Chapter 5

Chapter 5 "You know who he is?" Dink asked. "Just his first name," Dot Calm said. "He was wearing a bowling shirt with 'Joe' stitched over the pocket." "Now we're getting somewhere!" Josh said. "I think the name of his team was printed on the back of his shirt," Dot added. "I noticed it when he left, but he was too far away to read it." Josh pulled out his pencil and flipped over the piece of drawing paper Hector had given him. "I can sketch him if you tell me what he looked like," he said. "You can?" Dot asked. "Okay, let me see. His hair was dark and kind of floppy. He had a little

第五章“你知道他是谁吗?”丁克问道。 “只知道他的名字。” “他穿着一件保龄球衫，口袋上绣着‘乔’。” “现在我们有进展了!”杰克说。 “我想他的球队名字印在了他的衬衫后面，”多特补充道。 “他离开的时候我注意到了，但他离得太远了，看不清。” 乔希拿出铅笔，在赫克托耳给他的那张画纸上翻了一下。 “如果你告诉我他长什么样，我可以给他画个素描，”他说。 “可以吗?”点问。“好吧，让我看看。 他的头发是黑色的，有点蓬松。 他有一点

mustache, too, a skinny one. And he had a space between his two front teeth." "About how old was he?" Ruth Rose asked as Josh sketched. Dot closed her eyes and snapped her bubble gum. "I'd say about twenty-five or so," she said finally. "Did he have any scars or tattoos or anything?" Dink asked, watching the thief's face take shape on Josh's paper. Dot shook her head. "Not that I can remember." Josh held up his drawing so Dot Calm could see it. "Does that look like the guy?" he asked. "Yeah, pretty much," she said. "But you drew his chin too square. He had kind of a pointy chin." Josh erased the man's chin, made a few more pencil marks, and then showed her the drawing again. "That's him!" she said. "Boy, you could make a living as an artist!"

还有胡子，很细的胡子。 他的两颗门牙之间还有空隙。” “他多大了?”露丝·罗斯在乔希画速写时问道。 多特闭上眼睛，啪地一声嚼着泡泡糖。 “我想大概有25个左右，”她最后说。 “他有什么伤疤、纹身之类的吗?”丁克看着小偷的脸在乔希的纸上逐渐成形，问道。 多特摇了摇头。“我记得没有。” 乔希举起他的画，好让多点冷静看到。 “这看起来像那个人吗?”他问。 “是的，差不多，”她说。 “但是你把他的下巴画得太方了。 他的下巴有点尖。” 乔希擦去了那个人的下巴，又用铅笔做了几个记号，然后又给她看了一遍画。 “就是他!”她说。“孩子，你可以以艺术家的身份谋生!”

Josh blushed. "Thanks, that's what I want to do when I grow up." Ruth Rose looked at Dink and Josh. "We should take this to the police station and show it to Officer Fallon," she said. "Good idea," Dink said. The kids thanked Dot Calm and started to leave. "Hey, I just thought of something," she called after them. "Joe said he was thinking of moving to California if he ever got enough money."

Josh脸红了。“谢谢，这就是我长大后想做的事情。” 露丝·罗斯看着丁克和乔希。 “我们应该把这个带到警察局，给法伦警官看，”她说。 “好主意，”丁克说。孩子们谢过多姆斯，开始离开。 “嘿，我刚想到一件事，”她在他们身后喊道。 “乔说如果他有足够的钱，他打算搬到加利福尼亚去。”

"Thanks," Dink said. "We'll tell Officer Fallon." They hurried out of the supermarket. Snow was still falling. The wind blew it into their faces, and flakes caught on their eyelashes. Josh slipped his drawing inside his jacket to keep it dry. A few minutes later they tapped on Officer Fallon's door inside the police station. "Come on in," he said. "How about a Christmas goody?" He held out a paper plate of cookies. "We want to report a crime," Dink said, taking a cookie and sitting on one of the chairs in the office. Josh and Ruth Rose each took one, then sat next to Dink. Josh broke his cookie in half and gave a chunk to Pal. Officer Fallon leaned on his elbows. "I'm listening," he said. Dink told him about the lottery tickets stolen from Lucky's house. Officer Fallon let out a low whistle when Dink said "seven million dollars." Ruth Rose continued, telling Officer Fallon about visiting Lucky's grand-father. And Josh finished by telling about their talk with Dot Calm.

“谢谢，”丁克说。“我们会告诉法伦警官的。” 他们匆匆走出了超市。 雪还在下。风把雪花吹到他们脸上，雪花落在他们的睫毛上。 乔希把他的画塞进他的夹克里以保持干燥。 几分钟后，他们在警察局敲了敲法伦警官的门。 “进来吧，”他说。“圣诞糖果怎么样?”他拿出一纸盘饼干。 “我们想举报一起犯罪，”丁克说着拿了一块饼干，坐在办公室的一把椅子上。 乔希和露丝·罗斯每人拿了一个，然后坐在丁克旁边。 乔希把饼干掰成两半，给了帕尔一大块。 法伦警官靠在胳膊肘上。 “我在听，”他说。丁克告诉了他从幸运仔家偷彩票的事。 当丁克说“七百万美元”时，法伦警官轻轻地吹了一声口哨。 露丝·罗斯继续说着，告诉法伦警官她去看望幸运的爷爷。 最后Josh讲述了他们和Dot Calm的谈话。

He slid his drawing out from under his jacket and showed it to Officer Fallon. "She told us his name is Joe," he said. "Pretty good artwork, Josh," Officer Fallon said, studying the drawing. "You know, this face looks familiar." "Do you think we can find him before tomorrow?" Dink asked. Officer Fallon raised one eyebrow. "I can't trace him without knowing his last name," he said. "Why the rush?" "Because tomorrow he can cash in Lucky's lottery ticket," Ruth Rose said. "And the lottery lady said the guy is heading for California!" Josh added. Officer Fallon stood up. "I'll do my best. Josh, can I keep this sketch?" "Well, I was planning to finish drawing Ruth Rose," he said. "I started a picture on the back." Officer Fallon flipped the paper over. He grinned at Ruth Rose. "Is that a bird on your head?" "It's a parakeet," Ruth Rose said, then explained about Blue Boy.

他从夹克里抽出手枪，给法伦警官看。 “她告诉我们他叫乔，”他说。 “相当不错的艺术品，乔希，”法伦警官一边说，一边研究那幅画。 “你知道，这张脸看起来很眼熟。” “你觉得我们能在明天之前找到他吗?”丁克问道。 法伦警官扬起了一条眉毛。 “在不知道他姓什么的情况下，我无法追踪他，”他说。 “为什么这么急?”“因为明天他就可以兑现幸运的彩票了，”露丝·罗斯说。 “彩票小姐说这家伙要去加州!”杰克说。 法伦警官站了起来。“我会尽力的。 乔希，我能留着这张素描吗?”“嗯，我正打算画完露丝·罗斯，”他说。 “我在背面画了一张。” 法伦警官把报纸翻过来。 他朝露丝·罗斯咧嘴一笑。“你头上有只鸟吗?”“是一只长尾小鹦鹉，”露丝·罗斯说，然后解释了蓝男孩的事。

Dink told Officer Fallon about Zelda Zoot. "Hector said she steals cookies," he added. "We'll check her out," Officer Fallon said, heading for the copying machine. He placed Josh's drawing on the machine, made a copy, and handed the original back to Josh. "I'll circulate the sketch and see what turns up," he said. "What happens if you don't find the crook in time?" Dink asked. "Well, that's a problem," Officer Fallon said. "As far as I know, whoever presents a winning lottery ticket gets the money, no questions asked." "Even if they stole it?" Josh said. "That's not fair!" "I know it isn't fair," Officer Fallon said. "But the lottery people have to award the money to the ticket holder." Officer Fallon thought for a minute. "I suppose if they had proof that the ticket was stolen, they would hold back the money." He looked at the kids. "But you have no real proof. Your friend can't prove his grandfather bought the tickets or sent them." Dink stood up. "Then we'll get proof!" he said.

丁克把塞尔达·祖特的事告诉了法伦警官。 “赫克托说她偷饼干，”他补充说。 “我们会检查她的，”法伦警官说着，朝复印机走去。 他把乔希的画放在机器上，复制了一份，然后把原件还给了乔希。 “我会传阅草图，看看会有什么发现，”他说。 “如果你没有及时找到那个骗子，会发生什么?”丁克问道。 “嗯，这是个问题，”法伦说。 “据我所知，谁出示了中奖的彩票，谁就能得到这笔钱，不会问任何问题。” “即使是他们偷的?”杰克说。 “这不公平!”“我知道这不公平，”法伦说。 “但彩票人员必须把钱奖励给持票人。” 法伦警官想了一会儿。 “我想，如果他们有证据证明彩票是被偷的，他们就会扣留这笔钱。” 他看着孩子们。“但是你没有真正的证据。 你的朋友不能证明他的祖父买了或寄了票。” 丁克站了起来。“那我们就有证据了!”他说。