6 HANDS OFF

CHAPTER 6 HANDS OFF The walk home from school was slower than usual. "Whew!" said Nikki. "I bet we packed twenty thousand things." "What a lame last day of school," said Rip. A few minutes later, they stopped in front of Alexander's house. "All right, guys," said Alexander. "Let's meet at S.S.M.P. headquarters first thing tomorrow, We'll have all day to talk about weird boxes and missing stuff before the sleepover!" "Sounds good!" said Nikki. "Later," mumbled Rip.

从学校回家的路比平时慢。 “哇！”妮基说。“我打赌我们带了两万件东西。” “真是差劲的最后一天，”里普说。 几分钟后，他们在亚历山大家门前停了下来。 “好了，伙计们，”亚历山大说。 “我们明天第一件事就是在S.S.M.P.总部见面，我们有一整天的时间来讨论奇怪的盒子和丢失的东西，然后再去过夜！”“听起来不错！”尼基说。 “以后再说。”瑞普咕哝道。

Alexander headed inside— and gasped! The living room had been turned upside down. His dad popped up from behind an overturned armchair. "Hi, AI!" he said. The room was a jumble of couch cushions, comic books, umbrellas, lamps, and Captain Cuspid action figures. "I've searched every inch of this room," said Alexander's dad. "The Reflecto-900 is gone!" KRICKLE! "What was that?" asked Alexander. Alexander's dad was rooting around under an end table. "Huh? I didn't hear anything." KRICKLE-KRICKLE!

亚历山大冲了进去，倒吸了一口气！客厅被弄得乱七八糟。 他的父亲从一把翻倒的扶手椅后面跳了起来。 “嗨，AI!”他说。房间里乱七八糟地堆满了沙发靠垫、漫画书、雨伞、台灯和卡斯皮德船长的人偶。 “我把这个房间的每一寸地方都找遍了，”亚历山大的爸爸说。 “‘反射900’不见了！”KRICKLE !“那是什么？”亚历山大问。 亚历山大的爸爸在茶几下面翻来翻去。 “嗯?我什么也没听到。” KRICKLE-KRICKLE !

Alexander heard the noise again. It sounded like someone crinkling a bag of chips. And it was coming from upstairs! He tiptoed up the steps, listening for the sound. KRICKLE! Is someone in our bathroom!? Alexander thought. He slowly pushed open the door. CREEEEEAK! A wedge of light cut into the dark bathroom. He stepped inside. The room was silent, But then -KRICKLE! the shower curtain twitched. Alexander threw open the shower curtain, Something small and shiny was skittering around the top like a crab. A crawling hand! It was grayish-white and crinkly.

亚历山大又听到了那声音。 听起来像是有人在揉薯片。 而且是从楼上传来的！他踮着脚尖走上台阶，倾听着声音。 KRICKLE !有人在我们的浴室里吗？ 亚历山大的想法。他慢慢地推开门。 CREEEEEAK !一缕光线照进了黑暗的浴室。 他走了进去。房间里一片寂静，但是——咔嚓！浴帘抽动了一下。 亚历山大掀开浴帘，一个又小又亮的东西像螃蟹一样在上面跳来跳去。 一只爬行的手！它是灰白色的，皱巴巴的。

"Ack!" Alexander jumped back. The hand climbed up the shower curtain. It was holding something golden— his dad's mirror! "Hey!" said Alexander. "Give that back!" The hand jumped to the windowsill. It used the Reflecto-900 to pry open the window. Then it hopped out. Alexander rushed to the window. He could see everything in his yard: a tree, his bike, a birdbath. But no crawling hand. He gasped someone was behind the tree! A tall, grayish-white, shiny figure. Covered in strange little bumps. The figure looked up at Alexander. Then it turned and ran down the street, Alexander's mouth fell open. The Bumpy Mummy?!

“消!”亚历山大跳了回去。 那只手爬上了浴帘。 手里拿着一件金色的东西——他爸爸的镜子！“嘿！”亚历山大说。 “还给我！”那只手跳到了窗台上。 它用反射900撬开了窗户。 然后它跳了出来。亚历山大冲到窗前。 他能看到院子里的一切：一棵树，他的自行车，一个水盆。 但是没有爬行的手。他喘着气说有人在树后面！一个高大的、灰白色的、有光泽的身影。 浑身都是奇怪的小疙瘩。 那个身影抬头看着亚历山大。 然后它转身沿街跑去，亚历山大张大了嘴巴。 颠簸的木乃伊？！