Scotland Yard

“O… M… G！ Anderson opened his mouth wide and held his face and shouted at the top of his voice, "Boss, today is not April Fool's Day, is it?!" Why would that overage virgin — yes, we all know the freak is a virgin, and he's still a virgin despite having a teddy bear as his roommate — getting caught in a sex club?! He's also wearing erotic handcuffs! Who's going to tell me what the hell happened? ”

Lestrade coughed, "Well, it's actually an S&M club. The good detective's embarrassed tone could not hide a hint of revenge.

Anderson deliberately said "wow" very cooperatively, with a more cheap expression: "It turns out that the freak has such a heavy taste, and it is really incomparable to me and other goldfish." ”

Sherlock crackled the handcuffs on his hands with hatred, and Anderson burst into even more indebted laughter, and Lestrade laughed too, so that his men went to find the key, and Dr. Watson, who knew the truth and was very glad that he didn't follow up, held a kind of luck mentality that a dead friend would not die and be poor, and tried to minimize his own sense of existence.

When they got into the taxi, Watson breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, Scotland Yard was angry with Sherlock, and today he finally found an opportunity to concentrate his firepower on Sherlock, and the former military doctor was spared. However, Watson quietly looked at the gloomy Sherlock, and felt quite strange in his heart, after all, when he usually cooperated with Scotland Yard, other people were not angry with Sherlock, especially Anderson also had a cheap mouth, so I didn't see Sherlock care, of course, he was usually the one who made others angry, but this time Sherlock seemed to be angry, and he was like a cat that had been stepped on by his tail, and he hadn't started the group ridicule yet......

"Are you alright, Sherlock?" Watson asked cautiously with roommate love.

"We've been tricked, I should have thought of it!" Sherlock gritted his teeth.

Watson asked, puzzled, "What do you mean by that?" But Sherlock didn't answer his question, he just pulled out his Apple Pie phone, Watson thought he was going to send a text message or look up a web page or something, but Sherlock didn't, he just went over and over the handmade Zuò phone that was so good that the other phones were ashamed of themselves, as if he was using it to vent his feelings.

Alas? Watson was amazed at his thoughts, and he began to think back to how they had ended up in that position, starting with one of his female patients, who—

“Shutup！”

Well, the young master is unhappy again, who is not opening his eyes to provoke him? Watson couldn't figure it out, and he didn't dare to provoke Sherlock, who seemed to have his hair blown up. God knows, on the way back to 221B Baker Street, he almost tried his best to suppress his opening **, almost suffocating him!

After getting out of the taxi, Watson just wanted to take a breath and say something, when he heard a string of melodious and joyful violin sounds coming from the window on the second floor, and the joyful notes were connected into a light and soft movement.

Sherlock's face darkened, and he slammed the door open, striding up the stride with his upright knocker crooked, his coat flipped dramatically behind him.

By the time Watson reacted, Sherlock was gone, and he hurriedly followed, and when he climbed up to the second floor with short hands and feet, the melodious violin sound had stopped, and the bow was being waved by Sherlock like a fencer, making a "rustling" sound in the air, as for Sherlock's violin was still held in the hand of the person who originally played the violin, the other party's expression made Watson feel that he would pull out a string the next moment, and he would fight his brother to the death.

Yes, Watson knew the young man who played the violin, the youngest Sherlock Holmes, and they had met three days earlier. He changed into a suit today, a three-piece suit, of course, like the only one who wasn't there, another Sherlock Holmes, an expensive custom suit that discouraged the average person. Hmm, are the tailor's perks that good?

Although the focus was off, it did not prevent the former military doctor from feeling the tense atmosphere in the living room, and he subconsciously took half a step back. Watson swore that he really didn't make any noise, not the footsteps, but the two Sherlock Holmes in the room turned their heads to look at him in unison, and what it was like to be stared at by two pairs of similar, bright, perceptive eyes, the former military doctor, who had never flinched on the battlefield in Afghanistan, told you that he almost turned around and ran away.

It was as if some kind of mechanism had been activated, and the youngest Sherlock Holmes spoke first: "Had a great time today, huh?" "Accompanied by a pure and harmless smile, people feel bathed in the spring sun.

But the consulting detective who was greeted by him didn't feel it at all, and he squeezed out a crumpled Sherlock-style smirk: "Don't you know that there is a saying called "smart is mistaken by cleverness", my dear little brother? ”

"Are you summarizing your thoughts on this time, Sherlock? Hmm, didn't I go to the BDS-M club in high spirits? By the way, how do you feel about this? Gu Qing's smile was still sincere.

"Ha, if you have to say that, then I don't know who, I just made a phone call and sent John to the door, and he easily took the bait, stupid apple pie!" Sherlock said and smugly flicked his bow, his unobscure hair curling with it, especially after seeing the Apple Pie flawless expression.

Gu Qing is not a vegetarian either, he sneered at each other, and directly poked Sherlock's sore feet: "Hmph! What carrots did Mycroft feed you to be called on by him as an errand donkey? ”

Sherlock was furious: "I didn't!" ”

Gu Qing said slowly: "You have!" ”

And then it's naïve -

"Nope!"

"You have it!"

……

Watson couldn't stand it anymore, and took a step forward and shouted, "Enough is enough, you guys! He was now pretty sure they were real brothers, and that the youngest Sherlock Holmes was about to catch up with Sherlock, faster than anyone else! I also give you a seamless connection of one sentence and one sentence of me, and they all speak the same way that people can't understand, I just want to kneel down and sing #I'm a goldfish, fish fish #!

Watson hadn't figured out what they meant until they started accusing each other like three-year-olds, but that didn't stop him from crying and laughing for the naïve Sherlock Holmes.

Sherlock and Gu Qing glanced at each other, and invariably showed a smirk, and one of them carried a bow to his exclusive sofa (except for the sofa that is usually used for the client, all the sofas in the living room are Sherlock's exclusive to him); The other plucked the strings twice with his hand, and put Sherlock's violin in its place, and at this time finally picked up the etiquette, and gestured to Watson, "Good afternoon, John." ”

Watson: "Huh. ”

Sherlock snorted unceremoniously and sarcastically, "Hypocrisy." ”

Gu Qing stretched out his tone: "Etiquette, Xia Li." ”

Watson stared at the youngest Sherlock Holmes with round eyes, his posture and tone as if the British government had died, and the youngest Sherlock Holmes shrugged his shoulders after meeting his gaze: "Everybody loves Mycroft." ”

Watson: "......" is so tired. The former military doctor who wiped his face indiscriminately cheered up, after all, he was still one of the owners of 221B, and he had to fulfill his responsibilities as the master. Well, the youngest Sherlock Holmes, like another Holmes who was not present, did not treat himself as a guest, and what he thought he had was intellectually touching or something, now seems to be a delusion. "Uh, Sherlock Holmes—"

"Please call me Patrick, John."

The corners of Watson's mouth twitched, "You sit down first, and I'll go and order the scones made by Mrs. Hudson." ”

"Tea is fine, thank you."

"Black coffee, two pieces of sugar."

You fucking don't really know how politeness is written, do you? Watson looked at the faces of the two Sherlock Holmes that complemented each other, gave up the struggle, and went downstairs with no complaints. Of course, if you ignore the sound of the former medic stepping on the stairs, it almost makes one suspect that the stairs will break in the next moment.

Gu Qing unbuttoned his coat and sat opposite Sherlock, putting his hands on the armrests: "I think we're even." ”

Sherlock snorted lightly, but instead of using the bow as a foil to try to give his brother a blow, he took the bow in his hand and plucked it, staring at Gu Qing tightly, trying to get back from his dear little brother. Unfortunately, every Sherlock Holmes, while mastering the art of deduction, is also very good at hiding himself, except for what they want others to see.

Gu Qing also obediently let Sherlock interpret him, until after a while, Sherlock leaned back on the back and said in a bored tone: "Boring." But Gu Qing knew very well that Sherlock had not been able to get effective information from him, so he covered himself up after being deflated. Gu Qing craned his long legs and said slowly, "Thank you for your concern, my dear brother." ”

Sherlock snorted louder this time, obviously disdainful of Gu Qing's "humane" statement, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it annoyed and angry. Gu Qing laughed, he knew that after McCroft realized that there was one more trace of someone around him, he asked Sherlock to investigate him, and Sherlock, who was taken for granted, pretended to ignore Mycroft's request as always. But out of Sherlock's concern, he must have made an excuse for himself to step in again, and Mycroft must have known that.

Sherlock suddenly struck the bow over, he was obviously very upset with his brother's "I know" look, Gu Qing dodged neatly, "Don't be a bastard brother after I just praised you, Sherlock, what would Mommy think if she found out?" ”

Sherlock withdrew his bow and sneered, "Now the two of us, who worries Mommy more, Patrick." ”

Gu Qing didn't speak.

Sherlock leaned forward and pointed out in his usual quick tone, "You're in an intimate relationship — forgive me for not being in a relationship or dating or anything, it's boring — it can't have happened recently, or Mycroft wouldn't have been so angry." We all know that he is so angry because he doesn't "care" enough about his apple pie. Gu Qing could hear that Sherlock emphasized the word "care", which was very ironic, of course, his whole sentence was sarcastic.

"What's more, Mycroft hasn't yet investigated the identity of the person you have an intimate relationship with. Either you used your fingers and keyboard to help hide your identity, or the other person has the ability to hide their identity, and now it seems that I prefer the latter. Obviously, this time you got it out, and that person also had a share, tsk, it was so sweet. Now unite an outsider to deal with your dear brother, who is the more asshole? ”

Sherlock leaned back on the back of the sofa, Gu Qing put his hands together in front of him, and couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard Sherlock's last words. He said meaningfully, "If you really want to compare, what if you let John install a bug in the tailor's shop?" ”

After waiting for a little five seconds, Sherlock heard the movement coming from downstairs, and glanced at the control device on Gu Qing's ear, and his face suddenly darkened. Gu Qing was calm, and he said silently, "Don't worry, I'll take them away." ”

What's the matter, just allow Sherlock to use his homeless network, and don't allow Gu Qing to call his family's ant team to 221B, Sherlock should be glad that he is a good boy who respects his brother's **, and he won't have the word "**" in the dictionary at all like Mycroft. Of course, Mycroft has recently increased his "concern" for his younger brother, that is, he has increased the level of surveillance, and the base of the royal gentleman cannot stop Mycroft's minions.

However, Gu Qing didn't intend to ignore this, he had already paid tribute to Sherlock, and he wouldn't give up doing something to him just because Mycroft was the eldest patriarch. In Gu Qing's opinion, since McCroft "cared" too much, he should be mentally prepared to be reciprocated.

Sherlock was very dissatisfied with his brother's grandiose distraction, and threw the bow at him again, and the bow broke through the air and made a rattling sound, pulling Gu Qing back to reality.

Gu Qing shrugged his shoulders and apologized heartlessly, Sherlock's face was not much better, and he stared at his younger brother: "What are you going to do?" After hiding your work from Mommy, are you going to hide your intimate relationship again? ”

As soon as Watson, who had come upstairs with tea, coffee, and scones, came in, he heard Sherlock's words, and couldn't help but say, "So your brother really has a girlfriend?" "They're going to end up running to that S-M club today, and they're chasing the youngest Sherlock Holmes' girlfriend all the way there, uh...... So what's going on?

Sherlock plucked the bow as a violin string and snorted because of Watson's use of the word "girlfriend", and Gu Qing replied politely: "Maybe." ”

Watson: "......" What's the answer?

Gu Qing turned his head to meet Sherlock's gaze, and said slowly, "You'll meet him, Sherlock, if you plan to go back to the old mansion for Christmas this year." After saying that, he didn't care about Sherlock's reaction, fiddled with the cufflinks on his sleeves, stood up leisurely, and said to the stunned Watson, "I think it's time for me to take my leave, John, I think Mommy will be glad that you went to the old mansion for Christmas." ”

Watson: "...... "Hey, don't think you're Sherlock Holmes and you can make decisions for others!" Damn, he really can, think Sherlock, think McCroft! Watson just took the tea that had been brewed with all his heart and was not tasted by the guests, and watched the youngest Sherlock Holmes go downstairs in a comfortable manner, WTF! Wait, "Sherlock, did your brother just use "him"?" ”

Sherlock wasn't so calm at all, his face was even more ugly than before, he took out his phone and sent a text message, tossed it aside, took his priceless violin and began...... Sawn wood.

Watson: _(:зゝ∠)_ I can't live this day! Teddy, who had decided to work hard, nestled up on the couch where he used to sit, and angrily stuffed Mrs. Hudson's scones into his mouth, and drank the tea he had worked so hard to make.

Ten minutes later, Watson couldn't take it anymore, he held up his phone in front of Sherlock, who was sawing wood in a trick, and said through gritted teeth, "Your big demon king asked you to see the text messages he sent you!" "Sherlock Holmes!! Isn't it okay if I don't do it?!!

- It's not up to you to decide now, Watson, #说你行你就行, you have to do it if you can#.

Life has to go on, and Christmas is here as always.

Gu Qing held his forehead and said to Moriarty, who made him unbearable to look at directly, "Don't be a Chihuahua, okay?" ”

Moriarty flattened his mouth: "I'm going to kill that stupid dog sooner or later!" ”

"It's none of Jimmy's business, baby." Gu Qing said with a posture that he didn't care about himself, "And put away your messy settings." Well, well, I think it's my duty to introduce you to my family in advance. McCroft, I'm sure you've met and had a cordial exchange; Sherlock, that's even more interesting—"

Gu Qing stretched his tone and paused deliberately, Moriarty's original indifference seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, he leaned down and got close to Gu Qing, and his dense breath covered Gu Qing's breath, "Tell me, dear." ”

The corners of Gu Qing's eyes were raised, and he said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, the accident happened in 198-9, involving a swimming competition and a pair of running shoes that disappeared after the race. ”

Moriarty's pupils contracted slightly, and then he chuckled, completely reducing the distance that was not much, he took Gu Qing's lower lip in his mouth and sucked - sucked and said vaguely: "Honey, you can always surprise me~"

Gu Qing only raised his eyebrows.

Moriarty was revealed after a while: "If your mommy doesn't like me, you have to be on my side." "Apparently Moriarty also knows very well who the real big boss of the Sherlock Holmes family is.

Gu Qing calmed down his uneven breathing, and said without being salty or light: "Mommy loves me." Although it sounded like a donkey's lips were not in the horse's mouth, Moriarty knew exactly what he meant. Mommy likes her apple pie, so she won't interfere much with what she likes apple pie, as for whether she will love the house and Wu, that's another story.

"Uh-huh!" Moriarty reluctantly accepted such a statement.

……

Mommy's apple pie doesn't go back to Christmas every year, of course, this has only happened once, who let the villains not prepare for Christmas that time. Well, there is no need to talk about unfortunate accidents. Luckily, they met Sherlock, who rarely came home for Christmas, at the train station, and Watson, who was invited.

Sherlock's gaze, which was originally casually swept over, suddenly became inorganic when it fell on Moriarty beside Gu Qing, as if there was no one around, cough, it was his attitude that he had always looked at his brother's male companion with an attitude that he didn't care about anyone, and finally fixed his gaze on Moriarty's face.

Moriarty returned a shy smile.

Watson also looked curiously at the youngest Sherlock Holmes's boyfriend, uh, what to say, it was completely different from what he had imagined before. Come to think of it, the Sherlock Holmes are all incredibly clever - there is absolutely no allusion to Mycroft's increasingly tragic hairline - they think that everyone else is either a goldfish (McCroft) or a fool (Sherlock), and Watson secretly thinks that they are like this, almost the rhythm of #Note Solitude#, or play with himself Narcissus. Even if you really have a partner, it's the same type as them, but the person in front of you looks more like an ordinary person (goldfish).

Watson, the real goldfish, fell into his own thoughts, and in the end it was Sherlock's voice that pulled him back into reality, just-

Sherlock finally turned his gaze back to his brother, "Aren't you going to introduce me, my dear brother?" Let me think about it, two thousand and twenty-five days late for the introduction. The last time I saw him, he wasn't what he looks like now, with his skin peeled off, am I right? ”

Watson: "!! ”

Gu Qing naturally knew what Sherlock was referring to, and in Gu Qing's cognition, he preferred to distinguish between Jim, the librarian, his friend, and Moriarty, although now consulting criminals love acting, but the nature is completely different. Therefore, he said with a cold expression: "I think he has learned his lesson." ”

The party, Moriarty, who took off his vest happily at the time: "......"

Sherlock half-squinted, smirked, and said, "I hope so." ”

Gu Qing blinked, and a pure smile appeared on his face again: "So, I can make an introduction now?" Moriarty, this is my second brother. ”