[Comprehensive British and American] The owner is not good

When everyone packed up and stood in front of Dana, the latter was still lying on the chair, his brows were tightly closed, and his expression was not relaxed.

Because it was not the first time to go and there were clothes in the mansion, Tom didn't pack too much. There was only a small bag under his feet, which contained some Severus' toys and miscellaneous things.

"That little thing has enough toys, and he doesn't play much." Seeing the toys in the package, Dana frowned.

"There are none of these in the old house." Tom Riddle replied confidently.

It was the first time for the black-haired baby to visit Sherlock Holmes's old house, and naturally there were no his things in the house. Although the former didn't touch toys much, the silly brother thought it would be better to bring some.

"Tsk, how poor do you think the Holmes family is!" He mocked lightly, but Dana didn't do anything out of the ordinary, such as asking the other party to take down the toy.

Since it was sincere, there was no need for him to stop it. If the apprentice didn't like it, he might be scolded behind his back.

Tom Riddle was silent.

Dana picked up the azure blue teapot with gilt and silver painting next to him, poured water into the teacup, and looked at the man in the suit next to the boy. The latter held a black bag the size of a person's arms. Judging from the ease of the other party, he probably didn't have anything in it.

"What about you?" After all, he was really curious about what was in that bag.

Hannibal has many secrets.Dana knew it, Tom knew it, even the Holmes brothers knew it.

For example, the latter was rescued and came back alone, but he always wore all kinds of high-end suits, watches, and even some expensive collectibles. "It's just some books." Hannibal replied.

No, this man started to fool him as usual again.

Dana glanced at the black bag in the opponent's hand. The shadowy traces on the bag showed that it was indeed a book-like thing, so he lost interest and just reminded him as usual: "This time it will probably be Christmas. I will come back later, although the traffic in the old house is good, but there are some troubles after all, are you sure you don't want to bring more clothes?"

It takes 4 hours to drive back and forth from Sherlock Holmes' old house to the nearest shopping mall, not to mention going shopping and trying on clothes.

So Dana's reminder is not unreasonable.

Hannibal just shook his head, and when he looked at the shopkeeper, his gray-brown eyes were rarely smiling.

Dana Lawrence: "..." Well, if you are willing to go all the way to buy clothes, he will not stop you.

He stood up from the chair, picked up the teacup on the table and drank it in one gulp, and then strode out the door without bypassing the two people standing in the middle.

"What are you doing in a daze, keep up!" Seeing Tom who was still staring blankly at him, the man walked lazily ahead with his pockets in his pockets, paused for a while, and said.

Upon hearing this, Tom Riddle reflexively followed behind the latter, and Hannibal, who was already a little surprised, became even more incredulous.

Of course, in order to prevent wearing small shoes afterwards, Hannibal also followed the boy with the black bag in his hand and walked towards the store.

7pm that night.

It was the same black car, except the location was different.

The old Sherlock Holmes house is located in front of the mountain, and the whole mountain is the backyard, including forests, lakes, and various other natural resources, and of course there are some precious wild animals, elk, brown bear, and wild wolf, although they are not easy to see at a glance To, but there are still some looking carefully.

The car drove along the road, and there were tall street trees on both sides. Because it was already late autumn, the leaves had all fallen, and the golden yellow leaves were scattered on the road, and the car made a creaking sound when it was pressed on. In the middle of the courtyard was a marble fountain. , the crystal clear water drops are more dazzling in the sun.Mrs. Holmes wore the most popular dress in London's high society, and stood beside her two sons, Sherlock and Mycroft.

"aunt!"

As soon as he opened the car door, Dana was greeted with a passionate hug. He bent down helplessly and hugged her back.

"Oh, dear, I didn't expect you to come back so soon!" Mrs. Holmes smiled, obviously very happy that her nephew returned to the old house so soon. Every elder always hopes to stay with the children during the festival Son, she is no exception.

"One day is enough to deal with all the things." After the man kissed the other party naturally, he turned his head and introduced: "Hannibal Lecter, the new long-term worker in the store."

"My aunt, Mary Holmes!"

"Nice to meet you, sir!" Mrs. Holmes is indeed a capable person who has stood in the London social circle for many years. Facing such a sudden acceptance, she calmly resolved the embarrassment.

Hannibal also did whatever he wanted, elegantly raised the other's hand to his mouth, and left a light kiss: "You are beautiful, my esteemed lady."

Dana blinked, and didn't understand how the relationship between the two became like this. The only thing that was clearer was that her aunt seemed very happy.

Mrs. Holmes smiled and did not speak. Instead, the two men behind her looked at Hannibal as if they were looking at a hentai, especially Sherlock, whose gloomy face could drip water coming.

Dana thought for a while, and it seemed that his apprentice really wanted to see this lady, so he moved aside automatically, revealing the excited black-haired boy behind him.

"Lady Mary!"

Facts have proved that Tom Riddle is worthy of being the number one fan of Mrs. Holmes. When he saw the latter's eyes falling on him, his expression immediately became more than ten blocks of excitement.

Mary Holmes was stunned for a moment, then chuckled lightly, stepped forward and touched the black-haired boy's head: "So it's little Tom, I didn't expect to grow so big."

The black-haired boy narrowed his eyes comfortably, and rubbed the opponent's hand coquettishly like a docile little animal.

Is this really his dead apprentice who threw the quilt at the slightest disagreement?

Seeing this scene, the corner of the man's mouth twitched, wondering if there was something wrong with him.

Mycroft watched everything present, with a black umbrella in his hand, and his suit and leather shoes combed behind his head. He looked at the sky, calculated the time, and said to everyone: "It's time for dinner, and Abel is already at the table. Waiting for us."

After speaking, he took the lead to walk into the mansion.

Dana and Sherlock looked at each other, exchanged an understanding look, and then followed in the footsteps of the former.Hannibal naturally followed Dana, holding a black suitcase in his hand.

When passing through the gate on the way, hand it over to the male servant who has been waiting for a long time, and he will put the luggage in the guest room.

Tom Riddle finished talking with Mrs. Holmes, and handed the salute to the same servant at the last second, and then followed in Hannibal's footsteps.

20 minute later.

The restaurant is located on the left side of the house, separated by a few corridors. When the door with stained glass windows is pushed open, a long table that can accommodate almost 30 people dining at the same time comes into view.

A huge portrait with bright colors is placed in the center of the wall, and below are several lush potted plants.A vase worth a thousand dollars bought from the fleet of ocean voyages is placed in the center of the long table, and the white roses in it seem to still be covered with morning dew.

The gray-haired old butler was standing beside the long table in a tuxedo, and the maids respectfully held silver plates and put the dishes in their hands on the table one by one.

"Master Dana, Young Master Tom!" Abel nodded slightly to the two, and then signaled the maids to speed up the serving of food.

"Where is Sif?" Dana asked impatiently, he hadn't seen his son for almost a day.

"Little Master Lawrence is staying with Mr. Watson, and Misha has already gone over to help them call them over for dinner." The old butler asked everyone to sit on the chairs, while answering Dana's doubts intimately.

First of all, Mrs. Holmes sat in the first place without any controversy.

Afterwards, Mycroft, Dana Lawrence, Sherlock, Hannibal, Tom Riddle, etc. did their respective actions in an alternating manner. Of course, because there was an extra seat next to Sherlock, Hannibal sat next to Dana.

"Well, I hope the doctor can speed up." Hearing what the old housekeeper said, Dana felt relieved, and was even in the mood to make a small joke.

"Mr. Lawrence?"

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will arrive.

Before the man finished speaking, a suspicious voice came from behind him.

Everyone turned their heads and saw an honest brown-haired man standing at the door holding a white and tender black-haired baby. His clear blue eyes were full of doubts. In front of him was a maid wearing a maid's uniform, who pushed him away respectfully. door, and stepped aside.

"Doctor!" Sherlock also noticed the man at the door, and shouted in a calm voice.

Watson carefully carried the baby across the door, heard Sherlock's words, and happily replied: "Hi, Sherlock, this little guy is so cute."

Then..., and then Sherlock's face darkened.

"what!"

Severus didn't know if it was the reason why he hadn't seen his father all day, he was very enthusiastic, even lazy to glance at him usually, but today he rarely reached out for the baby.

When Dana saw it, his mood immediately improved a lot, and he took his son from Watson's arms, "Sure enough, it's better to have a son, I haven't seen you miss your father so much for so long!"

"Puff!" The black-haired baby seemed to understand, and started asking and answering.

"Severus probably hasn't had dinner yet!"

"Yes, ma'am, he doesn't seem to be hungry yet." Speaking of this, Watson also had a headache. The child's appetite is not small, and he is quite well-behaved. The only shortcoming is that he doesn't like to eat at meal times.

For this reason, he also suffered a lot today.