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

"Dear passengers, the plane has just received a sudden change in the weather on the flight route ahead, so that the plane will have to return to Heathrow Airport, and the flight will be delayed. Please do not panic, the plane is normal, and we apologize for the delay. Time is very sorry..."

Listening to the repeated broadcast on the plane, the atmosphere among the passengers in the entire cabin began to become a little restless, and various complaints also swarmed in. The flight attendants had to go back and forth to explain and appease Emotions, I was so busy that I was overwhelmed.However, Sherlock and John seemed a little out of place compared to the excitement around them. Sherlock was crossing his legs and putting his hands on his knees, a clear look that had been expected, while John was completely Everyone shrugged their ears sullenly, and the last glimmer of hope in their hearts was completely shattered by this broadcast.From John's point of view, it was clear that Mycroft was determined to let Sherlock go back to London to settle Moriarty's affairs before letting them go to Las Vegas for their honeymoon.

"Sherlock, can't we let the captain fly directly to Las Vegas?" John raised his head unwillingly, looked eagerly at the big detective sitting beside him, and suggested.If they let the captain ignore the command of the tower and fly directly to Las Vegas, then the sea is as wide as the fish and the sky is as high as the birds, so McCoff can't control them, right?

"John, if you don't want to be chased by a group of fighter jets and smash the plane into a sieve, and then be forced to jump out of the parachute, you should kill this stupid and unrealistic naive idea." Although Sherlock always liked To discredit McCoff in front of John, but no one can deny that McCoff not only has a high IQ like a humanoid computer, but also has power that ordinary people can't match. He is the "British Government"!Oh~ for God's sake!Anyone who believes that "he's just a little civil servant in the government" that Mycroft always keeps saying is a fool whose IQ is not as good as a goldfish! !

"I'm not afraid of heights." John pouted, muttering dissatisfiedly.Isn't it extreme skydiving at a height of [-] meters?He also went to war and took bullets!

"I know you're not afraid of heights, but God knows how angry Mycroft will be when we're taken back to London. Have you thought about the consequences?"

"I've never seen Mycroft really angry."

"John, I sincerely suggest that you should not be ignorant." After Sherlock finished speaking, a dim gleam of light flashed from his green eyes, and his brows were frowned, as if recalling some not-so-good memories.After a while, he put his hand on the back of John's hand on the armrest of the seat, patted it lightly, and directly changed the topic, saying: "John, let's discuss about that script? You are not curious Why is Moriarty still alive in this world?"

"Uh... Speaking of scripts... yes, scripts! I want to ask, how many scripts have you arranged, Sherlock!!" John desperately told himself to be calm and calm, and finally couldn't help roaring out Voice.These so-called "perfect" scripts are one after another, and the big detective is simply talking nonsense when people talk about people, and each person has a different version of interpretation.Is Sherlock's career a consulting detective or a screenwriter? "Also, was the explanation that Mycroft gave me two years ago all nonsense? He lied to me that you were dead, and I believed it like a fool, and I was sad for two full years; then He told me that Moriarty committed suicide by swallowing a gun while confronting you on the roof of St. Barts Hospital. I have always believed in this. Am I just a low-IQ idiot? Playing around with the Mycroft brothers and thinking that everything I've seen, heard, and known is true!"

"John, you have to calm down! Mycroft probably didn't do it on purpose." Maybe he just thought it was fun to play around with John?Sherlock could only vaguely guess what this brother thought.However, it's better not to tell John these words, it will make you sadder if you know it?

"One day I'll take Mycroft's head off and find out what he's thinking!"

"John~"

"...Well, uh, what I mean is... If I can know what McCoff really thinks, it must be that McCoff wants me to know on purpose. What a genius? Look down on us ordinary mortals... "Seeing Sherlock's eyes like looking at an idiot, John muttered and complained less and less about McCoff.At the same time, he silently decided in his heart that he would never listen to what Sherlock and Mycroft said in the future. They were all nonsense and lies, and none of them were true!

"At that time, Moriarty was seriously injured and lost his memory, so they were together." Sherlock reached out and patted John's short brown hair soothingly, and said the answer calmly.

"What does 'together' mean?" John, who was directly stunned by a depth bomb from Sherlock, asked dryly.

"Literally." Withdrawing his hand from the top of John's head, Sherlock could guess early on that when John knew the truth of this matter, there would be such a shocked and unbelievable reaction.Does he want to take a few photos with his mobile phone as a souvenir?Uh, forget it!The fist of his family's former military doctor is no joke.Speaking of this, Sherlock couldn't help being deeply puzzled. John used to be a gentle and docile man. Apart from punching and drawing guns in front of gangsters and lawbreakers, he was as soft and innocent as a little white rabbit in normal times. Harmful, but since when did this man complete the evolution process from a little white rabbit to a tyrannosaur in front of him?Why didn't even he, who always thought he had a high level of insight, never notice it?

"Sherlock!!!" Can this great detective stop habitually wandering into space between talking with him, even if he wants to fall into the realm of thinking things and me, please speak after answering his questions, OK!

Look, the history of biological evolution is amazing!Forcibly evolved John from a docile rabbit that eats grass to a charizard that eats meat! !

"Okay, okay, it means that Moriarty has taken a fancy to Mycroft." After thinking about it, John's question still needs to be answered seriously.

"This is simply more surprising than the annual topic of Sherlock's 'death and resurrection', okay?" These one or two don't think London is too calm these days, so this group of bastards who are afraid of chaos We are all unwilling to be lonely and jump out to create some unexpected topics and confusion for everyone, right?Moreover, McCoff was taken by Moriarty?A British government representing the righteous side is 'followed' by the head of a criminal group (a genius crime consultant). What could be more horrifying and terrifying than this?

"John, don't open your mouth so wide, you can even stuff an egg in." Sherlock stretched out a slender index finger to measure John's mouth in disapproval, and said seriously.

"Don't get too close, tell me clearly!" John closed his mouth reflexively, and then stretched out his palm to push Sherlock's face away.

"You ask McCoff, I don't know. I only know that he is not dead, and I have never seen him in the past two years. I only heard a few words about Moriarty from McCoff occasionally, and I know that Mori Artie is pursuing him, but it doesn't seem to be very successful. God knows what Mycroft is thinking about all day, but I think he should be able to handle it by himself. It's just that this matter needs us to act as a cover for the time being and collude. Just a good show."

"Even if I ask McCoff, I can't get any useful information. I don't want to make a good show, I just want to go to Las Vegas for my honeymoon!" John's current mood can only be described as wanting to cry without tears , the whole person was stupefied and couldn't lift up his spirits.His honeymoon trip with Sherlock, his money-making plan, are all going to be ruined...

"John, it's time for Mycroft to compensate you for your mental and financial damage." Sherlock confidently treated his brother as a mobile cash machine again.

"..." John felt that if they continued to snatch the gold card from McCoff, would it be too much?Even he himself felt a little embarrassed, Sherlock still had such a natural look on his face.With such a younger brother who "eating inside and out", McCoff is sometimes quite pitiful.

"Although I don't know much about the relationship between them, Moriarty may succeed in being our 'sister-in-law'."

"I must be hallucinating!" John shook his head desperately, throwing the thoughts just now to the back of his mind.He didn't hear Sherlock speak, no!Absolutely not!

Even though they were reluctant, John and Sherlock were packed back to London Heathrow International Airport by the Boeing 747 with their luggage, and delivered to the big devil who was already waiting at the airport.

"Sherlock, John, long time no see!" Mycroft, wearing a black three-piece suit as usual, saw John and Sherlock being 'escorted' off the plane by the agents back and forth. He opened his arms and embraced the sullen-faced and tense couple affectionately one by one.

"..."

"..."

The two stared at Mycroft in unison. Didn't they just meet each other not long ago?Mycroft really knows how to open his eyes and talk nonsense!

"Okay, let's get in the car and go back to Downing Street first." Mycroft ignored the struggle of the two people in his arms without looking sideways, and directly dragged them back to his exclusive black car. The driver was nimble He quickly opened the back seat door, allowing McCoff to stuff the two of them in one go, and then closed the car door with a 'snap'.This gave John a momentary illusion that McCoff should not have changed his job to become a human trafficker, right?How impatient to sell the two of them to Moriarty!

"Mycroft...you...you really want to be with that deep...Moriarty?" John took a deep breath, held back but still couldn't hold it back, and asked with some trepidation that he had already sat in the vice seat. The driver's seat ordered the driver to drive, Mycroft swallowed the three words 'Deep Well Ice' that was about to be blurted out, his face turned red from suffocation, Sherlock quickly stretched out his hand to pat his back when he saw it With a smooth back, John was not choked to death by a sip of water.

"What did Sherlock tell you?" The car started and slowly slid out of the airport runway. Only then did McCoff turn his head, and his slightly meaningful eyes paused on Sherlock for a while before slowly sweeping over to John.

"Mycroft, the matter between you and Moriarty is so shameful? John is not an outsider, you will scare him like this!" Sherlock curled his lips in dissatisfaction, stretched out his arms and put John into his arms .

"Sherlock didn't say anything to me, so I was curious and wanted to ask about you and Moriarty, if... if you don't want to talk about it." Even leaning in Sherlock's arms, in Mycroft Under the strong and oppressive eyes, John swallowed nervously subconsciously. Although he was a little lacking in confidence, he finally finished the question with his neck stuck.

"Maybe." With an angry glance at Sherlock, who was in cub-protection mode again, Mycroft shrugged his shoulders towards John, but the words that came out of his mouth were somewhat ambiguous.

"!!!" Anyway, it was John McCoff who admitted it.He could already imagine in his mind how lively the Christmas gathering of the Holmes family would be in the future.It is normal for the Holmes family to have two sons plus a 'daughter-in-law', and now they have to add another 'Deep Well Ice' Jim Moriarty!How much does McCoff dislike "ordinary" human beings, so he chooses a criminal consultant who can fight Sherlock evenly and kill him as a boyfriend! ! ! !