[BBCSherlock-Xover] Circus Spy

Chapter 13 Extra Story Courteous-01

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"I'm bored, give me a case." A tall man with dark brown curly hair stood in front of the desk of Inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard's crime squad.Just 30 seconds ago, this man broke through a group of policemen and broke into Lestrade's office without authorization. If Inspector Lestrade hadn't stopped him in time, he might have been shot randomly by the police shoot dead.

Lestrade closed his eyes in pain, rubbed his hands on his face, and looked up at the man who gave him a headache, "Sherlock, this is a police station, not a playground, you are boring If so, you can invite your friends and go for a ride on the London Eye."

"Gowen, please use your despicable mind. What I need is an exciting case, not childish sightseeing. And, I repeat to you, I don't have and don't need 'friends'."

Lestrade let out a big sigh at these words, and then he picked up his phone, "Well, I'm sure your brother would be happy to hear the news, I think he has a lot of Circus internal affairs waiting to be ordered for you .” After that, he gestured to dial a few numbers.

Sherlock leaned over and snatched the cell phone from Lestrade who was sitting behind the desk, and swept away several of his documents in a panic, "It's my business that I'm bored, you don't need to inform him of everything."

Lestrade stood up to pick up the dropped documents, and looked up at the big boy who was a head taller than him hiding his mobile phone behind him. Lestrade couldn't help but let Lestrade stand up with his tense body and angry defensive look. De couldn't bear it, and looked down at the file in his hand, which happened to be an unsolved case from a few years ago and was about to be sealed.

"Sergeant Donovan, please make a copy for me." Lestrade opened his office door, leaned against the door frame, and handed the file bag to Sally Donovan. Sergeant Donovan said silently. After inquiring about the situation in the house, Lestrade waved his hand to signal her not to worry.

Lestrade turned around, looked at the smug expression on Sherlock's face who obviously knew his purpose, and warned fiercely: "This is the last time, don't make an exception."

"I wasted the time, you got the name of the murderer, you can kill two birds with one stone, why not take it as an example?" Sherlock tilted his head, with an expression of "I really don't understand", which made Lestrade want to pinch his face.

"If you continue to unobtrusively reveal that my subordinates slept with so and so, and so and so did not come home overnight, I really have many ways to make you bored to the point of pain and endlessly. Life. However, if you don’t use bitter sarcasm and don’t embarrass me and my subordinates all the time, I may consider taking you to the scene next time instead of looking at these old files. "Lestrade summed up a lot of ways to deal with this little Holmes during his association with the two brothers of the Holmes family for more than ten years, such as whip and sugar, which is one of the most effective methods.

"On-site? It's a deal." Sherlock squinted his eyes and smiled happily. He walked around Lestrade's office and opened the door to leave. "Oh, Sergeant, your perfume smells very pleasant today, although it's obviously not the same brand as yours from last week."

"Sherlock!" Lestrade knew what he was implying, and he yelled in order to stop the heavy gossip he might say next.

"Oh! Gwen, I just want to compliment her, nothing else." Saying that, Sherlock had already walked away with a copy of the dossier.

Sergeant Donovan looked at Lestrade in bewilderment.Lestrade waved to her, and she closed the door behind him.

Let's hope this case saves Sherlock for a week.

**

Sherlock Holmes is 7 years younger than Mycroft Holmes. According to Mycroft's account of Lestrade in a chat after a bedtime affair, the two had a very good relationship in their childhood. But because of a "mistake" in Mycroft's youth, Sherlock has been estranged from him since then. He didn't specify what kind of "mistake" he made. Greg Lestrade—yes, his name is Greg , instead of Cowen, Gwen, George, Gordon and the like--the little Mr. Holmes never remembered his name--and didn't ask carefully.

Since that "misunderstanding", the relationship between Sherlock and Mycroft has become more and more frosty. After Mycroft's advances were ruthlessly rejected by Sherlock several times, out of extraordinary self-esteem and extremely busy work, For other reasons, Mycroft ignored his young brother for a year, and in this year, this young man with extraordinary IQ and excellent observation skills almost died of an overdose of drugs.

"It would be a loss for Britain to lose him." When Mycroft returned from a business trip to Greece, he was notified by a small policeman that his younger brother was undergoing compulsory detoxification on parole in the detective's residence, and the effect was remarkable. At that time, he expressed his heartfelt gratitude and gratitude, and this noble policeman gave the above answer.

But until now, the boy whose life was saved has not remembered the policeman's name.

**

"Sir, are you going back to the manor for dinner tonight?"

"Where's Mycroft?"

"The master has official business, and he has just informed him that he will not come back for dinner."

"Oh, then I won't go back either." Lestrade glanced at the mountains of official documents on the table, and decided to have a makeshift meal tonight in order to quickly resolve the backlog of annoying documents.

"Yes, sir." Jeremy Black was the butler of the Sherlock Holmes estate and occasionally acted as Mycroft's driver.He would usually confirm whether his master and Mr. Lestrade had returned home for dinner around four o'clock in the afternoon, and usually, both of them were very busy, and they had dinner at home at the same time only four or five days a month.

Prosecutor Caroline Green called when Lestrade was about to finish his work. Lestrade looked at the time subconsciously: 20:16, he did not expect that it was already this time, and he even forgot to eat.

"Detective."

"Hello Prosecutor."

"I just came out of Grayson High Governor and saw that you haven't left yet. Have you eaten yet?"

"Oh, just not, isn't Grayson even willing to invite an admirable lady like you for a meal?"

"What about you?" After being praised by Lestrade, Ms. Green smiled softly, inviting Lestrade as if she hadn't.

Although he was somewhat reluctant, when Lestrade received the call from Ms. Green, he was already mentally prepared to invite her to dinner. Who made her the prosecutor who defrauded a huge amount of social security funds for the elderly? Sometimes, in order to ensure fairness and justice for vulnerable groups, Lestrade has to deal with some uncomfortable people. This rather strong, aggressive and ruthless Ms. Green is one of them.

"I wonder if I have the honor to have a belated dinner with you?"

"Then, I'll wait for you downstairs."

"I'll come right away."

After Lestrade ended the call, he subconsciously looked at his phone. There were no text messages or missed calls. Lestrade put the phone in his windbreaker pocket and left the office.

**

Ms. Green chose a romantic French restaurant, which made Lestrade a little uncomfortable. This scene is a bit misleading, but since it is the person he "invited", he has no good reason to refuse.

The waiter poured wine for the two of them, Green toasted and smiled, but Lestrade secretly scolded arty and extravagant waste——she actually asked a little Scottish detective to invite her to this kind of place, she knew it was equivalent to him Is it one-tenth of a month's salary for the person in the position?Seeing her familiarity, she should come to this kind of place often. Lestrade made a note to himself. If Mycroft needs to clean up the Royal Procuratorate in the future, he will tell Mycroft about this woman's behavior today. .

"My dear, you are distracted." Ms. Green drank half a glass of red wine, a little tipsy, half-closed her eyes and smiled at Lestrade.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Ms. Green, I'm just a little tired. You know, for the police officers of the serious crime unit, writing official documents is really uncomfortable."

"Call me Caroline." Ms. Green raised her glass to touch Lestrade's. "You are being humble. Who doesn't know that you are young and promising."

Lestrade smiled awkwardly, "It's my job to not drink today, I'm sorry." He didn't want to have too much contact with this woman who was notoriously difficult and had a high self-esteem. It was a last resort to stand there.

After the meal, Lestrade sent Ms. Green home out of politeness. On the way to pick up the car, Ms. Green suddenly pressed Lestrade on someone else's car and kissed him hard, scaring Lestrade. Trade jumped and subconsciously pushed her away, but she bit her lip unexpectedly.

"Ms. Green." Lestrade couldn't hide his displeasure at this moment, and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his lips.

"Hmph." After being pushed away, Ms. Green felt that Lestrade didn't know what to do, so she gave him a hateful look and left on her high heels.

Lestrade really wanted to arrest her and handcuff her in the car to accuse her of assaulting the police, but he couldn't do so, so he was very upset. He stepped on the accelerator heavily on the way home. When the car drove into Holmes Manor, he He also deliberately hit the guardrail of the fountain in the middle of the road.

"Damn horny spinster." Lestrade cursed fiercely when his profile hit the airbag.

Jeremy ran out, saw that it was Lestrade, and immediately stepped forward and dragged him out from behind the airbag, "Sir, are you all right?" Seeing that Lestrade's lip was broken, he hurriedly helped him up. Come out, "I'll call the doctor."

"No need, I didn't hit my head, but my lip was broken, I'm fine." Lestrade smiled slightly, gently pushed Jeremy away, walked upstairs, and heard some strange noises in Mycroft's room, Pushing open the door, I saw Mycroft leaning back on the head of the bed, with a young man squeezed between his legs. He was burying his head and sticking out his buttocks, sucking Mycroft hard, making the sound of tsk tsk.

Lestrade was upset at first, and leaned against the door frame with his chest folded, staring at Mycroft's finger inserted into the young man's ass.

"Are you back?" Mycroft's face was so bewildered that he couldn't see clearly under the flickering lights.

Lestrade snorted coldly, "Be careful not to get marks, and don't make Anthea go crazy."

The young man didn't expect anyone to see him, so he trembled in fright. Lestrade thought for a moment, then came in, took the condom on the bedside, rubbed himself a few times, walked behind the young man, and inserted it directly into the condom. He hit him and pumped hard, venting his dissatisfaction in the parking lot just now, which made the young man howl again and again, almost biting off Mycroft's lifeblood.

"What's the matter?" Mycroft asked, putting his finger on Lestrade's lips.

Lestrade glared at him and looked out the window, and said sullenly, "When I entered the yard, I made a small turn and hit your sea god."

Mycroft looked at Lestrade fixedly, without speaking.

Unable to ejaculate for a long time, Lestrade retreated depressedly, put on his pants, went back to his room, and slid into the bathtub.

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Pairing: Mycroft/Lestrade

Characters: Erik, Sherlock

Summary: The work-focused Maggie and the inspector have different views on sex life, and the relationship of more than ten years is about to break down.

Warning: There are H behaviors between non-CPs; the timeline is before the gopher incident, and there is a slight contradiction with the time when Sherlock enters the Circus in the main line, but it can be ignored.