Wake up every day as a superhero

"Superman?"

After Lestrade untied the rope on Mycroft's body, he heard this man say so. Lestrade cleared his throat and nodded. He is a Superman, and nothing he said could make McCoff doubt his identity. .So Lestrade refused to speak.

Lestrade nodded, his pretending to be deep made Mycroft feel a little funny, and he confirmed the identity of this person even more. After all, tights are not like armor that can protect a person's data. Judging from his height and the very familiar figure of McCoff, this person was the one he was thinking of.

In fact, it was the time when Superman appeared that made Mycroft more confirmed. You must know that this is the Eastern European region, and Superman is usually active in the metropolis of the United States. over him.The most important thing is that although Batman and Superman are teammates, there has never been such a thing as Superman wearing a Batman mask. The superman in front of him is a bit ashamed to see people.

Lestrade held out his hand to Mycroft, who blinked, wanting the man to talk, so he acted like he didn't know anything.

Lestrade was in a hurry, he knew that this person must have done it on purpose, he couldn't understand what he meant by reaching out his hand, this guy still doubted him, so he wanted to force him to speak.

Just open your mouth, so what can you do, Lestrade deliberately lowered his voice, squeezed his voice and said, "Sir, I will send you to a safe place now."

Although the voice has changed a bit, Mycroft believed in his ears. He had heard this voice once before. It was the same voice as Iron Man when the bar exploded, and it should be 80.00% coincident.

However, Mycroft is not in a hurry to expose this Superman, and he will naturally let Lestrade reveal himself when he waits.

"Thank you then, Superman."

Mycroft showed a grateful smile, but Lestrade felt a chill in his heart. He had a feeling of being watched, and he was thinking that it might be an illusion.

There are three ways to take Mycroft away, the princess is holding, carrying or dragging his arm to fly.If Lestrade carries Mycroft behind his back, there will obviously be a big problem in flying. If he flies with his arms, no matter how smart his brain is, he is still a human being. It is easy for Lestrade to take back only two arm.So the best choice is... the princess hug.

Lestrade coughed and said, "Then let's go."

His arm passed under Mycroft's armpit.Then the other hand was placed on the crook of Mycroft's leg, and before McCoff could say anything, Lestrade had already taken off, and Mycroft was rubbing against Lestrade's arms. Liao changed a comfortable posture, which seemed to be more convenient for him to expose Lestrade's face. He had already determined that this person was the Greg Lestrade he knew, because of the heat in his palm, Because of his faint fragrance.

Because the place where McCoff was imprisoned is in the far outskirts of the bar, it will take some time for them to return to a place where there are people. McCoff has already made up his mind. Lestrade would not have thrown him the mask.

Lestrade felt a sense of accomplishment for some reason when he hugged Mycroft. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but McCoff couldn't see it.

For a moment, Lestrade thought that Mycroft was a "baby" who needed to be protected by himself. The most important thing was... Although this person doubted him, he still trusted him, otherwise he would not have told Anthea that if something happened, he would If the person who came to find himself with such words, if he didn't have absolute trust in Mycroft, how could he entrust his life to him? Anthea would need at least half an hour to inform him of this matter. If it was to organize a rescue, McCoff probably lost a little bit of danger.

Lestrade was thinking about whether he could tell this person the secret. Sometimes trust is mutual, isn't it?

At this moment, Mycroft suddenly reached out and grabbed the Batman mask on Lestrade's face. Lestrade was slightly frightened, and his speed also slowed down.

"I know it's you, Greg."

McCoff could feel that Lestrade's arm was stiff, but this man's sense of justice would not allow him to drop McCoff halfway, so McCoff went on to say: "Of course I have a spare It's a plan, but I'm waiting for you to confirm the doubts in my heart."

This person is betting his life. I don't know why Lestrade is a little angry. This person is betting his life just to confirm his identity?

"Are you angry? So... I should say I'm sorry, shouldn't I."

Mycroft lifted off the mask that Lestrade was wearing. Lestrade's beautiful eyes stared at Mycroft. He stopped his flight and just looked at him. Very good. Now McCoff completely knew his identity and confirmed everything.

"Mycroft Holmes, you bastard, you are betting on your own life."

Mycroft raised the corner of his mouth. He held Lestrade's head and looked at the angry Mr. Inspector with a little joy in his heart. Lestrade was like a treasure house, which he needed to dig slowly.

"Mr. Detective, I have asked you before, but you are unwilling to admit anything. I am sorry that I can only use my own way to confirm the doubts in my heart."

Mycroft put a kiss on Lestrade's lips, it was this simple kiss that made Lestrade's ears turn red, "Mycroft, you bastard..."

"Now that we are frank, can I pursue you, Mr. Inspector?"

Lestrade took a deep breath. Even if he was being honest, he didn't want to let McCoff go so easily. He roughly estimated the distance from their current location to the city, and this side also belonged to the suburbs, so Throwing Mycroft here, he can also go back by himself.So Lestrade imitated Holmes and showed a smirk, and then said to Mycroft: "Mr. British Government, you are safe, so my task is completed."

Lestrade quickly fell from the sky to the ground, then threw Mycroft down with a polite smile, and flew away completely.

Mycroft got up from the ground and patted the dust on his body helplessly. He seemed to have pissed off Lestrade. He pressed the tiny signal transmitter hidden on his body and asked his subordinates to come pick him up. .

There is no rush to pursue this kind of thing, but Inspector Lestrade, who has blown his hair, is still very cute.

Mycroft touched his chin and stood there thinking. At the same time, he was thinking whether Lestrade had surpassed his understanding of human beings. He remembered that the ability he analyzed yesterday should be a mutant. How could he become a mutant today... Superman?

"If it's this kind of routine, should I look forward to Batman tomorrow?"

Mycroft was talking to himself.