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

Preparing for a wedding is an elaborate and tedious task. If it wasn't the only important wedding in his precious little brother's life, McCoff would have quit early on, even though he was far away in Oklahoma City. Same goes for Daddy and Mommy in Homer who are unhappy!Just like the crown prince Prince Charles and Princess Diana, even if it was a century-old royal wedding, wouldn't he still find an excuse to leave London to relax in the name of monitoring safety?

Well, even having said so much, Mycroft feels that it is better to start the wedding matters that are heavy on the shoulders as soon as possible, given that the wedding is approaching and the parents are nagging and earnestly entrusting them.

The first is the list of people attending the banquet. Mycroft made a decision after careful consideration.

"John, you have to list out the list of invitees." Sherlock held the weird blackened experimental product with pliers in one hand, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket with the other, and quickly glanced down at the list of invitees sent by Mycroft. , and then immediately put the unknown carrion with a strange smell in the tongs carefully into the glass container, threw the tongs away, and decisively pushed open the door of the laboratory and rushed out, deciding to put this An honorable task was quickly passed to John.

"Why is my list of invitees the only one, Sherlock, what about yours?" John was sitting on his office chair in the study reading a magazine. I connected to the printer and printed it out, and then carefully read the form from beginning to end, but the only person on the list who needs to be confirmed is indeed only him and not Sherlock.

"Me? The Holmes family has been arranged by Mycroft so I don't have to worry about it." Sherlock curled his lips. If he was asked to fill it in, it would probably be blank, because he really didn't want to invite some inexplicable and irrelevant people to come to the zoo. What an unpleasant feeling to visit his wedding like a monkey!Although he complained in his heart, Sherlock's eyes were always on John's actions. After seeing that no one was filled at the chief table, Sherlock frowned and asked, "Aren't you going to invite Harry?" ?"

"No! She's not suitable to attend the wedding, and it's better to have anything to do with the free wine. I don't want the wedding to be ruined." John immediately shook his head and refused.What's more, he had already decided that he wanted nothing to do with Harry anymore, even if it was the only and most important moment in his life.And Sherlock, who was squeezed into John's chair, was observing John's expression without any trace, and then rubbed the edge of the A4 paper that was printed out from the printer and still smelled of ink. The list of banquet guests looked inexplicable.

"Okay then, who else wants to come?" Sherlock said, staring.

"Major James Shaoto, who is he?"

"I used to be the commander of the army."

"Never heard you mention it?"

"Oh, is that so?" John shrugged. He just recently saw the list in the address book and made a greeting call to confirm whether he would come to the wedding. He was actually very surprised by Major Shaoto's promise, after all They haven't been in touch since that incident, and they haven't seen each other since they returned to the UK from Afghanistan. They just found out that he lived alone in a remote country, but the specific location is unknown.

"Yes, my memory is never wrong." Sherlock replied decisively.

"OK, I forgot the head office, right?" Sherlock meant that he had a poor memory?Dissatisfied, John reached out and grabbed the pen on the table and continued to fill in, leaving Sherlock aside and ignoring it.

"Well, I just don't want any unknown people approaching you, I won't be happy!"

"...Really?" Well, John felt that Sherlock had finally found the correct passage in his mind this time, so he should forgive him generously once.

"It's more real than the pearls in the mussels." Sherlock said the nasty words with a deadpan expression.

"Okay, let's continue discussing the people below."

"Where are your cousins ​​sitting?" Sherlock asked politely, following John's words.He felt that John was actually very coaxing, as long as he found a love story and copied it by force.

"Uh, the fourth table and the fifth table?"

"Let's arrange it like this." It seems that John's distant relatives are not close to him, Sherlock opened a hard drive specially set up for John in his mind, and silently recorded these contents.

"So, what about the flower girl and the best man?" John handed the list to Sherlock and faxed it to Mycroft, and finally asked curiously.These two items were not included in the form that Mycroft gave them. Could it be that there were only two grooms, a priest and a group of wedding guests in his wedding with Sherlock?It seems a little monotonous.

"Mycroft said he has his own arrangements." Sherlock blinked his emerald eyes, and pressed the button of the fax machine indifferently.

"Oh" So, I am so happy to have an omnipotent elder brother.

So how did McCoff arrange the flower girl and best man candidates?

Flower girl

Office 226 Downing Street

"Crouch Moulton, Uncle Robert's youngest son?" This is a cute kid who looks similar to Sherlock when he was a child, with the same hair color and basically the same curly hair. Sherlock has a unique talent and a lovely personality.This can't help but remind Megoff of the cute 'little angel' Sherlock who was as cute as a child when he was a child.So much so that when he looked at the child sitting on the chair in front of him again, the corners of his eyes and brows softened rarely.This is the child that the parents strongly recommended. It is said that it is the child from their mother's side. It seems that most of Sherlock's unique genes should be inherited from the mother's side. Look!How much does this little boy look like Sherlock when he was a child?

"You are the Mycroft Holmes that father said?" The curly-haired boy sitting on the chair on the third floor looked straight at McCoff with light green eyes and called McCoff's name without hesitation.

"Yes. It seems that you asked me before you came?"

"I heard from my father."

"Oh yeah? Now let's talk about your wedding arrangements. You just have to smile at the tall curly guy before the wedding ceremony, then at the short brown-haired guy, and then Hand over the ring and you will be able to complete the task satisfactorily." According to his experience with Sherlock when he was a child, Mycroft directly pointed out the purpose of coming.

"No!" Crouch Jr. sonorously expressed his refusal.

"You need to wear formal clothes." Mycroft, who was across a large desk, raised his eyebrows, and continued on without moving.

"I do not!!"

"But you have to."

"why?"

"God knows? Anyway, marriage has to be like this." Mycroft spread his hands.How did he know why a few troublesome so-called flower girls were brought along with him when he got married?Is the tradition that has been like this since ancient times to show how pure and sacred human weddings are before God?So, he had to be thankful that Sherlock married a man so that he didn't have to deal with another young girl who was more troublesome and crying!

"You work in the government?" Crouch Jr. opened his light green eyes wide and looked at Mycroft curiously.

"Yes."

"Then have you seen the Queen of England?"

"Often."

"Then can I go to see the Queen? I want to take a photo with her, and my classmates will definitely envy me like that!"

"...Of course." Is it really okay to be young and vanity?

"Keep your word?"

"Once a word is spoken, four horses are hard to follow!"

"Also, is your brother a great detective?"

"So what?"

"I heard that he has seen many strange cases and strange corpses. This is a cool job. Can I follow him to solve crimes when I don't have to go to class? By the way, can you give me some photos of dead bodies as souvenirs Take it home?"

"..." So, is he looking for Sherlock a second-generation heir of the 'world's only consulting detective'?

In short, although the process was a bit tortuous, McCoff finally won the flower boy Crouch Dalton, and now it should be the turn of Sherlock and John's wedding best man.

"So, that means I'm going to be Sherlock's best man?" After Little Crouch was sent away, Inspector Lestrade was also "politely" invited by MI226 agents to his office at [-] Downing Street. Here, on standby for the upcoming wedding.

"No, no, you're going to be John's best man." Mycroft leaned back on the black soft leather chair, leaned his elbows on the desk, and shook his index finger resolutely at Detective Inspector Lestrade.How could he hand over the position of the most important wedding best man in the life of the baby brother?Let this Scotland Yard detective daydream!

"But, haven't you always disliked attending weddings?" Since the two met through Sherlock, they have known each other for more than ten years, but he has never seen Mycroft attend a wedding. He can't spend any lively wedding occasions, but maybe it's just that he doesn't know it.

"Sherlock is my younger brother." If it were someone else, Mycroft wouldn't run over and be a fool!In fact, the Holmes brothers are quite consistent in some ideas, just like McCoff also thinks that a wedding occasion is equivalent to a zoo for people to visit, and the people in it seem very stupid.

"Then what is my duty?"

"Actually, you still have an important task to complete before you become John's best man."

"what?"

"John's bachelor night."

"What! I've got a bachelor's night to go? I'm busy... um... I mean I got a promotion, I have a lot of cases at Scotland Yard. I... I have a family I want to bring my wife and children!" Lestrade racked his brains to politely refuse, and even used such a clumsy excuse as his wife and children in the end.

"I think you want to go back to be a small policeman running errands, don't you?" Mycroft's tone was flat, but the threatening meaning in it was self-evident.

"...I don't want to." Inspector Lestrade was silent for a long time before uttering two words.His face returned to calm, but he was silently cursing this tyrant who could not be resisted in his heart.

"Very well, then let's make such a happy decision." So, under the happy high-five of Mycroft, the two things were settled in such a clean way.

"..." This is basically a landlord who forced to buy and sell to oppress Yang Bailao! !

"But, I..." Still want to be the last dying Mr. Inspector.

"Ok?"

"It's okay, I will accompany John to spend an unforgettable single night!!!"

"Very good..." Before Mycroft finished speaking, the ultra-thin black large-screen mobile phone pressed next to the document lit up. McCoff reached out to pick it up and looked at it, and turned on the call button with a helpless expression.

"Daddy, Mommy, you can go to the square dance with peace of mind, as long as I'm here... You said Little Crouch? Yes, yes, he is really cute, and it is very suitable to be a flower girl. Mommy, you are so wise And what else? . . . what else?"

"Boss, a new situation has appeared."

"Mum, I see. Let's talk next time, I have something to deal with." Turning off the phone and throwing it aside, Mycroft looked up at the secretary who came in with a stack of documents and opened the door, and asked again : "Shalia, what did you just say?"

"Sherlock left Baker Street alone 2 minutes ago. Judging from the direction of the taxi's trajectory, he should have gone to St. Barts Hospital to meet Jasmine Amber."

"Salia, where did you say Sherlock went?" For God's sake!He just helped Sherlock get rid of Mary Morstan, why did he run to St. Barts Hospital to meet another troublesome lady admirer in a blink of an eye? !

"Boss, do you want someone to disrupt their meeting?"

"No, Sherlock is not as easy to deceive as John! When did those clumsy agents not be discovered by Sherlock just by showing their eyes?" Mycroft quickly rejected the secretary's proposal.They are really not afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs, and those agents are lizards with no brains that can't even compare with creatures like pigs!The experience and results of those agents' various disguises approaching Sherlock in those years are a living history of MI[-]'s dark and shameful history! !

"What should I do?"

"What else can I do? Don't let John know about it."

"I know what to do, Boss."

"Go." Without raising his head, Mycroft took out a document, picked up a pen, glanced at the ten lines quickly, and murmured in dissatisfaction, "This Sherlock is about to get married, don't forget to give I get in trouble."

"Well... can I go back to Scotland Yard?" Inspector Lestrade, who deeply felt that his sense of existence had been infinitely transparent, nestled on the chair and asked weakly with his hand raised.

"...Why are you still here?"

"..."

"It's just right, hurry up and find me a more complicated case and throw it to Sherlock. In short, before the wedding, don't let him be so energetic and make troubles and trouble me again!"

"...''It's obviously Sherlock's fault, why is it always him who suffers? I don't know if London, England has recently ushered in the most peaceful and stable period with zero crime rate in history?!! The author has something to say: Everyday It will be updated on time at 7 o'clock in the morning, I hope you will collect a lot n_n)