sherlock holmes brother

It had been long enough for Moriarty not to suspect the network of Mycroft, Wilton, and the man behind the scenes, but I'm afraid none of them would have guessed that their destination would be the East.Yes, this is Moriarty's next plan. Only by jumping out of the chess game can he better see who is behind the hand. He is a professor in London, and he will always know.

☆、60·We need your help (catch bugs)

Compared with Moriarty and Sherlock's clear goals, Wilton's meeting with the new manager in London seemed a little calm.Came to the White Queen Hotel again in a few months. No one but him knew that Mycroft had eaten it during the fall of the King of Hearts. At this time, it was completely the property of the Sherlock Holmes family. .

"Mr. Charon, Colonel." It was Charon who came in first, and their appearance was no secret to Jonas and Dittmar, and they simply nodded their heads as a greeting. "The master is already waiting." Charon's voice was a little low, and his meaning was also obvious. Meet Hades?Okay, gotta go to his place.

Dietmar's jawline tightened, and Jonas quickly said, "Of course, we wanted to see His Majesty Pluto, please lead the way." Charon nodded indifferently, and led them towards the elevator.Behind Moran, Dittmar uttered a very soft sentence when he passed by the colonel he had seen last time, "Traitor." Moran frowned behind him, from any angle he could not be With this title, he thinks he has no contact with this person, and he doesn't know where the other party's hostility comes from.But he just let it go after thinking about it for a while. He has only two bosses from the past to now, and no matter how they look at it, these two people will not have a relationship with Dittmara.

"Your Majesty Pluto." Charon pushed open the door of a certain suite, but Jonas and Dittmar didn't pay attention to the door number. Such an extremely random meeting place would not have the slightest meaning.

"Welcome." The white undecorated mask completely covered Wilton's entire face. I don't know what he did to his voice. At this time, his low voice was full of hoarseness. , but it sounds like a different kind of temptation.

Jonas made a salute, and everyone in the underground world knew that Pluto had a perverted strictness on etiquette, but Dittmar didn't move, his blue eyes profusely protruded from Wilton's hair to his feet. shoes, the chin is raised slightly, looking more like a provocation.

"Sorry, my brother is not very comfortable today." Jonas tugged on his brother's coat, and then Dittma slightly bent his upper body as a greeting.The lips behind Wilton's mask curled up silently. These two people are very interesting.

"Father." As soon as they sat down with the guests and the host, a boy less than ten years old walked out of the bedroom. He also wore a white mask on his face, but that only covered half of his face. Wearing a small handmade suit, you can still see obvious traces of imitation and restraint in every move.

"My son, Eros." It is reasonable to say that children are rarely pulled into the underground world like this before they reach adulthood, but Wilton doesn't care much. On the one hand, Augustine has not yet been included in his family, and on the other hand On the one hand, even if he becomes a real family member in the future, Augustine has no choice because of his status as the son of a professor and Hades.

Jonas' face became a little strange. It was no secret among them that the most famous "men's paradise" in London, the Eros Palace that once belonged to the King of Hearts, used such a name for his son. , Jonas felt that he had no idea what Hades was thinking.

Wilton didn't care so much. In fact, he did it on purpose. Even if he didn't care that this child was his boyfriend's biological son, he would feel very sad when he thought that the other party had given his surname and his real name was Eros. Happy, His Majesty Pluto, who is as willful as Sherlock to a certain extent, directly pulled people into the underground world. When Augustine grew up and really started to take over the power of his two fathers, he was extremely helpless.

"Your son is very similar to you." Jonas was not lying with his eyes open. Although the faces of Wilton and Augustine were covered by masks, there were still traces of the demeanor of the two people during the action. .

Moran felt something choke in his throat, well, his boss' son looks like his boss' boyfriend, this shouldn't be a big problem... right?

"Why are you here?" Wilton gestured to Augustine to sit on his left, and then waved his hand casually. His identity gave him the right to not care about the identity of the other party.

"You know that we have just started to manage London, and there are many places that we are not very familiar with." It was Jonas who spoke, "I heard that the original teacher... oh, Persephone's men are all here with you, I think Please ask the Colonel to do something for us." He used Moriarty's new name wisely.

"Professor." Dittmar said abruptly, the tone was not malicious, but the content was not very kind, "His name is Professor, the only professor in London, we need his subordinate, Sebastian Mo Lan." It was Sebastian Moran, not the colonel. I don't know whether it was intentional or not. Dittmar at least revealed that someone in their hands was very close to them. After all, not everyone knows the colonel's full story. famous.

"Why should I do this? I'm not interested in London." Wilton didn't mean to talk to Dittmar at all. "The only reason I kept Sebastian and the others is that my boyfriend is willing to achieve his goal." The last wish is the only thing I can do for him. As for what is going on in London, I think your battles have already shown my attitude, as long as you don’t break my rules, then please feel free.” It’s rare for him to say such a thing In fact, the main purpose of the long series of words is to find out the bottom line of these two people.

"Why do you..." Dittmar was about to blurt out the next question. Even if Moriarty acquiesced in the relationship between them, it didn't mean that the professor was willing to give his power with both hands. His eyes quickly shifted to Moran next to him, "Betrayer." His voice was not loud, but his eyes were threatening enough. In his opinion, this was entirely the colonel's own idea.But it has brought a lot of trouble to their current management of London. After all, not everyone is so stupid as to dare to betray Moriarty just by hearing about it, especially the one who really gave some rights to that man. Didn't know that man was a devil at all.

Charon frowned, and took a half step forward to separate Dietmar from looking at Moran. He didn't like people staring at his wife's subordinates like this, "Master, it's time for the little master to study." It's not nonsense, in order to catch up with the schedule, Augustine's daily time was strictly divided. If Wilton didn't need him to show up today, he didn't even plan to leave Baker Street.

"Nice to meet you." Augustine, who knew his responsibilities, stood up generously, and then said goodbye with the unfamiliar etiquette he had just learned. Wilton asked him to review his every moment. Manners, even if standing in front of him is a worthless bum.

Wilton nodded. So far, the child has satisfied him. With such an interruption, the stagnant atmosphere in the room just now was broken. Charon took Augustine back to the bedroom and closed the door. Wilton did The final note, "I'm not interested in London, neither you nor the people behind you," his body slightly forward, full of aggression belonging to Hades, "I hate trouble , I hate people getting me into trouble even more, you are all smart people, I don't want us to meet in public next time." This is a threat, and Wilton simply made his bottom line very clear, Once the opponent crosses the line, then "not in public" means privacy, and for a Pluto whose main job is to harvest people's lives, privacy means an assassination|assassination.

"Of course, we may have cooperation in the future." Jonas twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly. It seems that today he couldn't bring the words of the person behind them. Why didn't anyone tell him that Hades said that if you turn your back, you turn your back. "For example... Holmes." He said tentatively.

The mention of Sherlock Holmes seemed to make Wilton a little uncomfortable, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became more serious. The white masked face without the slightest pattern was facing Jonas's directly, and apart from the pupils, he could see the people coming from him. The face outside his features is like a vengeful spirit, "If it is suitable, I welcome all forces." Wilton threw out the bait. They tossed for so long, not just to tease the person behind him come out?

Jonas nodded, and getting the other party's accurate attitude towards Holmes was their harvest today. He pulled his brother hard, and Jonas was annoyed in his heart why he agreed to come out with him today. Dittmar had been obsessed with Moriarty since the last time they met.

"If, just if, one day the professor comes back, do you think he will be 'happy' to see that his power has been 'accepted' by you?" Before they left, Dittmar said coldly. Las Vegas is too far away, he just heard everything about Hades.Although Paris's matter was a bit ruthless, in Dittma's view, he was not unable to do it himself.Thinking of that Moriarty wearing a long skirt, Dittmar felt that her desire was teased to the extreme.

Anything he wants, he gets.From Germany to London, Dittmar has been doing this all the time. It seems to outsiders that Jonas among them makes the decision, but in fact it is only because he is impatient to deal with communication.

"He's dead, and I won't disturb his peace." The expression on Wilton's face didn't change, but he had already drawn an emphasis on this person's name in his heart.What did it mean that someone representing the new power in London had suggested to him that Moriarty was alive?Either his boyfriend and his second brother have already started to act, or someone is still suspicious enough that they both died after the duel.

Considering that Wilton and Mycroft wouldn't have any news if they made a move, then it was the second point, it seemed that they were not the only ones who doubted the authenticity of this matter.

"My brother may be a little drunk today. I'm sorry we drank some brandy before we came." Jonas's face turned pale, and he smoothed things over with a smile. Wilton didn't seem to care much, and after they went out, he His face darkened, "Sebastian, go and find out the details of those two people, I want them to do everything after they arrive in London." Moran nodded, he knew the priorities.

A few days later, the documents filled with Jonas and Dittmar's experience in London were placed on Wilton's desk, and an address inside was highlighted, "Verdi Club".

☆、61·Damn little bastards...~

If the Diogenes Club is one of the identity symbols of London's high society, then the Wilton Club is just the opposite. No matter how good the meaning of the club is, it is named after the famous Italian composer. But in fact it is now an unspoken black and white trading place.Of course, the ownership of such a club is as mysterious as its origin, but smart people understand that it should not be touched lightly.

"Sir." If Jonas was only superficially respectful in front of Wilton, and Dittmar was still provocative, then they were convinced from the bottom of their hearts when they met him. Digging it out with their own hands, step by step, the man became the god in their hearts.

"What did Hades say." The man's voice didn't sound as thick as his identity should have been, with a rising end, even a little frivolous.

But of course Jonas and Dittmar would not despise men's words because of this. In fact, this is also a man's habit. The more he cares about things, the more frivolous his tone will be. "As in the legend, Hades only takes action on things he is interested in, and London is not his interest." The answer was not Jonas, who has always been in charge of communication, but Dietmar.

"Then, is he really interested in a man, and is even willing to make an enemy of Holmes for this man?" The man's voice was rarely filled with disbelief, isn't it, in his position, he really has nothing to say How could I have seen such an unscrupulous person.Even when they worked with professors in the past, there were some things that they restrained each other.The man who thought this way had no idea that the reason why Moriarty gave in on some matters was not because he had any scruples, but because Moriarty felt that his temporary concessions would allow him to continue to be his counseling criminal. And the latter was the only profession in which he found the world less boring.

"Should be," Jonas interrupted hastily before Dittmar could speak, which was unusual.However, considering his brother's recent performance in the matter of Moriarty, Jonas felt that he had to act first. "He even adopted a child as his inheritance with the professor," the matter of adoption was Wilton asked Moran to release the news, of course he didn't just want to let Jonas and the others hear it, "It seems that he really thought Moriarty was dead." This is the key, Moriarty and The duel with the detectives had come so suddenly and had ended so dramatically that even without any solid evidence, the man just thought Moriarty wasn't dead.

"There is still no news from Switzerland. All members of MI[-] have withdrawn last month. Baker Street is very quiet. The detective's 'widow' seems to have a new suitor. The Holmes family has no other indications. I am afraid that the detective is Really dead." It's been more than half a year, no matter what kind of search, it's time to get results.But the thing is strange here, except for the traces of fighting and the clothes soaked with water, no matter which wave of forces can find the bodies of those two people.

The man didn't speak, he touched his chin lightly, this is his old habit for many years, he always does this when he hesitates.He met Mycroft some time ago, and he had to say that he was a little surprised at how quickly the other person lost weight. Although Holmes, who was always smiling, was still smiling, his abnormal weight loss could not be fooled and the doctor on Baker Street, even if he has seen a villain in his position as a man, he has to admit that the doctor is a truly noble person.It's not surprising that such a person has several suitors, but the detective's death may have dealt him too much blow, and whether he can accept it is another matter.

Realizing that his thinking was a little far away, the man smiled softly, "Whether it's true or not, you are the masters of London now, I think you know what to do, within half a year, I need you to really master the whole of London, of course , those two people, you also have to deal with it seriously, remember, we have nothing to do with each other outside." A man has always known why he has the ability to get to where he is today, always standing behind others, and see what happens to Carl, heart king?Hmph, he also needs to be capable of being a king.

Jonas and Dietmar nodded, and before they left, the man seemed to suddenly remember something, "Ditmar, if you are really interested, catch him before everyone, as long as you promise to keep him Be quiet, and he's yours." A good boss knows what to give to his subordinates.

Sure enough, Dittmar's eyes were filled with ecstasy. He was indeed interested in Moriarty, but it was half true and the other half was his disguise.But since meeting Hades, this half-truth and half-fake interest has become completely ten, what can satisfy his desire to conquer more than snatching his belongings from a real strong man What about things?Don't say that Moriarty is a strong man, put such a person under|under|under|body, wantonly|play|play with, the one in the Paris video is wearing a tutu and sitting among the roses Moriarty is still one of those things that can quickly arouse his desire, just the thought of that proud man crying, turning, pleading on his bed, if only because of desire, Dieter Ma felt as though her soul was in high spirits as if she had just smoked marijuana.

"I won't let you down, sir." Dittmar lowered his head slightly to hide his beastly eyes, he will definitely find him before everyone, whether he is alive or... really dead.

Moriarty, who was basking in the sun on a small island in Southeast Asia, suddenly sneezed several times. A smiling oriental woman next to her said something with a smile. Moriarty raised the corners of her mouth and replied, The woman is all smiles.

"I need to remind you that you still have a boyfriend." After such a long period of running-in, Sherlock slowly found a way to get along with Moriarty. The head of the man, talking to him when needed.Anyway, Moriarty was always good at enjoying himself, so there was no need for him to make himself uncomfortable.

But if Moriarty betrayed his brother in front of him, that's all. Sherlock does believe that adults have the right to choose the life they want, and he never thought Moriarty was a good match, but That premise is that Moriarty's departure wasn't due to betrayal.

"Of course I have a boyfriend, just like you have a boyfriend." Moriarty walked up to Sherlock with the heat from the sun and sat down next to Sherlock. They rented a cabin here, oh, It's definitely not like nothing in Switzerland. The reason why this wooden house charges so much is because its supporting network is the fastest.

"Fiance." Sherlock continued to operate the computer in his hand without raising his eyes, "I proposed before Christmas, and John agreed." Since he realized that for a long time to come, he could only marry Moria After the exchange with Dee, Sherlock also thought about it. With the character of his third brother, Moriarty would have to shed a layer of skin sooner or later. If they were destined to see each other every Christmas, then he had to find some way to prevent himself It gets blocked every year.

"Oh?" Moriarty was a little playful, and no one knew about it, "I thought you would tell Mrs. Holmes." Blood relationship is a wonderful thing, just like even Moriarty dare not jokingly call it The lady "Mummy", although he had no trouble calling "Brother" to Mycroft and Sherlock.

"John thinks it's too soon." Sherlock's hand stopped, and his doctor agreed, but considering that they hadn't been together for long, John even suggested to think about the ring after Christmas.Thanks to Sherlock who can't remember anything when he comes across a case, Sherlock didn't put the ring on his doctor's finger until they left.

"Oh, poor little John." Moriarty did not hide the schadenfreude in his voice, anyway, he was just a proposer, and all of Sherlock's actions came from his own wishes, as long as he thought of the loyal doctor in Baker Moriarty felt immense joy when he was sad and haggard because of the man around him.In contrast, the pleasure brought by provoking Sherlock and Watson after consulting criminals is not as good as this. Think about it, it turns out that he can't do anything against the detective and the doctor, but now the detective and the doctor can't do anything about him. interesting.

Sherlock glanced at him expressionlessly, "As Wilton's older brother, maybe you should know two things," he also understood the other's weakness, "Mycroft is always right, don't doubt it," He said slowly, even though he had hated this for a long time, "Also, Wilton's bottom line should never be touched." He looked at Moriarty who had a strange expression on his face following his words, He revealed a smile that belonged to Holmes, "We have discovered from a very early stage that Wilton is an easy-going person. Yes, he has almost no standards, as if he can accept everything, but only two points, family and betrayal. Seeing Moriarty's stiff posture, for the first time in a long time, Sherlock felt that his younger brother had found such a boyfriend. "I'm his family, and to a certain extent you count too, Guess what happens when he knows it's your idea?" With a drawn out ending, Moriarty remembered why he first fell in love with Wilton at the bar, and at some point, Will The expressions on the faces of Dunton and Sherlock are strikingly similar, they are brothers after all.

There was a moment of silence, although Moriarty didn't want to admit it, but Moriarty knew that what Sherlock said was right, that man was the object of his unpredictable actions, when they returned to London... Well, he is a professor in London, he will It's nothing to be afraid of.

Moriarty at this point had no idea that the most interesting part of the future was that it often didn't go the way people wanted it to, and waiting for them when they got back to London would be a totally unacceptable situation.

"Boss, the data from a weather satellite is not normal." In MI[-]'s office in London, the female assistant holding a BlackBerry raised her head from her screen with countless characters. Individuals should still be alive, but it still feels great to see signs of their activity for the first time after more than half a year.

"Can you confirm the location?" Mycroft grabbed the black umbrella in his hand.

The female assistant didn't speak, and her fingers jumped on the keyboard quickly, "probably between the South Pacific and the South Atlantic Ocean in Southeast Asia." The time for the signal to appear was too short, and this was the limit of what they could do.

"Damn you bastards." Mycroft cursed under his breath, but there was no denying that his body relaxed after all.As a parent, what he needs to consider is always the worst possibility.

"Do you need to notify Mr. Polk?" The female assistant who basically understood the structure of Holmes's house suggested unprecedented overreach. She saw the hard work of the boss during this period.

Mycroft took a sip of hot tea, remembering the "surprise" his little brother gave him on Christmas, "No, he has his own business to attend to." Now that he can be sure of his safety, he should make good plans for the future Exactly how to do it.

☆, 62. If the third brother and Mo Niang wear HP instead (cough cough, if you don’t like it, you can skip it~

When Wilton woke up, he heard something rhythmically knocking on the glass of the window, making a "knocking" sound. He subconsciously opened the brass hasp, and an owl flew in. , It has a letter tied to one foot, and a small purse on the other foot.

"Don't worry." He untied the letter from the owl's feet, then avoided the owl's beak, which was already eagerly pecking at him.

"Little master, little master received the letter! Little master is not a squib!" A sharp voice rang in his ears, and Wilton felt his head was buzzing, "Shut up!" The rough short voice As he exited, Wilton froze for a moment when he heard his childish voice. He opened his eyes wide and looked at his hands holding the parchment—they were a pair of soft children's hands, white | tender with weakness.

The house elf seemed to be frightened, its big bulb-like eyes were filled with tears, and its whole face was distorted because it wanted to carry out the master's "shut up" command. Wilton closed his eyes, and after so many years He is not unchanged in the Sherlock Holmes family, "Don't punish yourself, now, get a few copper Knuts, and don't disturb the others." Although he is young, his performance as the "most gentle" of the Holmes family Still downright deceptive.

As a house elf who followed the master's order first, he was quickly appeased and sent the owl away. Wilton didn't open the envelope in his hand immediately, but carefully sorted out his memory.That's right, the "last life" that should have been forgotten in those impressions that he has long been vaguely invisible, now he only remembers a mother who loves him deeply, an elder brother who will always stand behind him, who often The second brother who got into a fight but stood up as soon as something happened, and... that lover who would never let him feel that the whole world is boring.

"Tell me what time it is and what did I do today?" The child's voice made him a little unaccustomed, but after quickly recognizing that this was his former bedroom, Wilton sat down on the carpet unceremoniously.

"July 1971, 7," the house-elf replied quickly, "the little master has locked himself in the room since the morning, and Dudu was worried, but Dudu didn't dare to come and see, it was twelve o'clock just now The bell is about to ring, and Dudu has to plug his ears into the oven because of his own assertion." Speaking of which, it seems to be breaking down again, "Dudou made his own opinion, but Dudu Don't regret it, Dudu, Dudu saw that the little master received a letter from Hogwarts, the little master is not a squib!"

Wilton was in a daze. Except for the so-called heir who had a vague impression, he had no impression of this house elf who was really thinking about him. Maybe he would have been ashamed of the feelings of this low|low creature before. He felt disdainful, but now he felt somewhat warm.He didn't say thank you because he knew that verbal thanks meant nothing to house-elves, who faithfully guarded the house and everything in it.

Still haven't opened the envelope, Wilton's eyes were attracted by an empty potion bottle on the carpet. For his mommy's sake, it's really not a good feeling to spend two lifetimes on potions. Well, Wilton understands himself, he has always been a person who is hard on himself, especially when he insists on believing in something, his paranoia even makes Mycroft look sideways.

"Where are the rest of the family?" Picking up the potion bottle, Wilton moved his nose casually, no, nothing, his ability as Holmes seemed to have disappeared like that world, just like compensation, At the end of his 11th birthday, he received a letter from Hogwarts.What is this, compensation for him losing that world?Wilton has always been a realistic person. Instead of guessing and wondering what happened here, it is better to recognize his identity and make plans slowly. If he remembers correctly, he is from London in the 21st century. It really exists, and at this point in time, his eldest brother and second brother are not what they used to be.

"The old master didn't ask about the young master, and neither did the mistress, and they rested after supper." The house-elf didn't like to mention the old master and mistress, because every time it mentioned it, its little The owner will not be happy.It's just that this time it didn't see Wilton's unhappy look, and even Wilton himself was surprised why he didn't feel a bit when he heard the news that it should be his father and mother. The position of the family that "should" be identified by him has been filled by Holmes. If he really has magical powers and becomes a real Slytherin, what he chooses to protect is no longer this family.

"The last question, what's my name?" Wilton felt stupid when he asked. He looked down at the name written in emerald green ink on the envelope, "Setif Dodge", yes, he should be Dodge The only heir of the Jiaben family should have been a squib before today.But he is not reconciled, why people can receive letters after the age of 11, but he has nothing after the age of 11!

There is no need to guess Wilton to understand what "he" has done. On the second day when he was 11 years old, "he" finally drank a bottle of potion of unknown efficacy unwillingly, and after that, he came back up.

The next month or so has no meaning to describe. Even if the letter is received, so what? Wilton, who has not been discovered since he was a child, is finally judged to be a good-for-nothing with a very low magic power that is better than a squib. Get ready to welcome the heir of the split family.As a doomed abandoned son, Wilton wandered around the corners of the house like a ghost. Those malicious, mocking sights that he once cared about have lost all meaning to him now. All he could think about was getting into Hogwarts, finding a way, and getting back to his real home.

Even so, as an ancient Slytherin pure-blood family, Dodge still can't lose face on Wilton, wand, wizard robe, cauldron... everything is arranged according to what a pure-blood little wizard should have , although no one believed that Wilton would be sorted into a house other than Hufflepuff.Well, even a Hufflepuff was better than a Squib in the minds of the Dodges.

Sitting on the Hogwarts Express with a suitcase alone, Wilton felt that his heartbeat still lost its original rhythm. No matter whether he cared about it or not, the regret that he couldn't achieve in the previous life can now be made up for. Under such a premise Now, he is even willing to forgive the so-called heir - you must know that when he appeared in the old house of Dodge a few days ago, his nose might have turned up to the sky, and Wilton's reaction was also very straightforward. Go to the door of the head of the Dodge family, and then use the method of giving up the surname to exchange for a considerable amount of property for himself.Thinking about the contorted face of the heir after hearing the news, Wilton felt happy. The surname Dodge was no longer rare for him. If he was not worried about causing trouble, he would be "Wilton Holmes" now instead of just Only "Wilton Polk".Yes, anyway, he wanted to use black magic to get rid of his surname. Wilton even changed his name. Since the real name he admitted was only Wilton, the magic went very smoothly.

"Shhh", the door of the carriage was pulled open, and Wilton, who was holding a book of Magic Circle Basics, was fascinated and frowned. Although he had a magic wand, he hadn't tried to use spells in the past few days.His magical power came too suddenly, so we should wait until Hogwarts has been taught systematically.

"Lily, here..." A boy's voice lowered his volume when he noticed that someone was clearly inside.This kind of behavior won Wilton's favor almost immediately, not to mention that he took a brief look at the other party - black hair, pale face, a nose that seemed a bit too big for an 11-year-old boy, oh, of course not Forget about the little girl with red hair and emerald green eyes next to him.

"Wilton Polk, nice to meet you." Thanks to the whole set of "Harry Potter" that he had seen in the 21st century, it is very beneficial to him to make friends with a future master of potions who knows how to measure. Necessary, not to mention Wilton's paranoid recognition of this little boy who should be Snape for what he believes. In this world, he even gave up his surname, so there is no reason not to follow his own wishes alive.

"Hello, I'm Lily, Lily Evans." I have to say that when Wilton changed his name back, the original set of hypocrisy also returned, and he nodded at the girl seemingly gently, threatening "It's a pleasure meeting you," said Leon emphatically. His eyes were fixed on Snape.

Snape, who was born a poisonous snake, was not as gullible as Lily. He could feel that this person had no malice towards him, but he could also feel this person's disregard for the girls around him.