[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

Five-year-old Richard is an out-and-out curious baby. His favorite question is: "Where did I come from?"

"Father, where did I come from?" The little boy with a messy short hair and big black eyes opened his eyes and asked curiously, lying on Mr. Holmes' chest.Mr. Holmes is a consulting detective, thirty-five years old, a happy family, a successful career, and one of the best model husbands in Baker Street-a title that is self-styled.In the whole family, Little Richard likes to pester him the most, not only because he is the person he can contact the longest in a day, but also because Richard especially likes to see the expression on his face that doesn't want to answer questions but can't answer. If you don't answer, you wish the whole world would shut up, but you have to say a long series of words because of this.

—Well, that might seem a little bad for a five-year-old boy, but...the whole family loves it.

As expected, his dear father showed that familiar expression of forbearance, and after a quarter of a second pause, he said, "Richard, I remember the same question..."

"You've said it already, but I still want to hear it, Dad!" said little Richard coquettishly, "I won't be pestering you with stories tonight if you'll explain it to me."

Although he knew that even if Little Richard's request was now met, this cunning little bastard would still pester him with stories at night, Mr. Holmes compromised, probably because he overheard Little Richard asking his husband the same question last night. problem's sake.After collecting his thoughts, Mr. Holmes cleared his throat and said, "Well, the story goes like this. One day five years ago, for the love and peace of the world, the great consulting detective Sherlock Holmes went to track down a murderer , and caught him in an abandoned warehouse. However, after capturing the murderer, he suddenly heard a cry of a baby from above his head, so he walked up to the attic and saw a swaddling baby lying on the floor... ...'Oh, for God's sake!' said he, 'this boy belongs to our family!' So he took him home, and called him Richard ... and there you are, little rascal."

—In fact, Mr. Holmes picked up the swaddle at the door of his house.At that time Mr. Holmes almost went berserk.He rushed into Mr. Moriarty's office angrily with the child in his arms, roaring so loudly that he could even hear it on the next floor: "Jim Moriarty—!!! You should give me an explanation! !!"

Mr. Moriarty was baffled: "What explanation?"

"This child!!!" Mr. Holmes yelled, grabbing the baby by the arm and lifting him up. "This face!!! It's exactly like yours!!! Don't you think..."

His voice stopped abruptly, because he suddenly saw a heart-shaped birthmark on the baby's ass... exactly the same as the one on his own...

Mr. Moriarty raised his chin slightly and looked at him coldly: "What do you think? Huh?"

Mr. Holmes calmly wrapped the child back in its swaddling clothes, and showed a bright smile: "Sweetheart, I just think it's a bit too unexpected...you know I'm not ready for another child in the family...it's really too much What a surprise! Look at him, just like Jeanne, who perfectly combines the best of both of us!... What do you think of calling him John?"

Mr. Moriarty raised the corners of his lips coldly: "Get out of the way."

Mr. Holmes rolled back home disheartenedly with the child in his arms, and has since become a nursing father for no reason...

Little Richard had a half-understanding expression on his face, and innocently blinked his big eyes: "But, that's not what Daddy said yesterday!"

Mr. Holmes thought that the drama was coming, straightened his back, and said calmly: "Then what did he say?"

"Daddy said I was a test-tube baby," Little Richard said, "He said you stole his sperm and went to the lab to create me at a high price in order to bind his life and force- Forcing him to marry you—"

"It's obviously a lie!" Mr. Holmes exclaimed. "A lie! A pure lie! Your father loves me far more than I love him! It was he who chased me in the first place and deliberately appeared in my life. Forcing me to accept him - if you want to say who is most likely to steal sperm, he is the most suspected! I also suspect that this matter is his..."

"Daddy!" cried little Richard cheerfully, getting off Mr. Holmes' lap and running to the door. "Daddy! Daddy is talking ill of you!"

"..." Mr. Holmes turned his head stiffly, and saw his dear husband standing at the door with a half-smile, loosening his tie and slowly rolling up his sleeves...

"Honey, I can explain..."

"Baby, go find your Grandma Hudson." Mr. Moriarty kissed Little Richard on the cheek, and walked towards Mr. Holmes, "I have something to talk to your father..."

Little Richard watched in a daze as one of his fathers carried the other into the bedroom, followed by cries of pain and muffled hums. Five minutes later, some sounds that were not suitable for children came out.Little Richard sensiblely plugged his fingers in his ears, and hurried downstairs—he couldn't disturb his fathers making him a new brother.

—That's what Mrs. Hudson said.

"What - what jerk?" Mrs. Hudson said with shock in every crease of her face, "My God, Sherlock would say such things! How irresponsible... oh dear , of course you are the biological child of your fathers, look how much you look like them! Eyes... nose... There is no doubt that you were born by your father!"

"Mr. Holmes, or Mr. Moriarty?"

"Well... I guess it might be Mr. Moriarty," said Mrs. Hudson vaguely, "but it could also be Mr. Holmes... Oh, God, I've never been able to figure out their relationship, having lived here for so many years, The only thing I figured out was that they loved calling each other Richard...that's probably where your name came from, baby."

Little Richard: "...you seem to be digressing, Granny Hudson. Also, how can men have children? They don't have wombs!"

Mrs. Hudson had to lean on the edge of the table and gasped: "...Oh, God, what else did they teach you... No! I don't know this, this is the field of science, maybe you should ask your Aunt Jasmine .”

——Ms. Hudson really doesn't know. She heard Mr. Holmes and Mr. Moriarty quarreled countless times over the past five years, but every time the result of the quarrel was rolled onto the bed sheet... the carpet... the sofa... On... well, in fact, she also really wants to understand this question.

Little Richard remembered the question well: "Aunt Molly! Where did I come from?"

Jasmine Amber hugged a basin of human organs and shrugged her shoulders with difficulty: "I don't know."

"Grandma Hudson said I was born by one of my dads," said Little Richard, "but my dad said I was born in a lab."

"Oh, I don't know which one of them really gave birth to you, but I definitely wasn't the one who delivered you." Jasmine sighed and shook her head, "Your origin is just like Jeanne, it's an unsolved mystery." puzzle."

"Sister, sister! Where did I come from?"

The slender and handsome girl hugged the helmet, thought about it seriously, and said with the electronic voice of the tablet machine: [Maybe it was created by experiments while I was sleepwalking, I don't know. ]

——In fact, Jeanna has always wanted a younger brother, and this obsession has been followed almost from her previous life to the present—maybe not in her previous life, but just a kind of soul projection—but how should I say it?In a dream, she became the daughter of the person she admired and loved, was brought up by his lover, and finally obtained the British throne as a French princess.Princess Rangna's most resentful thing in her previous life was not being able to have a younger brother. Anyone's son is good, so she must have an heir!In order not to let her hard work be taken away by her sister's descendants in the end, she had to work hard to give birth to a child. I really don't want to recall that painful experience...

But she thinks that Little Richard may be a product of magic, just like she may have crossed the barrier between dreams and reality and participated in that period of history because she picked up a branch. What went wrong?

——five answers, three of which mentioned experiments. Little Richard counted with his fingers, and he always felt as if he knew something important~ He called Mr. Moriarty's right-hand man, Mo Mr. Lan: "Uncle Moran, Uncle Moran! Where do I come from?"

Mr. Moran was busy doing justice for the country, and while staring at the scope, he freed his hand to answer the phone: "Hi, baby, of course you are from heaven, you are a little angel sent by God."

"But Mrs. Hudson said who was supposed to have born me," said little Richard.

"Oh, everyone is born, but you are a little angel, baby." Mr. Moran shot through the head of the target person neatly, and started to call it a day in a good mood, "I still remember when May—Yes, although the boss insists that your birthday is December [-]th, you showed up in May. Before that, the boss was not quite right for a few weeks, inexplicably anemic, and often Dizziness, lack of energy... We thought it was him who needed to fix some parts. One morning he walked by me, 'hi Sebastian', I almost didn't recognize that was my boss, omg he He floated past me with his feet off the ground like a ghost... If I hadn't seen the shadow, I would have thought he was dead."

"I can do this too!" Little Richard said excitedly, "Daddy said it was a magic riot!"

"Well - violent - whatever riot he is, anyway, he will be fine after you come." Mr. Moran said, "Later we found out that he smashed the ring that Sherlock gave and embedded it in a resurrection ring." I gave it to Irene on the Easter egg—yes, it’s your Aunt Irene—then Sherlock smashed his own ring in a fit of anger—and couldn’t get out of bed for two months—baby, don’t Say I said it, your father wants to save face, if he finds out, it's time to reason with me again."

Little Richard nodded half-understanding.

Mr. Moran raised his hand and killed another fish that slipped through the net. While packing up his things, he made a summary: "—so, I think you should be a test-tube baby made by Sherlock who stole the sperm of the boss in order to force marriage, and you really Irene's mother may be Irene... Shhh, don't say I said it! BOSS will definitely deduct all my salary!"

Little Richard hung up the phone, and gleefully threw himself at Mr. Moriarty who was in the video conference: "Daddy! Uncle Moran said I was born by Aunt Irene!"

The bosses in front of the camera: "..." Seems like they know something important? ?

Mr. Moriarty snapped down the lid of his laptop, and made a call with a dark face.

"Sebastian Moran!!!"

After succeeding in playing tricks, Little Richard happily looked for his next target: "Aunt Irene, the smartest and most beautiful in the world! Where did I come from?"

Irene flicked a whip, and laughed softly and charmingly: "I gave birth."

Little Richard: "..." He hung up the phone with a snap.

Maybe he should ask Mycroft and Lestrade?

"I can only tell you that no one has filed a missing baby case in the past five years, and Sherlock took a paternity test on the first day you arrived... So, there is no doubt that you are their biological." Mycroft sipped his coffee slowly, with a very elegant posture, "Although I can't be sure if this is a product of science or magic..."

"Mike, put your feet up."

"... It is necessary to maintain a good thirst for knowledge. I also asked your fathers about this..."

"Mike, legs."

"...After all, it is likely to involve a major breakthrough in some scientific field..."

"Mike, move your ass."

"..." Mycroft put down his glass, walked to the window silently, and stared at the sky speechlessly.

While mopping the floor, Lestrade waved his hand to the camera: "Don't pay attention to him, Richard, he always wanted to have a child... but Moriarty said that it is theoretically impossible, because you owe him Mycroft owes nothing."

"O...debt?"

"Well, anyway, it's the Deathly Hallows, Voldemort, Harry Potter, etc. Sherlock likes to tell stories that have been changed into a mess." Lestrade shrugged and said casually.

Little Richard was thoughtful, and ended the video call.He sat on his exclusive high chair, checked the information for an afternoon, and some thoughts began to come out, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

He decided to ask his fathers.

"My dear fathers," Little Richard put down his knife and fork, wiped his little mouth, and looked at Mr. Moriarty and Mr. Holmes with a serious expression, "I have a question for you. Even though I know you guys might have hard-to-tell reasons, this is my whole life, and I think I have every right to know the truth—so, where the hell did I come from?"

Mr. Moriarty didn't say anything, just poked his finger under the tablecloth, paused for a couple of seconds before pulling his hand away, Shi Shi ran back to the bedroom.

With two blushes floating on his cheekbones, Mr. Holmes said solemnly: "Of course it's our child, baby! It's all because I love your daddy so much. In order to prevent him from changing his mind, I have to use you, Aunt Irene. Some tricks, stole his sperm, and you were born into this world with the help of your Aunt Molly, Uncle Moran, and your sister, but you know, Mrs. Hudson is an antique, she doesn't quite understand the two How does a man make offspring, so we kept telling her that you appeared thanks to magic..."

"..." Little Richard said quietly, "You also left out Mycroft and Uncle Greg."

Mr. Holmes: "... Well, Richard, it seems I have to tell you the truth. Actually... you should call me mother."

Little Richard: "..."

Mr. Holmes bared his white teeth and smiled broadly.

——Believe in you, there are ghosts! ! !

—In short, little Richard has never asked that question since.

But he has become a die-hard fan of "Harry Potter", and what he loves most is throwing knives at the face of the boy with glasses every day.

The author has something to say: [Crazy smile] The second episode is extra hot~ Explain the origin of Little Richard. 23333 The next chapter is a non-responsible extra. It is a meme that I wanted to write a long time ago hhhhhhh It will be released tomorrow and the day after tomorrow~

Thanks to Heiye for mine! ! ! =3=It’s a great surprise to receive Thunder Throwing outside the episode! ! !Give you a dizzy catnip-flavored kiss~=3=The taste is a bit like salted plums wrapped in tea~mua! ~

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