Zombie [Comprehensive British and American]

"who are you?"

Severus asked, looking warily at the intruder.

"Physiological characteristics are between 15 and [-] years old, and the actual age should be a few years older. He is wary of strangers, subconsciously defensive, and a little nervous. Nerdy, not sociable, doesn't care about appearance, socially impaired personality, likes to do experiments. Oh, Looks like it was another bite."

Severus listened to the visitor's bullet-speed description of himself, the tone and logic sounded familiar no matter what.Severus was not slow either, and immediately asked, "What's your relationship with Mycroft?"

"Oh, the relationship with the deadly enemy. What is your relationship with him? What do you think of him? How about making a deal with me, as long as you are willing to help me monitor McCoff, then I can help you analyze the experimental data. Believe me, it is absolutely very Works a thousand times faster than your ordinary little brain."

After listening to it with a blank expression, Severus went back to his room, reached out and slammed the door "bang—" and locked the door, using magic to prevent people from outside from breaking in and also cut off the sound.Whether it's friend or foe, let Mycroft deal with that psychosis.

"Yo~ boy, are you looking for someone?" Lin Jue said when he entered the door at this time and greeted a stranger in the room.

"The age revealed by the eyes is seriously inconsistent with the appearance, and there is no tension or guard when seeing a stranger suddenly appear in one's house. The behavior pattern does not reveal the age at all, and the appearance is oriental. Of course, if it is a thousand years old, it naturally comes from a few years old. One of the great ancient civilizations. Planting flowers? An interesting country. What do you think of McCoff, I mean, what are you going to do about McCoff."

"Huh? Did you come to see Mycroft? He's gone out." Lin Jue still smiled and said, "Speaking of which, are you and McCoff brothers?"

"Sharp observation and intuition. Great, no wonder that fat man is willing to get along with you." The visitor - Sherlock was not frustrated by being guessed, but found some interesting toys, with an excited expression on his face.

"So what do you want to do here? Looking for Mycroft? Looking for us?" Lin Jue sat on the sofa and invited Sherlock to sit down and talk.

"I just came to see what it's like to turn Mycroft into a non-human... Zombie. Just came to see interesting things. So, you, zombies, don't age or die, so what do you do in your daily life, How long have you lived? Don’t you feel tired or bored? Why did you bite Mycroft? How many people have you bitten? Why did you just happen to be there? Are you going to stay here for the rest of your life?”

Sherlock's questions kept hitting Lin Jue like raindrops. Lin Jue tilted his head and looked at Sherlock: "So you are concerned about Mycroft, and you want to see what kind of person you are. Wouldn't it be bad for him?"

Sherlock immediately stopped asking questions when he heard Lin Jue's words, sat down, and sneered, "Heh - how could I care about that fat man. I'm just curious about unknown creatures."

Lin Jue looked at Sherlock like a cat with fur all over his body, and said, "Oh, since you don't care that much, then it doesn't matter the answer. Why don't we discuss the relationship between you and Mycroft?" ? Are you close brothers? Mycroft seems like a good brother."

"E...what the hell are you talking about?! I'm a deadly enemy with him, okay? Good brother?! Tch—are you telling a joke! That fat guy with a dying hairline and a belly full of sweets?! "

"Oh? Mycroft used to like sweets? Hairline dying?"

"Of course, don't look at him now, he was even fatter before! And the dentist can't save the teeth attacked by sweets! And the hairline is receding every year!"

Lin Jue took out a small notebook in his heart and wrote down the black material that Sherlock said. "It turns out that Siwa is like this... By the way, what is your name? My name is Lin Jue. Well, you probably know your identity."

"Pfft—fourth baby? Is such an ugly name for Mycroft? Ha! I can ridicule him for the rest of my life! Fourth baby? Because he is ranked fourth? So there are three bites before him? Then there are two more What about this one? Hehe, funny, you treat everyone you bite as your child? You have a sense of responsibility to them, so that's why you're here? Oh, by the way, my name is Sherlock."

"Sherlock, it's a good name. Yes, the fourth baby is Mycroft. I regard them as my cubs. After all, I decided to make them zombies, at least let them successfully transition and accept their identities, I won't go crazy or get into too much trouble because of loneliness in the long years."

"Too much trouble means...?" Sherlock asked following Lin Jue's words.

"For example, openly confronting all human beings, like establishing a zombie kingdom, or obeying instincts and constantly sucking human blood to expose oneself being besieged and hunted down by the whole people."

"Interesting. You call this trouble, but there is no right or wrong, standard anti-social personality. But it is also true, you are already used to excluding yourself from human society, your perception of yourself. But I I agree with your point of view, and I have to admit that if an ordinary person suddenly obtains eternal life, it may be as you said, in order to obtain identity recognition, assimilate the people around him or even the whole world, but generally these are cowardly people .Especially the cost is still so low, you only need to bite someone else, and you can even eat it by the way. But for smart people, this is obviously not cost-effective. If you bite one more person, the risk will increase. If it spreads, it will soon be gone It’s time to play. In a world where there are only zombies, not to mention the loss of food sources, everyone will live forever, and sooner or later they will be bored enough to kill each other.”

Lin Jue nodded, agreeing, the central idea was almost the same.

So in the next few hours, the two chatted from zombies to humans, from Mycroft's childhood to the present, from life ideals to hobbies, from astronomy and geography to strange creatures in different worlds.

"Oh~~~It's really interesting. I really want to see the Thestral you mentioned. What is the principle? Is it a living thing or a dead thing?"

"No problem, maybe I can show you if I have a chance. But I can't guarantee it for the time being."

"It doesn't matter. I'm still investigating a case recently. If there is no accident, there will be another victim tomorrow."

"Oh~ By the way, tell me what you do again, it sounds very interesting."

"Consult the detective."

"Cool~ Were you and Mycroft so smart since childhood? Which one of you is smarter?"

"Well... Although I don't want to admit it, he needs to be a little bit smarter."

"Hahaha, you are also very smart, so if you are going to the scene tomorrow, can I go to watch?"

"of course."

When Severus finished making the potion and came out, he saw the two talking happily, and made an appointment to meet again tomorrow.A bit of a bad feeling.

"Hey~ Severus~ This is Sherlock, Mycroft's younger brother. He is a very smart, funny and cute kid~"

Severus looked at Sherlock blankly, recalling the first time the two met... Interesting?cute? "No need, I haven't finished the potion yet, I'm going back." He went back to the room and closed the door.

Lin Jue spread his hands and said to Sherlock, "I can't help it, Sev is just a little shy. Don't take it to heart."

"Oh, never mind, I couldn't care less." Sherlock shrugged. "Speaking of which, you seldom make me feel interesting, can keep up with my thoughts, and don't find me annoying. Although, strictly speaking, you are not a human being."

"I think you and Mycroft are both cute." Lin Jue smiled kindly.

"Cute...? Thank you, I don't think this word has anything to do with me." Mycroft, who entered the door, couldn't help retorting after hearing Lin Jue's comments, and then he saw Sherlock in the room, "Sherlock? ! What are you doing here!"

"Of course I'm here to see what you're secretly hiding and don't want me to know! Do you think I don't know that you don't want to get in touch with Lin Jue! Oh, I want to come and see! And we chatted very well~"

"Well, Siwa, your brother is so cute." Lin Jue echoed behind Sherlock.

Mycroft suddenly felt his temples swell, "Sherlock, what did you guys talk about? And, no, it's an illusion that you think he's cute. After a long time, you'll know that he's just a brat who hasn't grown up. Finally, Don't call me Siwa, I will never admit it."

"Ha~ What do you think? Of course it's your scandal from childhood to adulthood! Four babies!" Sherlock deliberately called Mycroft the new nickname he didn't want.

"Sherlock! You don't know what you're doing! Get out of here!" Mycroft said seriously and affectionately.

"Hmph! I'm going to leave anyway." After speaking, he greeted Lin Jue and made an appointment to meet tomorrow and left.

Mycroft rubbed his head and sent Sherlock out, and then came back to talk to Lin Jue.

"I hope Sherlock didn't bother you."

"Not at all, Sherlock is an interesting person, very cute."

Seeing how Lin Jue liked and appreciated Sherlock, on the one hand, he was relieved that Lin Jue was not irritated by Sherlock - you must know that this is what Sherlock is best at, but McCoff began to worry about another possibility: "Sherlock, he doesn't want to become a zombie."

"Relax, Mycroft, you should be very clear that I am more cautious than anyone else when deciding whether to turn someone into a zombie. Even if Sherlock asks, I will definitely not bite him."

"You're right." Mycroft quickly realized that his reminder was unnecessary.

"It doesn't matter. Sherlock actually came here today to see us, mainly to see if I am any danger to you. You too, if you were any other person, you would never say such a thing. I also know that you have been I deliberately isolated us from your family, probably because of Sherlock. He is as smart as you, but he has great curiosity and pursuit of excitement. Maybe he would be willing to become a zombie just to stimulate freshness. But I I think you can give Sherlock some trust. He is the type of person who least pursues or even despises eternal life. What they pursue is the feeling of being alive. They don't care about life and death. Even compared to death, eternal life may be more important to them Said it was a shackle."

Of course, McCoff knew these truths, but if he cared about it, he would be confused, especially with Lin Jue's absolute power. Even if McCoff had a better understanding of Lin Jue, he still didn't want to take any risks.But Sherlock took the initiative to come to the door, which is not surprising to Mycroft, Sherlock has never let him worry.

That night, Lin Jue and Mycroft talked a lot.About reincarnation, about life and impermanence.Mycroft sat in the living room in the middle of the night thinking for a long time.

The next day, Lin Jue went to see Sherlock for their little adventure as promised.

After talking with Lin Jue last night, McCoff finally let Sherlock get in touch with Lin Jue, at least he can be sure that Lin Jue will not hurt Sherlock.But what McCoff didn't expect was that Lin Jue wouldn't hurt Sherlock, and Sherlock couldn't hurt Lin Jue either.but……

"What?? You blew up Downing Street?!!" Mycroft felt his heart that had stopped beating violently again.

"To be precise, we didn't blow up Downing Street. We removed the bomb in time. We just threw it over Downing Street and saved the people on the street! Do you know how much damage we avoided!" Sherlock poked his waist and said confidently.

"That's right! We are red scarves, okay?" Lin Jue's typical oriental stature, standing behind Sherlock was perfectly covered, bent over to show his head from behind Sherlock, stretched out his hand, and echoed Sherlock.

"You should thank us. If it weren't for us, the British government center you just left office would have been bombed! I have to say that those people are really useless. They left you and immediately messed up. Such a simple terrorist attack No one even noticed!" Sherlock folded his arms and turned on the mocking mode.

"Mortal, mortal~" Lin Jue shook his head behind Sherlock and sighed.

Mycroft watched the two sing together, his temples bulging.

Severus came over, sighed, and said, "Should I go and forget about those Muggles?"

Mycroft frowned, "It's useless. This time it was too public and had too much impact. Almost everyone in London saw the explosion."

"But if they didn't reveal their tracks, the problem shouldn't be too serious, right?" Severus seriously discussed the aftermath with Mycroft.

At this time, Lin Jue took advantage of the gap between the two of them to discuss, and pulled Sherlock into Severus' room.

Mycroft quickly noticed the disappearance of the two, and followed them to see what they were doing in the room.As a result, before he entered Severus' room, he was greeted by an unknown thing as soon as he opened the door.Mycroft exploded with the instinct of a zombie, and he flashed away, but the black, small moving object just now pounced on the face of Severus, who was behind him without any defense.