up the original words, "Actually, the STR analysis is not very accurate, it only compares thirteen groups of loci, but there are actually countless other possibilities." The current level of technology is enough to create these thirteen pairs of loci, as long as there is top-level real equipment and the genetic code of someone, of course, he must be a high-level geneticist. It's easier to crack it, just test other loci, and I think there's a good chance that the blood sample you're talking about won't detect the other genomes at all. ”

Sherlock took out his mobile phone and tapped on the keyboard quickly, and said coldly, "You said one less male partner." ”

Gu Qing gritted his teeth and said, "I know, so I regret it very much now, I really underestimated Mycroft's brazen Cheng Dù." In fact, when he stepped into Baker Street, he already knew that McCroft's so-called "accident" meant that Mommy and Daddy were coming, and Gu Qing wanted to pull his legs and left. But the British government, which obviously controlled Baker Street and even the whole of London, also expected this, and immediately sent a text message, so that Gu Qing had to give up the idea of escaping.

This is to ask what is good for Mycroft, apparently he doesn't, and Mycroft hates Les Miserables just as much, or even more, but the fact that one person suffers and all three of them naturally gives Mycroft a different feeling. That's right, that's how he changed! State!

"Of course, of course you will, you're Mycroft's apple pie." Sherlock looked up and said in a strange voice, "What a touching brotherhood—"

Gu Qing immediately sneered, "It's very touching, at least there is no Internet freedom in my territory." There is a loss, Sherlock. "Mycroft's initiation of Sherlock is three levels of surveillance, the highest level of surveillance, which of course will include network surveillance.

And the royal gentleman, that's a civil organization, isn't it? What's more, after this accident of Valentine's bribery of Arthur, the royal gentleman will naturally only be more cautious than ever. This is not a place where Mycroft can step in at will, and compared to this, it is simply insignificant to only occasionally run errands for McCroft, or sell the new weapons he has developed to the MI5 for a family price.

Sherlock stared at his dear brother, who smiled at him innocently and showed his white teeth, oh, he loves sweets just as much as Mycroft, and his teeth are as bad as Mycroft, and his teeth are so rotten that they can make a dentist kill himself! He snorted heavily, "Really? So why are you still sitting in the car, apple pie? ”

"Sherlock, you're not Mommy, don't call me that, and the same question back to you." The agent in the form of a driver didn't seem to them to be worth mentioning at all, and if they really wanted to, there were several ways for them to get out of the taxi unscathed, undetected. Just considering the consequences of what they do...... Then you can't just try to be cool for a while.

The two people looked at each other, did not speak and bowed their heads to abuse the phone.

At the same time, in a corner of the earth, the computer screen was lit up and became the only light source in the room, and the man sitting in front of the computer stared at the intimate photos of the two young men on the screen, licking his reddish lips, "It seems that someone wants to be beaten by Daddy~"