sherlock holmes brother

Both have passed away, and my biological father had a good relationship with my adoptive father before he was alive." It happened that Augustine lowered his head because of this introduction, so he didn't see this scene, which was definitely a horror for him, "Now I can ..." The boy who had completed the task suddenly raised his head, and then he was dumbfounded, even if he had no common sense, he could tell that this was no lady, she was clearly a real man!

"Father!" Augustine couldn't even control his voice in surprise, "You actually fell in love with a human | monster?!"

Silence... Moriarty only felt that the man behind him was stiff all over, and then he felt the man buried his head in his neck, and uncontrollable laughter came from there.But Moriarty didn't notice this at all. Being dubbed a "monster" made his lower body, which had been raised up because of Wilton's teasing, soften a bit. How does he look like that kind of neither male nor female? !

Tightly confining the body of the person in his arms, Wilton, who reacted, even led the person back half a step to prevent Moriarty from being uncontrollable and actually strangling his adopted son to death.To be honest, he felt more and more that Augustine was really a lovely child, and adopting him was definitely one of the best decisions he made in these years.

"Calm down, my dear, Little Oss's introduction is not complete yet," Wilton's voice was full of smiles, and he couldn't tell how long he hadn't felt such full-body happiness, "You don't want to ask Who is his biological father? Not only is it an old acquaintance of mine who has a good relationship, but you also know it. "

Barely suppressing his anger, Moriarty knew that his boyfriend never targeted him indiscriminately, "Who is it?" He was not in the mood to joke at all, and the aura belonging to the London professor was fully activated, and Augustine couldn't help shivering.

"Moriarty, my father's name is Moriarty." Although he shuddered, the arrogance in Augustine's nature made him puff up his chest quickly. He knew that his adoptive father and his father were originally the same Lover, if his father had been alive, he didn't think he would have stopped them from being together.But his father is dead, and nothing can stop his adoptive father from getting the happiness he deserves.

This time it was Moriarty who was dumbfounded. He didn't doubt the boy's identity, especially if Wilton asked him to say it, which meant he had verified it. Think about the cigar cutter he still wore on his body, and recall What he did with Wilton just now, even the thick-skinned Moriarty felt uncomfortable for a moment, but that was his child.

"My dear, would you mind introducing yourself?" At this moment, Wilton's hand returned to his lower body, kneading gently, and after knowing that the one opposite was his son, Murray Artie found that her sensitivity had risen several levels.

Surprised to find that the tips of his boyfriend's ears were a little red, Wilton was silent in his arms for a while before speaking maliciously, "Oss, come to meet your father, my boyfriend, Moria Tee."

Poor Augustine found that his world view was shattered to pieces on this day. Is the human | demon he called out just now his biological father?So what should he call him, father or... adoptive mother?

☆、70·I hate the surname Polk

The boy's silence only caused Moriarty a moment of embarrassment. Afterwards, the man with strong adaptability raised his chin slightly. Wilton could feel the relaxation of the back muscles of the man in his arms. Really don't care about the proof, "You are not qualified to be my son." Yes, you are not qualified. Moriarty looks down on many people in this world. He never cares about blood relationship, let alone family relationship.

Even if his boyfriend values ​​this, what does it matter?Moriarty never recognized the two Holmes because they were Wilton's eldest brother and second brother. The British government and consulting detectives are already outstanding in their respective fields, not to mention that although they are ordinary people, they are absolutely Good enough Lestrade and Watson.

In the end, what Moriarty admitted was only good enough people, and those people happened to be family members that Wilton cared about, so it couldn't be better.

That's why he simply told little Augustine that being his son was not enough, the natural shock brought by the blood passed after the first moment, and Moriarty naturally had his own pride.

"You are not my father either." Augustine, who was frightened by his own father at first, and then completely denied it, and at some point he was really a child psychologically, was blown away. Anyway, Wilton had already satisfied his desire. All the extravagant expectations of the role of father, it doesn't matter if you want this father now, "Let me remind you of my last name," see, even Wilton's sarcasm with an aristocratic accent appeared after he was really angry, "My surname is Polk, I like this surname, and I will not change my surname." Then he ignored Moriarty directly, and stared intently at Wilton's with his light-colored eyes, "Maybe you need some time , I will go out and tell Uncle John a little later." The words simply expressed his position - even if you are my own father, he just wants that doctor to be his family.

Moriarty, who understood the meaning of his words, narrowed his eyes. He began to hate this child, even if it was his own, he would die if he hindered Professor London's footsteps.

"I promised you that John will be your family member, and I keep my word." Before his boyfriend could speak, Wilton stopped the conversation. Although it is interesting to watch the two father and son fight each other, if it really enters the substantive He is also unwilling to deal with the follow-up troubles brought about by the stage, "Go to Charon and Sebastian, they will tell you how to do it. Besides..." Wilton tightened his jaw, " Do what you have to do, keep quiet." His expression and tone returned to the usual guidance, so Augustine understood that this is not something that can make him do small things, unless he is sure that he can really do something without being noticed , but as far as the current abilities of the two sides are concerned, he is really far behind.

"Yes, Father." Reluctantly saluted. Although Augustine was unwilling, he also knew where Wilton's bottom line was. It was fine as a joke, but when it came to serious business, Wilton would not accept any reason at all. disobedience.

"Why didn't I know that you are so good at raising children?" Looking at the two people who were in the "son and father" mode in both their behavior and the communication just now, the irritability in Moriarty's heart could not be suppressed at all. "I thought you didn't like children." He bit his lip, trying to suppress the thought of finding someone to kill Watson and the kid just now.

"Augustine is good, I like it very much." Wilton approached the ear of the person in his arms contentedly, and then took a deep breath. The familiar smell of that person rushed into his nasal cavity crazily, occupying all his attention, annoyed , Anger, Disgust, Arrogance... Yes, this man is back, damn it he should have been back a long time ago.

"You..." Startled by Wilton's sudden tightening of his arms, Moriarty turned his head and was severely suppressed. Finally, this day came, and he had to let him realize from his soul that since he left without authorization From that day onwards, the free-willed professor in London no longer exists, but instead, he will only be the Queen of Hades alone, and there is no other choice.

After leaving the cloakroom, Augustine found Charon and Moran. The former was standing calmly in front of the latter. Although it was only from the back, Augustine probably understood from his slightly exaggerated gestures that he was complaining.

"It's fine if the Boss hasn't appeared for a long time. When he appeared, he misled Augustine, and then slapped me hard. Is it easy for me to be a good subordinate?! First I helped him fool His Majesty Pluto, and now I'm with those two idiots." Zhou Xuan, not to mention the British government. As God bears witness, I am probably the member of the underground world who has cooperated with the Scottish banknotes the most. You know, I even live next door to retired soldiers..." I don't know why From then on, Moran developed the habit of complaining in front of Charon, probably because the man always listened with a deadpan expression and gave him a great sense of security.

"Uncle Sebastian, father asked me to tell you that he was with that man, and he said you knew how to do it." Augustine tried hard to suppress the corners of his twitching mouth, and at this moment he suddenly understood why his Sebastian Uncle Stian is getting more and more unreliable. Look at his biological father in a long skirt. It's simply that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

Moran's back froze for a moment, and he was not sure whether Augustine heard what he just said. After all, he was not Moriarty, and he still cared about his own image.Charon glanced at him, bowed silently, and blinked at Augustine when he looked up, the latter nodded, well, since someone promised an exchange of conditions, he should pretend he didn't hear it, after all, let his Uncle Charon's debt to someone is quite cost-effective.

"Did you see the boss?" Moran turned around and smiled, "What did he say?"

"He said I'm not qualified to be his son," Augustine was also laughing, but he ground his teeth twice, "He's not my father anyway, so I don't care." If he didn't clenched his fist It will be more convincing. The wonderful thing about blood relationship is that even if people tell themselves that there is nothing worth caring about, the natural connection between them cannot be cut off.

"Your father is the master." Before Moran could say anything, Charon spoke up. He seldom spoke except when Wilton asked, but as long as he spoke, he was categorical, "Sebastian, why don't you take the little one with you?" The master is leaving, and I will complete the master's orders." After speaking, he turned around and left.

"Do you know what to do?" Moran, who hadn't kept up with the rhythm, pulled him back subconsciously, "What else did the boss say?" He looked at Augustine questioningly.

Augustine was also confused, he looked at Charon subconsciously, "Master likes Moriarty, and there is only one Empress of the Underworld." Charon glanced at Augustine seemingly unintentionally, "Master's wish comes first Those of others, those of others, don’t make any sense.” Only Augustine knew that that glance was already carrying a warning.The little boy leaned towards Moran subconsciously. Although he always knew that Uncle Charon only recognized him because his father gave him a surname, but the little boy still flinched when he faced the cruel fact——his first For the first time, he really realized that in the eyes of his uncle Charon, nothing but his father meant anything.

"Okay, since you all know we should go back." The famous colonel in London is certainly not a fool, he took half a step forward to block Augustine behind him, he has long been used to Charon's ghostly appearance, he is just a companion anyway, Of course he doesn't care.But Augustine is different. Moran understands his own boss, and he also gradually understands some of Wilton. It can be said that as long as Augustine follows the current path, everything between the two of them will be very different in the future if there is no accident. Eight|Nine will belong to this child.

Besides, he sighed slightly, he is not Charon, he will always have some feelings with this increasingly well-behaved child after getting along for such a long time.

Charon glanced at his boyfriend blankly. It was his master who asked him to "watch", so as long as he didn't threaten his master, of course he didn't care.Leave to find Mycroft. His master has already explained to him what happened after Moriarty appeared today.

So, 5 minutes later, Mycroft smiled and listened to the stern report of the man beside him, while holding the goblet tightly in his hand, although what he wanted to do more was to smash the glass on the ground and then Shouters simply blew up the entire banquet hall.Damn Moriarty, before getting to know this man, although his second brother was a bit out of line, he was generally obedient, not to mention his younger brother, some things would be handled well even if he didn't explain to the other party.

But now?Mycroft tried his best to maintain the expression on his face, and the nerves of his teeth were aching under the tremendous mental pressure. Needless to say, Sherlock had always been out of line, and now he just added a self-assessment.But what about his obedient little brother?He was the one who said the engagement, and he was the one who said the engagement was cancelled. It's fine to let Mycroft be the witness. Look at what he heard just now, "Master, please go to the stage and announce that the engagement is canceled due to his personal reasons." .

Let him come and come, let him cancel and cancel, who does he think he is? !The head of the Sherlock Holmes family, who has never been angry for thousands of years, was finally irritated by the willful attitude of his two younger brothers, because the object of engagement today is Watson, and many of his political enemies have also come, if it is not because he has come to this day At this step, is he going to throw out the face of the Holmes family?After all, on the surface, Wilton has nothing to do with the Sherlock Holmes family, and Watson is Sherlock's "widow". Mycroft doesn't want to think about how many jokes there are here except for the big fish.

"The master said that you are his most trusted elder brother. At this time, he can only rely on you." Charon said the last sentence expressionlessly, and stood aside silently, although Mycroft was very angry. Terrible, but he had faith in his Master that Mycroft would compromise after all.

Sure enough, the angry aura quickly deflated like a punctured balloon. Mycroft twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly. Who made him the big brother? Since his younger brother has something to do, he can only bear it. .

Taking a deep breath, Mycroft held the black umbrella in his hand and walked up to the small stage in front of the banquet hall. Watson, who was wearing a white suit, looked at him suspiciously. According to the procedure, Wilton should have appeared first. Looking around, Mycroft replied in his usual manner, "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I'm afraid today's engagement will be canceled. Mr. Pork..." He drew his voice, noticing Only a few people's expressions remained unchanged at the first moment, "...I broke the contract due to personal reasons. I hate the surname Polk. I'm sorry for your time." From Mycroft's first public declaration in his life Disgusting, the eyes of a few people flickered.Their bait has been thrown out, and now they are waiting to see the other party's response.

☆、71·Their reunion

Watson feels that everything that happened today is so unreal, no, in fact, everything has been false since he promised to marry Wilton, and Sherlock's death took away almost everything he had about the world. Sense, despite his best efforts, he still couldn't get rid of the detective's entanglement.John...John...John...shortly, furiously, gently...In Watson's memory, every time he walked into the living room of 221B, he felt that the man was still there, maybe by the window armchair, perhaps a couch next to it.After he walked in, the man would glance at him casually, and then recount where he went and what he did as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and finally added a "boring" to make him feel truly alive.

But not now, Watson was fiddling with the buttons on his white suit unconsciously with his fingers, and Mycroft sat silent beside him, but he was strangely not feeling the slightest discomfort.

"I apologize for Wilton's behavior," Mycroft broke the silence in the car. In any case, he didn't want to recall the reaction of some people after he finished canceling the engagement party. He got it back from his two younger brothers, but no matter how you look at it, the doctor is innocent enough. It is rare for the head of the Holmes family, who has a conscience, to feel the need to apologize, "About the whole thing, Wilton..."

"It's not his fault," Watson interrupted without waiting for him to finish, without the slightest fluctuation in his voice, "I know he made such a request for Augustine and me, and Wilton is a good man. "

Mycroft had always found Watson to be a wonderful man, not least in the fact that he got along well with his second brother.Well, even Mycroft had to admit that his brothers were not so "normal".There is also his judgment that his third brother is extremely weird. Although he doesn't know the truth, he somewhat understands that Wilton was stopped by someone. He observed Watson in silence for a while, and finally couldn't help it. Open your mouth and ask, "Maybe I'm taking the liberty, but why did you agree to him..."

The word proposal was interrupted by the doctor, apparently the other party understood what he meant, "Augustine wants a complete family, Wilton said he would be my family, I tried my best, Mike Roft, I really tried." The voice was still calm, and Mycroft understood that it wasn't because Watson was really calm, but because he had no strength to look forward to anything.

After tightening the handle of the black umbrella, Mycroft added, "I think you know, you are our family, and Mummy likes you very much." The head of the Holmes family, who has always been good at dancing, said dryly, He is not good at comforting, but compared to his two wanton younger brothers, no matter how you look at the doctor, he is cute.Not to mention that Watson would be part of Sherlock's family sooner or later after Sherlock returned, which Mycroft never doubted.

Today's Baker Street is no different from usual, at least in Watson's view, it is the same every day, oh, maybe except that his original "fiancé" is not in any of 220 or 221B, Wilton went there for some reason Watson didn't care a bit where.Anyway, Wilton has his own skills, and that man doesn't need to worry about him.

Saying goodbye to Mycroft casually, Watson didn't notice the troubled expression on the other side.

"Boss?" Watson didn't notice, it doesn't mean Miss Blackberry didn't notice, she rarely looked away from the phone, "So far there is no return." How many assistants who know what their boss is worried about recently reported to those two It's just a pity that neither Moriarty nor Sherlock has any clear news about the movement of the "key target".

"Go home." Mycroft quickly collected his emotions. Wilton's disappearance explained a lot of problems. Instead of worrying about those two little bastards here, it's better to go home and have a meal with Greg and Elizabeth. dinner.The black car left without hesitation, not noticing a fleeting face behind the curtain of the window of 221B.

Opening the door with his own crutches, the light in the living room of 221B was extremely poor at the end of the dusk. Without the desire to turn on the lights, Watson threw himself into the armchair, and his crutches were carefully placed on the At hand, his breathing is very shallow, which also shows the master's calm thoughts from the side.What Watson told Mycroft was true. Watson really didn't care whether it was the engagement to Wilton or the other party's regret.

"John..." The doctor who blocked his eyes seemed to hear the man's voice again. His breathing and that peculiar smell occupied every corner of the room. Without putting his hand down, the doctor showed a bitter expression. LOL to the max.

"John..." There was another sound, and then Watson felt as if something was approaching, but he still didn't take off his hand, Watson gritted his teeth, he has experience, once he speaks, the voice will disappear quickly , no matter what, even if it's an illusion, he just wants to indulge in it for a while.

"John..." This time it wasn't just the voice, Watson could feel something close to his hand that was in front of his eyes, followed by a soft kiss, he couldn't even laugh, the voice was not loud, but finally Still talking, "Even so, you can't lie to me anymore, I know you are fake, I will open my eyes in a moment, and then you will disappear, okay?" If there is a second person in the room, Hua Sheng would never be so weak, but now it's just him and his illusion, why can't he be like this.

For a long time, there was no voice from the other side, and Watson said to himself again in his heart, look, this is another crazier illusion, he just misses someone too much.After a while, he took his hand away. He would have to face it sooner or later, and he could get used to it.

It's just who is this person in front of him? Watson couldn't help opening his eyes to the limit. He blinked a few times vigorously, but the tall and thin man was still staring at him with eagle-like eyes.His breathing accelerated uncontrollably, and his vision suddenly blurred.

"John, John!" When he was conscious again, Watson only felt a pungent feeling in his throat. His coat was lifted, and he was lying flat on the floor. Someone was pressing his chest and tiger's mouth. Helping him regain consciousness, "Breathe, John, breathe!" There was a rare fluster in that voice, vaguely remembering what had just happened, and Watson felt the strength begin to return to his body.

"Bang", as soon as he was able to raise his arm, Watson swung it out vigorously, and the kneeling man fell down in response, and Watson got up with his other hand supporting his body, " Bang", and the second time.

"John, I can explain, your body..." Sherlock's voice was interrupted by the doctor's iron fist, and Hua sat on Sherlock's stomach panting after a few blows, "Damn tell me you are real, If you have another illusion that will disappear at any time, you will die!"

Sherlock, who was lying flat, looked a bit miserable, with a large area of ​​blue under his eyes, and a large area of ​​swelling at the corner of his mouth, because the blood clots caused by the contact with his teeth began to solidify, and the soreness caused by the injury of his nose made him talk a little dull, "I'm Sherlock Holmes, of course I won't disappear." Although the doctor's reaction was within his expectations, he really suffered these few blows.

Watson grabbed Sherlock's collar violently, and then he buried his face in the other's neck, "Tell me again, you are real." The broken voice came out intermittently.

Sherlock always thought it was boring to repeat the facts over and over again, but he would not think so after today, his doctor's tears were so hot that he felt that it didn't matter if he said it the day before , Trying to hold the person in his arms tightly, Sherlock felt for the first time that there might be something really wrong with how he disappeared like this.

Unlike 221B, which can be regarded as a warm atmosphere, the basement of a small villa in the outskirts of London is not regarded as such. On the rough concrete wall, two clean subway rings are firmly embedded in it. Stretched out from the hoop, it ended on the not-so-slender wrist.Following the movements of their masters, there was a crackling sound between the links of the iron chains, which was very clear in this confined space. "Your new taste?" Moriarty moved his body with great interest. Originally, the long skirt on his body had been taken off when he was brought into this room. Now, except for the cigar scissors, I'm afraid there are only those chains left.

"Of course not." Wilton was still in the same outfit as at the engagement banquet, with the extremely sophisticated black suit and snow-white shirt, and he even put on white gloves. "It's just that it's more convenient for us to talk. Obedient pets are always easier to domesticate if they are locked up."

"Domestic?" Moriarty narrowed his eyes, not at all weakened by the fact that he was at a disadvantage now, "I thought you knew who you were talking to." Even if he agreed to be a partner with this man, but the relationship between them The world is equal, and he is also free. Moriarty recognized Wilton, and even his family, but this does not mean that she will become a vassal of Wilton, which is not allowed by his pride. .

"Persephone, my queen, who do you think it could be?" Wilton walked in slowly. He had indulged this person for too long, and he had to let him understand that since they became partners, they must Compromising each other to some extent, "Professor London died two years ago, and if that's what you want to say, his last words were 'Pluto takes over all his powers', so, my queen, do you think you Who are you talking to, huh?" The final sound ended in Moriarty's ear, the complete attire was in stark contrast to the human skin, and for the first time, Moriarty felt that something was out of control.

"I'm just myself." There was some sharpness in the voice, "Of course I have the right to do anything."

"No, you didn't, I marked you," Wilton bit hard on Moriarty's shoulder, and soon the place began to turn red, "You have to know, from the day you made a decision without authorization You give up your freedom, my dear."

☆、72·Poor Augustine

"So you didn't intend to die from the very beginning?" Watson was lying on the floor during the questioning, his hand firmly holding the other person's, and it didn't matter that the black night slowly invaded every bit of space in the living room. , "You and Moriarty? Working together?" The whole thing was so unbelievable that his first reaction was surprise rather than anger.

"It's not cooperation," Sherlock's voice was still a little abnormal, but when he mentioned the cooperation relationship with his old enemy, he frowned reflexively, "I wouldn't cooperate with that idiot," yes, it is an idiot, especially Sherlock felt disgusted at the thought of his completely uncooperative behavior of running to find his little brother by himself without saying a word, "He just told me something I needed to know, that's all."

"For example?" Watson didn't intend to let go of this question easily, it was rare for Sherlock to be so honest, "No deception, you owe me." He warned in advance.

Sherlock looked at his doctor a little aggrieved, well, he knew that his credit record was bankrupt, "Someone is targeting Holmes, and both Mycroft and Wilton knew that their goal was to start from the swimming pool incident. Our family, I am just their temptation, "Even if Sherlock doesn't like it, it is true," Moriarty told me about this part, and that person is probably one of those partners behind him, but he is not sure yet. ..."

"You said everything from the past?" Watson opened his eyes wide. "The taxi driver, the single gang leader, the twin brothers, and that Paris?" He frowned and recalled.

"Yes, from the very beginning," Sherlock curled his lips. "The Carl when Paris closed the case was one of those partners behind Moriarty, the King of Hearts, if you want to know."

Watson didn't speak. He used to be a soldier, but he was not a fool, so he wouldn't ask why those people would cooperate with people like Moriarty when they already had a considerable status.

"The meddler dies," Sherlock throws out the last part, "This warning was not given to us alone from the beginning, but last time they did too much with Paris, the big devil and Wilton both appeared. The King of Hearts failed completely, but the man stopped there."

Watson pulled Sherlock's hand hard. He knew why the Holmes family had such a big reaction. Whether it was him or Moriarty's imprisonment|imprisonment, they all stepped on the bottom line of the Holmes brothers. So even though the shot at that time was a bit shocking, no one would regret it. "The best way to break an impasse is to change, why didn't you tell me?" It's not that he didn't understand Sherlock's approach, what made him unacceptable was the other party's concealment, "No matter whose idea it is, you and Murray Artie 'disappeared' together, no need to ask, Mycroft must know, even the detective!" He remembered how many times Lestrade hesitated to speak after the news of his engagement to Wilton spread, The voice increased uncontrollably, "Perhaps even Mrs. Hudson knows, are you doing this to Wilton and me? Do you know how much the news of your death will affect us? Wilton even adopted . ..”

"Wilton knows." Watson's high anger was like a punctured balloon, which was instantly punctured by Sherlock's simple words, "Moriarty's subordinates will tell him," Seeing the expression on his doctor's face, Sherlock unconsciously said a few more words, "Even if Moriarty tells that Moran not to tell, but Wilton has the ability to make that person spit out all the truth Come out." Yes, even without that special ability, Pluto still has his own methods. Sherlock doesn't doubt the ability of his little brother, just look at Paris' death. Home has always been green out of blue.

"Wilton... do you know that Moriarty is not dead?" Watson's face turned blue and then pale. He recalled the man's gloomy face when he mentioned the Reichenbach Falls, and the always gentle professor. When he recalled Sherlock's shattered glasses because of anger, he finally recalled the man's calm words one day, "Let's get engaged, Os wants you to be his family, and I will take care of you."

God knows that he even hesitated for a moment before agreeing. If he and Sherlock were not in a lover|lover relationship, maybe he would clean up his emotions and find someone to live with, but after clarifying his relationship with Sherlock, Watson found that he He no longer has the ability to make promises to others, which is why he finally agreed to Wilton's marriage proposal, perhaps without a feeling of sympathy.

But listen to what he knows now, Wilton knows it from the beginning to the end, so what are the things he has shown here?Are you kidding yourself?

"Wilton has always been extreme," the rare Sherlock would also say that others are extreme, "he has always been just a hypocrite." Although I don't know what Watson thought, it is rare to be a detective from the other party's increasingly ugly face Smelling something different, "But he's still a pretty good brother," pouted his lips vigorously, "It's as annoying as the Great Demon King."

Sherlock's voice pulled Watson out of his negative emotions, and he unconsciously rubbed the other's soft curly hair. Watson decided to put aside all that was there. Anyway, this man is back, and he only needs to care about this man. Well, as for Wilton... well, he'll remember to remind himself that he's not a normal person, maybe he should have known, how could the Sherlock Holmes family be normal? !

Sherlock, who was soothed by his boyfriend's subconscious actions, closed his eyes comfortably. No matter how hard he tried to convince himself, he never let down his vigilance during the time he was with Moriarty. Now he finally returned Arriving at Baker Street, returning to the side of the person he can trust the most, no matter whether the other party has completely forgiven or not, Sherlock fell asleep quickly, and he was still too tired.

After realizing this, Watson smiled helplessly at first, and then he took out the pillow and blanket from the bedroom. In the cold living room of 221B, two men huddled head to head in a blanket. , It turned out to be a warmth that I haven't had in a long time.

It took a full month for Moran to receive Charon's invitation. Wilton's villa was officially opened to him, and the meeting place at 220 was abandoned indefinitely.

"Uncle Sebastian!" Almost as soon as Moran opened the door, Augustine threw himself into his arms with shining eyes as if he had finally met the pope.

God knew he hadn't seen him warm to him since he'd known the kid. "I really