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

London Heathrow International Airport, often referred to simply as Heathrow Airport, is located in Hillingdon, Greater London, England, only 15 miles from the center of London.London Heathrow International Airport is not only the hub airport of British Airways and Virgin Atlantic and the main domestic airport of British Airways, but also the most important international airport in London and one of the busiest airports in the UK and even in the world.

A black car drove into the runway of Heathrow Airport and stopped slowly in front of a Boeing 747 with the Air London logo printed on the tail of the white fuselage. Two people stood beside the car holding hands old couple with white hair and childlike face.

"Daddy, Mommy, why did you come here? Don't even discuss it with me!" McCoff in a black suit stretched out his hand to push the car door, stepped out of the black car, and stood angrily at his pair of superb In front of parents.You must know that he always has endless things to deal with in public and private affairs every day. The incompetent politicians in the British government always need him to handle so many official affairs. In private, the relationship between his brother and his wife is in crisis. Lying alone in the hospital, that idiot Sherlock didn't know where to go to think about life issues. Why did Mommy and Daddy suddenly come from Oklahoma to London to add to the chaos at this critical moment?Enough is enough! !

"Oh~ for God's sake! Dear Makoff, my 'daughter-in-law' was shot, how could we not come and take care of her?!" Old Mrs. Holmes held her husband's arm, plausibly Said to her eldest son.

"Mommy, first, my name is not 'Maicoff', because I am not young, and it is not appropriate for a grown man to be called such a childish name; second, even if John has two more hits Gun, there is no need for you two to come here to take care of him, come on, you can't even take care of yourself, and you can count on you to take care of the injured John? I think it is better to have the best doctors and nurses in the hospital to take care of him It's more than enough." Mycroft raised his eyebrows, and subconsciously corrected Mrs. Holmes' words.There is also an implication that if the old Sherlock Holmes joins the care routine, Mycroft will have to redeploy people to clean up the mess. God knows how clumsy his parents are. I really hope that he and Sherlock can grow up smoothly. Thinking about it makes people feel bitter.

Sherlock was a little luckier than his elder brother. Compared with the old Sherlock Holmes's free-range policy, at least his elder brother worked hard to grow up.Well, although the process went smoothly, the end result was that people were not supported properly, but it wasn't all his fault, was it?McCoff directly shirked responsibility.

"Okay, Don't be so shy, old man, let's get in the car and go to the hospital to see John." Old Mrs. Holmes waved her hand at McCoff nonchalantly, opened the car door, and took Old Holmes away first. Mr. pushed into the back seat of the car and put one hand on the car window. Old Mrs. Holmes frowned and asked, "McCoff, are you still in the car?"

"I told you not to call me 'Macrof'. I don't know, but you thought it was selling croquettes?" Standing where he was, McCoff retorted dissatisfied.McCoff?He's younger than Sherlock!

"What's wrong with buying biscuits? Your daddy likes to eat the biscuits I make, and he likes all kinds of biscuits~ Also, your Uncle Fei De just runs a bakery. When you were young, you especially liked to go to Where is he going to buy cakes to eat, even if your dad and I stop it again and again, it’s useless, but you are cute when you eat chubby, much cuter than now. Mycroft, your dad and I Both of them don't mind that you are fat, why are you working so hard to lose weight?"

"I'm just afraid that my body will experience three highs!"

"Well, I knew you were afraid that Sherlock would dislike you, and I knew it without telling you."

"Go in, we're going to drive." Mycroft rolled his eyes silently, strode to the front car, opened the door and sat in, not bothering to pay attention to his delusional mommy, and old Mrs. Holmes Seeing that Mycroft was determined to ignore him, she could only get into the car, shifted the label, and continued to babble with old Mr. Holmes as if complaining, but the old Mr. Holmes sitting next to her did not appear impatient at all. , but as always, showing a gentle smile and quietly listening to his wife's words, occasionally answering a sentence or two, the atmosphere is calm with a bit of tacit understanding and warmth unique to their husband and wife.

"Boss, are you going to the hospital now?" The driver in the black suit turned around and asked Mycroft.

"Now drive directly to the Royal Hospital." Mycroft looked up and glanced indistinctly in the rearview mirror, then stretched out his hand to straighten the hem of his suit, and instructed the driver.

John, who was wearing a loose hospital gown with white background and blue stripes, was hanging water in one hand and leaning on the open window with the other hand. When he heard the door being pushed, he turned around with a look of surprise on his face. When he saw that it was the other three members of the Holmes family. After that, the disappointed expression on his face immediately overflowed.But then he immediately put on a smile and walked towards them slowly, holding on to the bottle rack.

"Dear John, how do you feel? You don't know how anxious me and the old man were when we heard the news that you had been shot. We immediately booked a plane ticket to fly over from Oklahoma to see you. "The old Mrs. Holmes reached out and hugged John affectionately, carefully avoiding John's other hand that was still dangling with a needle.

"You must know that the old woman and I have never taken a plane from our hometown to London in the past few decades. I mean it is not safe, and we prefer to be more down-to-earth." Old Mr. Holmes stood Behind his wife, he explained to John.His words are not exaggerated, maybe everyone has such a little eccentricity, right?The two of them have a tacit understanding that unless they have to, they will not think of all kinds of planes in the sky if they can take ground transportation. "How are you feeling, John? How long does the doctor say you need to stay in the hospital?"

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry too much." John smiled after the old Mrs. Holmes let go of his hand, and walked up to the old Mr. Holmes and hugged him spontaneously. After letting go, he explained. At the British Government next to the door frame of the ward, John asked strangely: "Mycroft, why are you free to come here today?"

You know, when this elder brother came to see him yesterday morning, he mentioned that he seems to have several important meetings today, so he won't be free.As Sherlock's elder brother, when Sherlock was missing, Mycroft had already taken a lot of time from his busy official duties to spend on the hospital and John. John felt extremely guilty about this, and of course there was nothing wrong with it. Opinion.

"Me? I have 10 minutes to spare. Can let them talk to you and throw them back in the car to the airport and back to Oklahoma. By the way, I already called Thalia I'm calling to book your return tickets later." Mycroft nodded to John, raised his hand, looked down at the watch on his wrist, and said the arrangement.

"Mycroft, it's outrageous for you to do this, we are your biological parents, how can you think about throwing us back to our hometown after we haven't seen each other for such a long time! Old man, don’t you think so?” Mrs. Holmes took a few steps from behind John, put her hands on her hips, and said with a face of accusation, and looked expectantly at her loyal ally after speaking, and would never refute her words wife.After seeing old Mr. Holmes nodding his head as expected, old Mrs. Holmes looked at her elder son more naturally.

"My dear Mummy, your son still has a lot of business to do, so he doesn't have much time to mess around with you. You came to London just to see how John is doing after his injury, don't you? Look at it now Now, I’ve said it, it’s a matter of course to go back.” Mycroft leaned against the door frame unmoved, and continued: “I have to tell you that there are still 18 minutes left, you should hurry up It’s better to finish what you have to say.”

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Mycroft is indeed the ultimate ruler of the Holmes family. These are the words that came out of the hearts of the three Johns who looked at each other.Uh... Since they can't resist, it's better for them to hurry up and talk.

"John, how did you get hurt? Who shot you like this?" Stretching out her hand to help John return to the hospital bed to lie down, she stretched out her hand to straighten the pillow. Old Mrs. Holmes looked at John's wounded and bandaged left side. The expression on his chest and face also changed from distressed to angry.John is such a good boy, those bastards can do it?It's too much, when their Sherlock Holmes family doesn't exist, right? ! "If I knew who wounded John, I'd kick him hard with my feet!"

"Well... Mommy, why don't you sit down? You must be tired from the airport all the way, right?" John said that he changed the subject, and as soon as he finished speaking, old Mr. Holmes hurriedly dragged a man from the corner of the ward. A chair was placed behind his wife, and he sat down with her shoulders pressed down. This kind of natural feeling made John feel a little envious from the bottom of his heart.Looking at the deep affection between the old Sherlock Holmes and his wife, and thinking about that Sherlock who has never appeared in front of him since he was shot and woke up, John suddenly felt some sourness in his nasal cavity inexplicably, that damned bastard !It's been such a long time, and I still haven't figured it out, is his EQ not as good as a goldfish?What a disappointment.

Speaking of the woman who wounded him with a gun, John actually didn't know where Mary was being taken by McCoff now.Since he was able to get out of bed and walk around, he also inquired about Mary's situation in the Royal Hospital, but it seemed that all the staff in the hospital had been ordered to keep confidential, so he couldn't get any useful news out.And what about McCoff?Even if he wanted to ask the question again, he felt timid when he saw the half-smile that Mycroft looked at him.Well, John actually thinks that his performance in front of McCoff is quite good. May I ask who can remain calm when he sees the oppressive momentum of this powerful British government?Of course, except for Sherlock, he is the only one who can not only completely ignore McCoff's aura, eyes and tone, but also the only person in this world who can give McCoff a headache but can't simply leave it alone.

What made John feel a little relieved was that the arrangement of Mycroft finally reflected a benefit. At least he made it impossible for the old Mrs. Holmes and Mary to meet, otherwise, this scene between women The battle scenes must be very hot.Mary is not easy to mess with, but the old Mrs. Holmes is even more difficult to mess with. Let me ask, is it an ordinary woman who can raise the devil Mycroft and the great detective Sherlock?Think about Mrs. Hudson, who looks ordinary but is very extraordinary?Women these days, no matter how old or young they are, are better at acting and better at deceiving people.

"My wife has something to say quickly, time waits for no one." Old Mrs. Holmes first glanced at McCoff, then raised her head, stretched out her hand and tugged on the sleeve of her gray suit, and said eagerly.

"...John, when can you leave the hospital? Or, go back to your hometown in Oklahoma and let us take care of you after you leave the hospital. Although the old woman can't do housework, she can make excellent snacks." Old Sherlock Holmes The husband looked down at his wife helplessly. He is a person who is not good at words. Asking him to speak at this time, isn't it obviously embarrassing him?After dawdling for a long time, old Mr. Holmes managed to utter a few words.

"Dean James said that he should stay in the hospital for observation for at least half a month. If possible, I would like to leave the hospital as soon as possible." After all, who would like to stay in this cold and white hospital?Even if you are not sick, you will be forced to get sick.

"Go back to your hometown in half a month?"

"Uh... I want to stay in London." Sherlock is still missing now, who knows that he ran back to Oklahoma to live for a while, will that guy with a ninth-level handicap kill him at any time? To starve to death?Even if he can't die, he will still feel distressed if he has a stomachache and headache, not to mention that he really misses that unreliable detective, alas...

"You really don't want to go back? Or, the two of us will move to 221B together for a while." Old Mrs. Holmes was obviously disappointed, and then she continued to suggest without giving up.Sherlock and John have been married for some time. They are parents who are not in a hurry to get in touch with the 'daughter-in-law'. This time, it is definitely a great opportunity to stay in London under the pretext of taking care of John's health. , Don't miss this opportunity and don't come again.

"...I don't think it's necessary. Mrs. Hudson will take care of me in 221B. If she finds out that you have taken her job, Mrs. Hudson will be angry." John forced the words of agreement from his throat Swallowed it back.He doesn't care, but the problem is that if the big detective finds out that the old Sherlock Holmes lived in 221B, he will definitely lose his temper, and after making a mess of the house, he will start trying to torment everyone, and he will be the first to bear the brunt!

"Well then, we will come to London to visit you and Sherlock when we have time. Uh... Speaking of Sherlock, where is our little son?" Hearing John's refusal, old Mrs. Holmes shrugged regretfully. She shrugged her shoulders, and then looked around the ward curiously. Well, she didn't have much hope for this proposal. Based on what they knew about Sherlock, even if John wanted to take him and his wife into 221B Baker Street for a long time, he would be powerless. .

But why didn't Sherlock accompany the injured John in the ward?

"Ahem... Well, Sherlock was sent to work by me." Mycroft's light gray eyes flickered slightly, and the posture that had remained unchanged since the old Sherlock Holmes's introduction finally changed. Leaning away from the door frame, he stood up straight and answered in place of the speechless John.

"Mycroft, John is injured like this, and you still send Sherlock to work? What job is more important than taking care of John?" Old Mrs. Holmes turned around from the chair, her eyes were very dissatisfied. Look at Mycroft.

"The facts are state secrets, no comment!" Unmoved, Mycroft blurted out the excuses he had always given to the old Holmes and his wife.

"Mycroft... don't keep using this sentence to perfuse us."

"This sentence is very useful." In fact, as long as he pulls out this excuse, he can shut up his nagging parents, so why not do it?

"It's time for blood pressure measurement and dressing change." The female nurse holding a small white cart came in and said softly to the people in the ward.

"Daddy, Mommy, it's time. I'll have someone take you back to the airport." Seeing the nurses busy around John, Mycroft urged with a slight frown.

"Mycroft~ Can we really not stay?"

"Yup?"

"No." To let them stay is to increase his own workload, which is not acceptable!Facing the pitiful begging eyes of the old Holmes couple, Mycroft directly refused.

"John~ Shall we stay?"

"We'll take care of you."

"Hehe...you go all the way, go back and take good care of yourself, we will go back to visit you when we are free." John was cooperating with the nurses to change the needle water, while dealing with the two old people with a haha.

"Okay then, we won't bother you. Remember to take Sherlock and McCoff home to visit us in the future. It's better to stay for a few more days. You know you didn't even finish Christmas last time. I just ran back to London, which made us both very sad." Seeing that the old Mrs. Holmes really had no hope of staying in London, she could only wave her hand at John, and reluctantly held the old Mr. Holmes's arm while turning her head. They left the ward together.

"Mommy, I told you not to call me 'McCoff'. Why do you openly mention this title in front of John?"

"Maicoff, you are becoming more and more unfilial, how dare you murder me?"

"Old woman, don't pull my sleeves anymore, the clothes will be torn off by you..."

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The gossip and homely conversations in the corridor outside the ward gradually disappeared in my ears, and the arc of the corner of John's mouth did not fall for a long time. He has become a person who has a family and a family and someone cares about him, right?

The only thing that makes John regret is that from the time he woke up until he was discharged from the hospital and then moved back to 221B Baker Street, the big detective never showed up.

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