Chapter 7

7 KLINK ROLLS UP NEXT TO A BENT BICYCLE, AN OLD RADIATOR, AND a rusted riding mower. He crooks his vacuum-hose arm over his head and freezes, now disguised as a broken Shop-Vac. "Hide?" says Klank. "What is 'hide'?" "Pretend you are some kind of broken machine," answers Klink without moving.

KLINK出现在一辆弯曲的自行车，一个旧散热器和一个生锈的割草机旁边。 他把吸尘管的手臂弯在头上，僵住了，现在他伪装成一台坏掉的商店吸尘器。 “藏起来？”克兰克说。“什么是‘hide’？”“假装你是某种坏掉的机器，”克林克一动不动地回答。

Klank stomps over to the garage wall. He karate-chops a fifty-gallon drum in half and crams one of the halves over his head. He sits down next to a busted washing machine. Frank and Watson stop at the back doorway of the shop. "What are you doing?" Frank asks. "I am a clothes dryer," says Klank, his voice echoing inside the drum. Watson checks out what looks pretty much like a robot with a fifty-gallon drum on its head. "Nice try." "WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!" calls the cuckoo one last time. It disappears back into its carved wooden house, and the little wooden doors flap shut. Frank and Watson hustle into Grampa Al's Fix It! shop. "Hello," Frank calls into the dimly lit shop. "Can I help you?"

克兰克大步走到车库的墙边。 他用空手道把一个50加仑的桶劈成两半，然后把其中一半塞在头上。 他坐在一台坏掉的洗衣机旁边。 弗兰克和华生在商店的后门停了下来。 “你在干什么？”弗兰克问。 “我是干衣机，”克兰克说，他的声音在鼓里回响。 沃森检查了一个看起来很像机器人的东西，它的头上有一个50加仑的桶。 “想得美。”“警告!警告!布谷鸟最后一次叫道。 它消失在它的木雕房子里，小木门啪地关上了。 弗兰克和华生匆匆走进阿尔爷爷的“修理它！”商店。 “你好，”弗兰克对着昏暗的店铺喊道。 “我能帮你吗？”

Nobody answers. Frank and Watson scan the shelves and aisles. The rows of old clocks and cameras and saxophones and typewriters and space heaters and tape recorders all seem to move on their own under the swaying repair-shop light. But no one is there. Frank silently motions to Watson to check the front door. Frank crouches and sneaks behind the counter. Nothing. Watson looks out the storefront window. The sidewalks of downtown Midville are nearly empty, like they always are now, ever since someone started buying up buildings and kicking out businesses. Watson scans the street for every detail, as he knows Einstein would. He sees an old man in a long black coat waiting at the bus stop, a blond woman with a stylish fur hunting cap

没有人回答。弗兰克和沃森浏览了货架和过道。 一排排的旧钟、照相机、萨克斯管、打字机、取暖器和录音机在摇曳的修理店灯光下似乎都在自己移动。 但是没有人在那里。弗兰克默默地示意华生去检查前门。 弗兰克蹲下身子，偷偷溜到柜台后面。 什么都没有。华生从店面的窗户往外看。 米德维尔市中心的人行道几乎空无一人，就像现在一样，自从有人开始买下大楼，赶走企业以来。 沃森扫描街道上的每个细节，就像他知道爱因斯坦会做的那样。 他看到一个穿着黑色长外套的老人在汽车站等着，一个戴着时髦皮草猎帽的金发女人

walking a small long-haired dog, an empty blue plastic water bottle in the gutter. Nothing suspicious. "All clear," Watson calls to Frank. Then, "Yikes!" as he turns to find Frank standing right next to him. "I hate when you do that!" "Nothing?" "Nothing," says Watson. "Must be something weird with your motion detector. Nobody in here." Frank scans the clutter of ancient televisions and radios and record players that Grampa Al collects like old friends. He spots one detail that is out of place: a pair of size-five wing-tip shoes, just visible under the old phonograph. "My motion detector is fine," says Frank. "Because the person who triggered it is right behind that gramophone. Come on out, Edison." A kid with a scowly look and hair plastered

遛着一只小长毛狗，水沟里有一个空的蓝色塑料水瓶。 没有什么可疑的。“安全了，”华生对弗兰克喊道。 然后，当他转身发现弗兰克就站在他旁边时，“哎呀！” “我讨厌你那样做！”“什么?”“没什么，”沃森说。 “一定是你的运动检测器出了问题。 这里没人。”弗兰克翻看着阿尔爷爷像老朋友一样收集的那些乱七八糟的老式电视机、收音机和唱机。 他发现了一个不合适的细节：一双5码的翼尖鞋，刚好可以在旧留声机下面看到。 “我的运动检测器没问题，”弗兰克说。 “因为触发它的人就在留声机后面。 出来吧，爱迪生。”一个脸色阴沉，头发灰头土脸的孩子

down over his forehead steps from behind the phonograph's big metal horn. "T. Edison!" says Watson. "What are you doing sneaking into Grampa Al's shop?" "Calm down, Inspector Gadget," says Edison. "I was in the neighborhood. The sign said OPEN. And I just stopped by... to... uh... get my watch fixed. Yeah, that's it. My watch." "Oh," says Watson. "I also wanted to wish you braniacs good luck in the competition tomorrow. What have you got? No, wait—let me guess. A baking-soda model of a volcano?" "Ha!" says Watson.

在他的额头上，从留声机的大金属喇叭后面走过来。 “爱迪生！”沃森说。“你溜进阿尔爷爷的店干什么？”“冷静点，加吉特探长，”爱迪生说。 “我就在附近。 招牌上写着开门。我只是顺路过来… ……嗯…把我的表修好。 是的，就是这样。我的手表。” “哦，”华生说。“我还想祝你们在明天的比赛中好运。 你有什么？不，等等，让我猜猜。 用小苏打做的火山模型？”“哈！”华生说。

"That's a terrible guess." "A car powered by cow farts?" "You wish! You think you're so smart—" "I know I'm so smart," says Edison. "I am a genius." "You won't think you're such a genius," Watson fumes, "when you see Frank Einstein's supersmart—" Frank quickly covers Watson's mouth to stop him from blurting out the next word. "What are you really doing here, Edison?" asks Frank. "You don't even wear a watch."

“这是一个可怕的猜测。” “一辆由牛屁驱动的汽车？”“你希望!你以为你很聪明——”“我知道我很聪明，”爱迪生说。 “我是个天才。”“当你看到弗兰克·爱因斯坦的超级聪明时，你就不会觉得自己是个天才了，”沃森生气地说，“”弗兰克赶紧捂住沃森的嘴，不让他脱口而出下一个词。 “你到底在这里做什么，爱迪生？”弗兰克问。 “你甚至都不戴手表。”