sherlock holmes brother

sound. She patted Moriarty's forearm affectionately and said, "You don't mind going out with an old lady, do you?" "

It is impossible for Moriarty to refuse such a request. With a little curiosity, Moriarty followed Mrs. Holmes and opened the door of the small living room, and then a familiar voice came out from the hall, "I told you that you don't have to give Mommy brings presents."

Then there was another more familiar exasperation, "Sherlock, that's your family!" Although he lowered his voice, Moriarty would never admit his mistake because of his previous experience.

Before he could react, they had already entered the hall, and after that, Moriarty saw the face of the greatest enemy he had ever considered, "Sherlock Holmes?!"

☆、48 Sherlock VS Wilton

At the same time that Moriarty lost his voice, the two people who were arguing quickly switched positions. Sherlock was half a step behind Watson, and the little military doctor even took out a gun from nowhere, as if If no one stopped him in the next second, he would shoot.

"Is this how you treat guests?" Before Moriarty could say anything, Mrs. Holmes' face sank, "Charlie, I thought you were old enough to be nice to your brother's boyfriend." After finishing speaking She didn't care about the gun being pointed at her, and dragged Moriarty, who was already stiff, to Watson who was holding the gun, "Oh, you must be John, I've heard your name for a long time , come, come with me, I was just talking to my dear Jim about heart problems, I heard that you are a military doctor, maybe you would like to talk about your experience in Afghanistan." She said while gesturing to Watson Putting on his other arm, Watson, who had completely lost his ability to judge the scene in front of him, only felt that his brain had froze, and he subconsciously looked at the detective.

"Don't worry about Xiali, he won't listen to me. This is my home." Mrs. Holmes noticed his behavior. On the surface she pretended to be angry, but in her heart she was very satisfied with Watson's performance.Look at his every move just now, when he encountered a potentially dangerous situation, he subconsciously stood in front of her second son; and after she couldn't figure out what happened, she knew the subconscious dependence on her Little Xiali will always meet the right person.

One of Sherlock's eyebrows was raised high, and his whole face was distorted. Before he could speak, Mrs. Holmes stopped him again, "Hurry up, John, leave things to Charlie That's good, Will will help too, won't he?" She turned her head and smiled slyly at her little son, since most of today's events were caused by him, naturally she couldn't let him watch the joke by himself.

"Yes, Mommy, I will help." Spreading his hands, Watson saw some evil intentions in this elegant university professor for the first time.

Listening to Sherlock when he had no thoughts had penetrated into Watson's soul, so he put away his gun and took Mrs. Holmes' other arm.Mrs. Holmes, who was holding one on the arm, was obviously very happy. She kept talking and was going to take her two sons' boyfriends back to the small living room.Needless to say, Watson, in fact, his brain froze when he saw Mrs. Holmes holding Moriarty affectionately.Moriarty couldn't react at all. His high-speed brain began to reorganize everything he saw, and countless possibilities and guesses began to weave. By the time they returned to the small living room, Moriarty had already begun to think. In fact, his boyfriend adopted him after his real father was killed by the Sherlock Holmes family, and he endured the humiliation and was ready for revenge at any time.

"...Madame," after some hesitation, Moriarty omitted the surname and chose the safest address, "Mr. Holmes...is your...your son?" Forced himself to tell the truth Exit, "So, Wilton..."

"Don't pay too much attention to it. 'Poker' is just a little joke among children. Wilton is my youngest son. Of course, this is still a secret to many people." Mrs. Holmes blinked, with a look of I tell you Don't tell others what it looks like.

"Oh, I'm not, of course I'm not..." The few times in his life, Moriarty felt like he couldn't say anything, what could he say?Thanks to his smart brain, when he quickly understood the meaning of Mrs. Holmes' words, the attributives in front of his boyfriend's name are increasing--Wilton...the youngest son of the Holmes family...damn consulting detective The little brother of the... the third brother of the British government with its hands everywhere... Oh, how could he forget that the British government is now mixed with the detectives of Scotland Yard, it is very good, does he About to sit at a table with the police for dinner? !If the criminal world knew about this, how could he hang around outside with the title of consulting criminals? !Tell him what to say, hello, I can help you consult crime, of course you have to be careful of the Scotland Yard police and the consulting detective Sherlock Holmes... Hey, didn't I say, one of them is the lover of my boyfriend's eldest brother, the other It's my boyfriend's second brother, oh, that's great...

"You don't know that Wilton is a Sherlock Holmes?" Watson asked in surprise after belatedly starting to figure out what happened. Although his mind was not as fast as Moriarty's, it made it easier for him Concentrate on one problem, not thinking wildly, "The reason why Wilton moved to 220 is because of you..." Watson didn't say the following words, he watched Mrs. Holmes swallow "You threatened Sherlock's heart" Let's go on, this is Christmas, although I don't know why Wilton and Moriarty appeared at the same time, but Watson doesn't want to hurt the feelings of an old lady because of himself.

Accurately capturing the subtext of the doctor, Moriarty is angry, and Mrs. Holmes is relieved. A good person who always considers other people's feelings. Only such a person can break through many obstacles and stay with her second son. "Don't be mad at him, my dear Jim, I assure you that Will didn't mean it, you know that Mike and Charlie always have some weird tempers of their own, but my Will has been very good since he was a child, he never Lying, so for my sake, don't be too angry, eh?" She patted Moriarty's forearm reassuringly.

"My Will", "Dear Jim", "Don't be angry"... Countless words are connected together, and the last thing that appears in Watson's mind is Moriarty wearing a tutu and sitting in an armchair sweetly Face - I have a boyfriend and he will take me home.

For a moment, Watson felt that he might not have woken up, because he actually started to think that Moriarty was Wilton's boyfriend? !But once this conjecture is established, some clues that he ignored before are like pearl necklaces, pulled out one by one, and the first to bear the brunt is that damned "Hades"...

Watson felt bad, Moriarty felt even worse, and the time together had been enough for him to realize that Wilton was different to him. They don't intend to give up easily, but that doesn't include being a Sherlock Holmes!Moriarty suddenly felt that someone's previous description of him as "abnormal" was completely unreliable. Just look at his boyfriend, "Wilton Polk", a professor at the University of Barts, his identity is absolutely He could be regarded as a normal person, but which normal person would hang out with someone who wanted his second brother's life?Oh, of course Moriarty can be sure that Wilton is really with him out of heart, no matter what kind of "together" it is.

Thinking of it this way, Moriarty’s anger flared up again, especially the phrase "never lie". Recalling carefully that Wilton never lied when he was with him, whether it was Wilton at the beginning or Later Hades, even the family briefing... yes, of course he didn't lie, he just never said it! ! !

In the small living room, Mrs. Holmes was happily chatting with the boyfriends of her two sons. As for the fact that one of them was smiling, and the other was with a dull face that had not faded, it was ignored. The two brothers also had a "friendly exchange" in the foyer.It was mainly based on Sherlock's unilateral sarcasm, while Wilton still had a gentle face.

"Why don't I know when you are going to take off the coat of 'hypocrites' and become a real criminal?!" Sherlock was really not angry that Wilton might join the criminal class, anyway, he was not so angry High morals, the only thing he's annoyed at is that his brother isn't on his side, "Seems America has lowered your taste, I never knew you admired the Moriarty type When it comes to the name "Moriarty", Sherlock curled his lips in disgust, he wasn't unhappy because Moriarty wanted to dig out his heart, he just remembered the last time the other party entangled his John It's just the hatred of a bomb.

"Don't be so harsh on him, Sherlock," Wilton smiled softly. His favorite thing is to make his second brother angry. Perhaps the bad memories of his family in his previous life made it possible for him Shi always likes to do something to prove that his family cares about him, "My dear, I just like to joke around. Look, last time he was arrested with the doctor, didn't he comfort the doctor?" She just opened her eyes To be nonsense, everyone knows that Watson was implicated by Moriarty, but this cannot be said yet, what can I say, let Sherlock say that he shouldn't let Moriarty see that in fact, he has already put it out? Did you give your heart to a military doctor?

"As your older brother, it's my fault that I didn't fulfill my duty of disciplining you," Sherlock didn't want to say anything. His little brother was never afraid of being analyzed by him, let alone his emotions in front of the other party. Can't hide.Sherlock slowly took his fingers out of the lambskin glove one by one, and then made a fist, "Let me see what consulting criminals has taught you?" Before he finished speaking, he punched Wilton.

Wilton took half a wrong step and swayed away from Sherlock's attack, his mouth was still reluctant, "Anyway, you have never fulfilled your duty of discipline, why, your dear John is not here, so you don't hide the savagery in your bones Already?" He said as he moved his right shoulder slightly, which was the prelude to his counterattack.

Why didn't Sherlock see his little brother's little move, he changed his position before the opponent could make a shot, uppercut, taking advantage of Mommy's absence, this would be the best opportunity.

In fact, it is common for the Sherlock Holmes brothers to fight like this. In fact, everyone knows that Sherlock can't beat Wilton. Enjoy each other.

It's just that when Sherlock punched this time, he was surprised to find that his little brother suddenly stopped in the middle of dodging, as if sending it on purpose, Sherlock's fist "kissed" Wilton's left Chest, the latter let out a muffled grunt.Before Sherlock could say anything, he heard an angry male voice behind him, "Sherlock! I used to think that you were not very sensible, but now it seems that you don't even have the minimum brotherly love. Look at you bullying Wilton What did it look like?!"

Sherlock turned around blankly, and saw another man who he always thought was on his side beating him angrily, and beside that man was his greatest enemy in life, Mycroft.

☆、49 Lestrade's Tragedy

After Lestrade finished yelling, he realized that something was wrong. The usually eloquent detective didn't refute. He just opened his light-colored eyes wide and looked at him expressionlessly. "Sherlock, you can't..." Lestrade sighed and asked habitually, but his voice stopped short, and Sherlock's face suddenly enlarged when he was not paying attention, and the detective was so cold A voice that was almost frozen into ice slammed on the floor one syllable, "Ray! S! Shui! Te! Inspector, please explain why you will appear in my! Home!" Lestrade He has never seen Sherlock like this before, although he always knew that detectives have their own way of observing people, but he didn't expect it to be like this - as if all his disguises were peeled away by those eyes, Chi| Naked|Naked spread out in front of everyone.

"Oh, nice tie clip, I don't think Mycroft mentioned it was a present from Mummy last Christmas," Sherlock paused after almost pasting Lestrade, his face There was still no expression on the face, "The smell of aftershave has changed, it is also Mycroft's favorite brand, your shoes are probably also oiled by someone, and this..." He changed from A rose petal "changed" out of the inspector's pocket, "Pink, Elizabeth's favorite, how could I not know that your relationship is so good that you share the same bed, what's underneath, the same dentist and scale? ’ His voice became malicious.

"Watch your manners, Sherlock," a black umbrella protruded from Lestrait's back, and the tip of the umbrella touched Sherlock's chest weakly.The black umbrella moved forward, obviously without using any force, but Sherlock still retreated along the direction of the umbrella tip until he almost returned to the position just now, "Greg came back with me, it's Christmas, you understand me mean."

Sherlock looked at his elder brother expressionlessly, then looked back at his younger brother, "He knows?" He suddenly said without thinking.

"Mummy testifies, I have always treated you equally." Although Wilton did it on purpose, Sherlock was not serious just now, his face was a little abnormally rosy, and he raised his hands innocently, " You are all my brothers, and, big brother, Inspector, welcome home." It was "Welcome home" not "Welcome to my house", Lestrade, who understood the subtext of the other party, blushed, opened his mouth and said Tried to say something but didn't say anything.

At this moment, a little girl in a pink princess dress ran in and jumped on his back, "Greg, what are you doing standing here?"

Lestrade subconsciously supported the little girl with his hand, "Be careful, my little princess."

"Elizabeth, etiquette." Mycroft shook his head disapprovingly. His Greg was good at everything, except that he spoiled children too much.

"Well, you know your father is right." Lestrade knew it too, and he carefully put the girl down on his back, "What should a little lady do?" He took the girl's hand, Seeing is a habitual action.

"Sherlock, good day, and Uncle Wilton." Elizabeth said in a crisp voice, "Where is grandma, I miss her very much." Look at Lestrade.

"Very good," Lestrade stroked the top of her hair, and Mycroft nodded. "Is Mummy here?" He looked at his two younger brothers who were fighting with swords and asked, God knows why Sherlock acted like a cat. His hair was bristling like an irritated cat, and he didn't even give Mycroft and them a look, "Mummy is in the small living room, but she probably won't welcome your interruption, you can let 'your Greg ' Get in yourself." He accented "your Greg."

"Sherlock..." After so many years, Lestrade is definitely one of the people who understand Sherlock, "I'm not..."

"Mature Sherlock, the detective just fell in love, just like your relationship with John, the eldest brother likes him very much, and Elizabeth also likes him very much," Wilton's sharpness when facing Sherlock alone just now seems to be completely absent , "Don't take it too seriously, Sherlock just cares about you, Inspector." He turned to Lestrade, with a gentle smile rarely seen at home, "And Elizabeth, nice to meet you."

"Just call me Greg, this isn't Scotland Yard," Lestrade waved his hand, "If I hadn't known you, maybe I would have thought Sherlock was the youngest." Without Wilton's gentleness As a foil, maybe Lestrade would want to explain it to Sherlock. After all, regarding the detective's hostility towards his boyfriend, [-] out of [-] his behavior would be regarded as some kind of "betrayal".Especially based on his past experience, what is more difficult to deal with than a teenager is a rebellious teenager with a full-blown rebellious psychology.But compared with Wilton, who was younger than him, Sherlock's unhappiness was more unreasonable.

What's more, when he glanced at the little girl who was full of expectations, and then at his boyfriend who was always confident, Lestrade's temper also came up. Anyway, it was a matter between the Holmes brothers, and he didn't need to get involved. close in. "Gentlemen, please allow us to leave." Whoever said that the inspector is always good-tempered, Lestrade, who turned around and walked with Elizabeth, showed what it means to be "good old men have tempers", but not I know if he will regret his choice to leave when he takes the little girl to see Sherlock and Wilton's boyfriend.

"Tell me, what happened?" Without even intending to change places, Mycroft put his umbrella on the ground, briefly changed his center of gravity and put himself in a comfortable standing posture, "Sherlock, you It's not seven or 12, don't lose your temper with your brother." After speaking, he tensed his muscles slightly, habitually waiting for his brother's counterattack.

Unexpectedly, Sherlock first tightened his jaw, and then just when he thought the expected irony was about to come, he said nothing, "Mycroft, your biggest shortcoming is that you are too confident," As if he had mastered some secrets that no one else knew, "Don't think that those probes of yours can tell you everything, the one you trust the most may be the one you are most likely to be betrayed." He raised his chin slightly, as if he had discovered Copernicus who truth is not understood.

"Oh, so what do you know that I don't? Tell me." Mycroft didn't seem to care. In fact, he had already started to quickly take stock of his recent encounters.He knew Sherlock, and although the younger brother was always capricious, he never talked nonsense.

"Hmph." Sherlock cracked the corner of his mouth maliciously. Mycroft knew him, and he knew Wilton as well. Since his little brother said it was "equal treatment", then about Moriarty, Mycroft Probably don't know either.As long as the thought that this big devil who wants to control everything is about to stumble on his most loyal assistant, Sherlock feels happy, and this kind of happiness even overwhelms the "betrayal" to Wilton and Lestrade. " dissatisfaction.

Seeing Sherlock go upstairs so neatly, Mycroft felt something was wrong.Of course, his "intuition" is usually called "deduction" by Sherlock, but Mycroft has never been impatient to spend time collecting evidence, so this has become a point of contradiction between them-who is most convinced? Howe wouldn't be too happy if another person's things were discarded, not to mention that even if Sherlock didn't want to admit it, Mycroft was indeed more talented in "observation", not to mention the subsequent layout.

"The doctor came back with Sherlock?" Knowing that Sherlock finally fell in love was not difficult for Mycroft, he focused on his little brother, "You came back alone? Where's your boyfriend?"

"He was with Mummy and Watson," it was absolutely true, "I liked him a lot." Some things had to be said up front, and Wilton was confident that, before anything else and his family, his eldest brother In the end, you choose your family.

After a pause, Mycroft became even more curious about the person who fell in love with Wilton. This kind of declaration-like expression has fully demonstrated the seriousness of his little brother.Apart from his family, this was the first person who walked into Wilton's heart.Of course, he also secretly saved the opportunity to investigate that person's heart. Since his little brother really cared, he would do his best to ensure that the other party would not make Wilton sad.

With such an interruption, Mycroft put aside the entanglements he had just had because of Sherlock. On the one hand, he knew that Sherlock had a sense of proportion. This was Christmas after all; on the other hand, it was also due to his absolute confidence in himself. , even if he did ignore something, he didn't think it would have much consequence.

In a sense, Mycroft was not wrong. The fact that Moriarty might be his future sister-in-law would not actually cause him any actual harm, but it would not be so in terms of family stability. Now, his Greg, and Sherlock's John, are not very talkative people, maybe it's just in this house, once they leave, they will be the relationship between the hunt and the hunted, the hunter and the prey.And can the three brothers really not interfere at all, allowing their boyfriends to fight with each other and even lose their lives?

The answer is obviously impossible, even if he and Wilton don't intervene, what about Sherlock?Mycroft knew that the doctor was Sherlock's heart, and it was fine before he realized it. After the ownership was confirmed, any behavior that might harm the military doctor would be regarded as a challenge to Sherlock's rights.Hurting a high-intelligence, self-proclaimed high-functioning sociopath is one of the things that matters most, and there's no reason Sherlock should give up protection.

"I thought you would bring 'Miss Mary' back," Mycroft said slowly as he directed the servants to send the luggage in the hall to each room with a black umbrella, and he followed Wilton upstairs. Worried about Lestrade and Elizabeth, this is his own home, besides, it's just his mother, the military doctor, and another man he doesn't know.

"Originally there was a 'Miss Mary'." Wilton thought it was interesting to mention this, his emotions were not restrained at all in front of his elder brother, especially when he thought that the earliest oolong between him and Moriarty was because of Sherlock When he said that he was "going to propose to his fiancée", he felt that he had his own destiny, "Sherlock also knew it, and I almost proposed." No, Moriarty used to be in front of the twins. The identity of his fiancée appeared before. If Sherlock hadn't used him as an excuse at that time, he would not have been invited by Professor Fitzwilliam to "bring his fiancée to attend", at least he would not have contacted Mo Mo again in such a short period of time. Riarty, it can be said that Sherlock gave them the best chance, which led to everything today.

Mycroft stopped in the corridor on the second floor, looking thoughtfully at his always well-behaved little brother, "Is there anything I need to know?" He thought he had found what Sherlock had just provoked , whatever it was, had something to do with his little brother.

"Everything is fine, he won't be a threat." The answer was exactly the same as when they first met, but this time Mycroft didn't feel at ease. He suddenly wondered if he trusted Wilton too much , first the unknown "Miss Mary", then the man from Eros Palace, and now there is a boyfriend, Sherlock's anger seems understandable at this moment, compared with Wilton, His life is almost transparent.

"I hope you know what you're doing," said Mycroft at last, after staring at Wilton for a while.Don't cry over the spilled milk, since the fact has already happened, it's better to express that you don't care about it than to regret it. After that... of course it's a late remedy, brother or something, no matter which one it is, it's better to be careful.

The corners of Wilton's lips were raised, showing a smile that belonged to Holmes. He understood the subtext of his elder brother, but he was confident that the other party would not think so after seeing his boyfriend. Use everything available, London The resources in the hands of the professor are enough to make Mycroft ignore his identity, of course, the prerequisite is that Wilton has the ability to control the boyfriend who is not out of line.

Upstairs, the three brothers of the Sherlock Holmes family returned to their own rooms with their own thoughts. Although each had different reasons, they all decided to spend time in their own rooms before dinner.Mycroft still has some things to deal with. Wilton always likes to do things by himself in his room, but Sherlock...has made up his mind that he will never make trouble for himself unless necessary. He somehow understands that Riarty's character, once he finds that some of his actions will make him unhappy, then he will definitely carry it out to the end.As for Mycroft's arrogance, Sherlock's rare gloat, thinking that only he is surprised is enough, he should have shown the British government a long time ago, Wilton has never been a docile sheep, and has always been his " Well-behaved" simply because they "wanted" him to live that way.

But now, someone made Wilton see another possibility. Just as the second brother, Sherlock even thanked Moriarty, because he let his little brother finally start to live for himself.But on the other hand, Sherlock also didn't trust Moriarty at all, the counseling criminal who claimed to dig out his heart, he didn't believe that such a person would have any sincerity.

Maybe he should ask John to introduce a few comrades in arms to his younger brother. Military doctor is indeed a good profession, and they must have a lot in common.In the final analysis, Sherlock is just protecting his family and despising his "sister-in-law". And fighting, they were together for a long time and never got along well.

Unlike the three Holmes brothers who lived independently, the small living room downstairs was "harmonious". Mrs. Holmes sat on the couch in the middle, Lestrade and Watson sat opposite each other, and Moriarty was sitting in front of Mrs. Holmes. Next to him, on his lap was Elizabeth in a pink princess dress.

"Grandma!" In fact, the little princess jumped directly at Mrs. Holmes when she first entered the door. Because of the angle, Lestrait didn't see the face of the man in the suit with his back turned to him, but she rushed towards the doctor. He knew his identity when he was sitting firmly opposite that person - Wilton's boyfriend.

Thinking of this, Lestrade also felt very curious. As a rare "normal person" in the Holmes family, Wilton's boyfriend must have been shocked after meeting Sherlock. He recalled that he had just met the consulting detective The inspector, who had been analyzed from the inside to the outside at the first meeting, suddenly felt a sense of sympathy. "Grandma, this is Greg." Before he could think clearly, Mrs. Holmes had stood up and smiled a little cautiously. Lestrade did not back down. "Mrs. Holmes, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Oh, Greg, I'd rather hear you call me Mummy." Mrs. Holmes's voice was still so high-spirited, and Moriarty, who was getting more and more used to the situation, simply made her like it very much, especially in the application of language. , How long has it been since she met such a child who is good at talking, oh, of course, this is not to say that she doesn't like Sherlock's boyfriend, although he is not good at words, but for God's sake, this is a good thing for Sherlock Just right, she is a mother, and a mother always puts the needs of her children first.

He blushed completely again, Lestrade thought that if his boyfriend was out of breath after "busy" one night, he would push the same-sex marriage bill, and they would be a family sooner or later. "Merry Christmas." He responded awkwardly to Mrs. Holmes' warm embrace.

"Are you Sherlock's boyfriend?" Elizabeth, who has been to 221B several times before, ran between Watson and Moriarty while Mrs. Holmes was talking to Lestrade. "I saw you last time." You were Sherlock's assistant when I was there, so I knew you would be together." She waved her arms vigorously like a little adult, "Sherlock is my ally, you can't bully him, I will watch you Yes." The white|tender|tender little hand clenched into a fist and waved it in a demonstrative manner, the eyes that he thought he was staring fiercely looked indescribably cute, Watson felt that his heart was soft in a mess, well, see you now After arriving in Moriarty, he thought that there was no normal person in the Holmes family. He was wrong. Looking at the only Holmes in the next generation, she was like a little angel.

"Heh", Moriarty let out a chuckle. From the slightly exaggerated behavior of the little girl, he could see that it was a kind of temptation, so the detective doctor would think that it was just a child. Comparable to the surname Holmes? !

"Auntie!" This chuckle caught the attention of the little princess. She tilted her head and looked at Moriarty for a long time, and finally yelled happily, and then threw her arms open.

Watson felt his heart was about to jump out, and he could swear by his dead mother that at a certain moment he saw the murderous intent in the eyes of the consulting criminal.However, Moriarty still reached out and hugged Elizabeth. Although this child was not very cute, she was Wilton's niece after all.

Elizabeth, who was caught, kissed generously on the cheek, and then she leaned close to Moriarty's ear and whispered, "I didn't like you at first, because you don't smile at all. Looks good. But even though you smiled fakely just now, you still treated me like a gentleman. Sherlock said that it was because you had scruples. You must like Uncle Wilton very much, so I decided to like you too. "So Watson, who thought the little girl was just innocent and cute, is really innocent and cute. Holmes seem to have learned to pretend and test since they were born.

Moriarty laughed again, and this time he smiled sincerely. He retracted his previous judgment. He liked the little girl, and Elizabeth was very interesting. "You can call me Jim, Your Royal Highness." After speaking, he exaggeratedly hugged the girl like a jazz who entered the palace for the first time in the nineteenth century.

"Aunt Jim!" Probably the Sherlock Holmes family has an aggressive nature. The little girl simply acted like a baby after realizing the connivance of the other party. Watson almost looked at the biggest boss of the criminal class in London with a seven-year-old girl. Laugh like a fool.

"Look at my memory," the play between the two caught the attention of Mrs. Holmes, she smiled softly, "Greg, let me introduce you, John, Sherlock's boyfriend, but I think you probably already know him Now." Lestrade was still a little embarrassed, he did know the doctor, but it was not in an atmosphere similar to "recognition of relatives". "This is Jim, Jim Moriarty, Wilton's boyfriend." The man sitting with his back to him turned his face and greeted casually. Lestrade felt that he must be in In a nightmare, how many midnight dreams come back to the man he hated so much that he gritted his teeth and appeared in front of his eyes carelessly, while another hostage who was once kidnapped by him was sitting opposite him.

As if she thought he wasn't stimulated enough, Elizabeth kissed Moriarty loudly on the cheek again, "Greg, I like Aunt Jim, and you like him too, okay?" Looking into the girl's bright eyes, Les For the first time Drett felt what Mycroft felt for Sherlock - the nerves in his teeth ached.

☆、50·Mycroft the Tragedy

"What the hell is going on?" Lestrade, who was completely unable to react, asked Watson beside him in a low voice.