[sherlock] It's mine, don't move!

"John, would you like to have a cup of afternoon tea together?" The black car parked on the side of the road, the windows were slowly pulled down, and McCoff greeted with a standard smile.

This British government 'senior official' always wears a handmade three-piece suit, black leather shoes, and a black umbrella that never leaves his hand. Although he looks noble and elegant, John still thinks it is too rigid and formal.

"Now?" When he raised his hand and glanced at the watch, it was already displayed as 4:45 in the afternoon, John frowned, and he had to rush back to cook and feed that big detective Sherlock who was like a baby waiting to be fed.

"Is something wrong?"

"Going back to cook, Sherlock said he wants to eat cheese baked rice tonight." John raised the two bags of ingredients and daily necessities in his hand. Today he went to the London Stock Exchange to stay for an afternoon. I went to a supermarket for shopping, and I have to say that the location of Baker Street is very good. There is a very healthy supermarket less than 500 meters away from it. Otherwise, John must be lazy and just walk home with his bag.

"Oh, my dear brother finally knows that human beings still need to eat to survive?" Mycroft sighed half-truthfully, and then looked at John's eyes softened, but he didn't change anything. Idea to go for afternoon tea. "Then, I think he should be within 40 minutes, get in the car."

As an older brother with a hidden younger brother attribute, Mycroft has always been worried about seeing his older brother since he was a child. Now that Sherlock is about to usher in the most important event in his life, how can he, as an older brother, Shouldn't you be more cautious and treat it more carefully?Thinking of Sherlock's going to start a family, Mycroft felt complicated for a moment.

"Okay." John thought for a while, and decided to follow the car.

"Hello, Mr. Watson." The beautiful secretary in the passenger seat turned her head politely to greet John when he sat in the back seat, and then turned back before John could react and stared at her hand blackberry phone screen.

John deeply felt that "mobile phone control" was referring to this kind of person, but he still nodded to her and greeted her, "Long time no see, Miss Shalia."

However, Miss Secretary automatically blocked her own existence.

"Boss, where are you going?" The driver turned around at this moment and resolved the stiff atmosphere in the car.

“Cafe Margaret.”

The driver who received the instruction turned his head and started the car, and the car began to drive smoothly along the street. Looking at the street scene passing by outside the window, John finally couldn't help but turned around and asked: "McGauf, what do you want me to do?" What's the matter?"

"John, don't worry, let's talk slowly later."

"Ok."

When John got out of the car and walked into the cafe, there was no sound inside, and it seemed that McCoff's men had already cleared the place ahead of time.In his heart, John silently estimated the cost of renting out such an elegantly decorated cafe with authentic oil paintings and antiques on the walls, and then silently set McCauf as a bad example of a prodigal.

In John's view, his own Sherlock doesn't have any sense of money, spends money lavishly, and doesn't know the sufferings of the world. He must have learned from this upright brother who didn't take the lead!

"Do you seem to have any opinions on this cafe?" Mycroft found a corner against the wall and sat down, and asked suddenly.

"No." John looked at Mycroft and said calmly. He had a problem with McCoff's spending money, but he didn't have a problem with this cafe, did he?

"Oh really? It's really interesting." Mycroft didn't explain what was interesting. He picked up the menu card in his hand and asked, "John, what do you want to drink?"

"A cup of coffee with two sugars, thank you."

"Same."

"I remember this is Sherlock's habit?"

"I'm used to it too."

"That's good." Mycroft raised his jaw in satisfaction, put the menu card on the waiter's tray, put his hands together on his lips, and looked at John quietly like this.

"I have to say, John, your change surprised me." Mycroft showed an inscrutable smile, and continued: "I never knew why a person can change so completely, can you talk to me? ?”

"I've changed a lot?" John's heart jumped, but his face was calm.

"Of course, it doesn't refer to appearance. Human is a very strange creature, because he can think and have darkness that is completely inconsistent with the outside. I know more about human nature than Sherlock." Mycroft laughed It is said that he is different from Sherlock who is always a ten-year-old child. He not only has a detached observation and analysis ability for everything, but also knows how to manipulate and use human nature, so he can hold a high position in the British government and handle it with ease. .

McCoff's agents never stopped monitoring John, and he didn't find anything wrong with the reports he submitted. However, he believed in his instincts, and John Watson unconsciously A lot had changed, and he only hoped the change was still within his grasp.

Sherlock Holmes is his only younger brother. As a good older brother, he must take good care of his younger brother's future partner. His younger brother is an extreme type whose IQ far surpasses that of humans, but whose EQ is lower than that of cats and dogs. , Thinking about all the "great deeds" he has been in contact with for so many years, one can understand how poor his understanding of human nature and human beings is.As Sherlock who was already wandering in a gray area, Mycroft sincerely did not hope that the lifelong partner he finally found would bring him any bad guidance and influence, not to mention that this partner was still allowed by him by default.

"Are you doubting that my changes will have a negative impact on Sherlock?" Although John's IQ is not as high as that of the heaven-defying Holmes brothers, he is still a relatively smart person.

"Of course, I'm just a little worried. You won't understand how terrible Sherlock's possessiveness and dependence on you are. This is something that my brother, who has watched him grow up, has never discovered for so many years. John, you Sherlock is a very important person, you understand?"

Because it is too important, every word and deed of John will have an extraordinary influence on Sherlock. Mycroft does not want to push his brother into an abyss with his own hands. If so, he would rather Sherlock is like this Wandering on the edge of the abyss for a lifetime, although he has no great skills, he still has the ability to keep his only young brother and live to old age.

"I know your concerns, but no matter how I change, I will be good to Sherlock." John lowered his eyes, covering any emotions that could be leaked. He understood McCoff's concerns, and Sherlock looked He seems to be noble, indifferent and arrogant - he always looks down on everyone's low-end IQ. In fact, as long as he puts people in his heart, he has a soft and defenseless appearance, which can easily hurt him.

For example, he compromised and suspended Moriarty's death two years ago for the sake of someone he cared about.

"Mycroft, no matter what I become, I will be with Sherlock all my life, don't worry." John paused, looked up and told Mycroft.Although he approached Sherlock in order to complete the systematic tasks, but people are not grass and trees. In these days, the increasingly intimate relationship made John forget that he was still doing the task. He could feel the Unprecedented relaxation and trust, as well as this person's dependence on him and childish possessiveness, more importantly, this mode makes him feel that 221B is his home, and Sherlock is not only his lover but also his His family, this is what he has been pursuing for two lifetimes, he just wants to cherish it now, no matter whether the system can complete the task in the end, he has decided to stay and live a good life with Sherlock.

"Sir, your coffee."

The appearance of the waiter interrupted the momentary silence between the two. John didn't speak, but nodded to the waiter who put the blue carved porcelain cup with coffee on the table and then stepped back.

Picking up the silver coffee spoon in the cup and saucer, he casually stirred the dark liquid, and could smell the faint aroma of Yirgacheffe in the circles of ripples, strong but not strong, pleasant aroma.

"Are you sure you won't have any bad influence on Sherlock?" Mycroft said lightly after taking a sip of his coffee, obviously a simple motivation just gave him an elegant and high-end banquet like a palace banquet.

Although Mycroft's tone didn't change, his demeanor relaxed a lot. John secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. From the moment they met, he felt that McCoff had been carefully observing and testing him. It seemed that he should pass the test. Now, dealing with this kind of person would really kill countless brain cells. Although he felt a little resentful in his heart, he still had to unswervingly promise this younger brother, "Although I don't know if I can make Sherlock become Lei Feng, but he will definitely not be the second Moriarty."

It seems that this trick is still quite effective. Although I don't know what McCoff thinks, but he didn't continue to talk about the impact of Sherlock's life education. Instead, he grabbed John's words curiously and asked: "'Lei Feng' ? A celebrity in China?"

"Yes, I have been very interested in Chinese culture during this time, and I have also studied Chinese. This is a celebrity who belongs to China and has done good deeds that I read in a book." Of course John can speak Chinese. Chinese, but he can't let himself act like he's self-taught, which makes people suspicious.

"I don't want Sherlock to be a crime boss, but I also don't want him to put his own safety at risk for someone else's."

"just like me?"

"No, no, you are Sherlock Holmes' boyfriend, half of Holmes' backup, it doesn't count."

"Oh" he can only be regarded as a 'backup' now?Or 'half'? !

"Speaking of this, I remembered the main purpose of looking for you." Mycroft pushed the cup and saucer aside, crossed his legs, and looked at

John, announced in a flat voice talking about the weather, "Your wedding is scheduled for the middle of next month, and Mommy said it would be a good day, one month before Christmas, you don't need to make any preparations, I have already prepared for you Alright, the dresses are already being customized, and when the time comes, the two of you just need to show up."

"!" The coffee spoon in his hand fell to the ground, and John stared at Mycroft dumbfounded. He... is he going to get married like this? !No mental preparation at all, okay? ! !

"Oh, don't be too happy." Mycroft picked up a snow-white handkerchief and wiped his hands, then waved to John who obviously hadn't recovered yet.

"Is this too sudden?" John murmured.

"Suddenly? How did it happen? You lived together the first time you met, investigated the case together the first time you lived together, and meeting Sherlock again after two years is like you proposing marriage. Now this speed is normal." Mycroft felt It was surprising enough that the two of them would wait until now to decide to be together. As the older brother, it would be more appropriate for him to help his younger brother to settle the marriage as early as possible.

He didn't expect Sherlock to think of marrying John at all, he was afraid that he would forget who he was when he received a strange case, right?So, is it easy for his brother? !

"Why, don't you want to marry Sherlock?"

"I do." John blurted out bravely.Why did Johnson feel the strong oppression in McCoff's words?Is this a naked forced marriage?

"Very well, I'm here to congratulate you as an older brother." Mycroft leaned back in his chair, showing a satisfied smile.

"Ring ring ring ring..."

The familiar mobile phone rang, and John lowered his head and found the latest Apple mobile phone bought by swiping his card for shopping last time from his jacket pocket. The number displayed on the screen was Lestrade's number, but after clicking on the call, It was Sherlock's voice.

"John, show Mycroft the phone." Sherlock's first words came quickly.

"Oh." John obediently handed the mobile phone to Holmes' brother who was sitting across from him.

"Mycroft, what is your business with John? I don't think there is anything important. Then, please release him. I want to meet with John to discuss something important."

"What are you talking about?" Mycroft glanced at John, who was sitting on the seat with a cup of coffee, and gave him a curious look. He smiled instantly, then turned around and continued to talk leisurely with his distraught younger brother.

"fall in love!"

"That's a good reason."

"Don't you have anything else to do? Gossip about us all the time. So, this is you - my dear brother who is out of shape in middle age, with bald hairlines and a pathetic single The reason!!!" Sherlock has always been tireless and tireless in verbally attacking Mycroft.

"Oh my dear brother, of course I have important things to do, am I not talking to you about marriage?"

Very good, this time Sherlock really paused for a second before recovering, and asked directly: "How is it?"

"In the middle of next month, remember to attend your wedding with John."

"very good."

"So, shouldn't you say 'thank you' to your hard-working brother?"

"Wishful thinking, you!"

"Hmph, Sherlock is really bad." Mycroft was not angry, and still had a pampering look, "Okay, I won't disturb your relationship, I will send John to the scene of the crime."

"Hurry up." "Tsk~" After handing back the phone that had been hung up to John, Mycroft raised his hand to signal for someone to send John to the crime scene where Sherlock was.