39 Chapter 39

Chapter 39 Everyone in the reading room was quietly lost in the adventures of Sherlock Holmes. Kyle had just finished a pretty cool story called "A Scandal in Bohemia," about a king who was going to get married to a royal heiress with maybe six names. But the king was being blackmailed by an old girlfriend, an opera singer from New Jersey named Irene Adler. Something Sherlock Holmes said to Dr. Watson early in the story really stuck with Kyle: "You see, but you do not observe."

第三十九章阅览室里的每个人都静静地沉浸在夏洛克·福尔摩斯的冒险故事中。 凯尔刚刚完成了一个很酷的故事，叫做《波西米亚丑闻》，讲的是一个国王要和一个有六个名字的皇室女继承人结婚。 但是国王被他的前女友勒索了，她是新泽西的歌剧演唱家艾琳·艾德勒。 夏洛克·福尔摩斯对福尔摩斯医生说过的话。 故事一开始，华生就对凯尔念念不忘:“你看到了，但你没有观察到。”

Kyle figured that was why Mr. Lemoncello wanted them all to take a break from chasing clues and read these classic mysteries. Not to find new clues but to become better puzzle solvers. Had they been seeing things without really observing them? Probably. Reading the story was also kind of fun. Kyle could totally see Holmes's apartment at 221b Baker Street and the snooty king and the horsedrawn carriages on the foggy London streets and the disguises Holmes wore and the smoke bomb Dr. Watson tossed through a window and everybody on the street screaming, "Fire!" It was like he was watching a 3-D IMAX movie in his head. Kyle couldn't wait to start the second story in the book, "The Adventure of the Red- Headed League." "How's it going?" whispered Akimi. "This book is pretty cool. This Sir Arthur Conan Doyle guy knows how to keep his readers hooked." "His characters leap off the pages," said Sierra. "Yeah," said Miguel. "I dig the 'consulting detective.' "

凯尔认为，这就是莱蒙切罗先生希望他们都能从追查线索中休息一下，阅读这些经典推理小说的原因。 不是为了寻找新的线索，而是为了成为更好的解谜者。 难道他们只是看到了一些东西，却没有真正观察到它们吗? 可能。读这个故事也是一种乐趣。 凯尔完全可以看到福尔摩斯在贝克街221b号的公寓、傲慢的国王、雾蒙蒙的伦敦街道上的马车、福尔摩斯的伪装和烟雾弹。 华生从窗户扔了出去，街上的人都在尖叫:“着火了!”就像他在脑子里看3d IMAX电影。 凯尔迫不及待地开始了书中的第二个故事，“红发联盟的冒险”。 “怎么样?”明美小声问。 “这本书很酷。 这个阿瑟·柯南·道尔爵士知道如何让他的读者着迷。” 塞拉说:“他笔下的人物让人眼前一亮。” “是的，”米格尔说。“我喜欢‘咨询侦探’。’”

"Huh?" said Kyle. "That's what Holmes calls himself sometimes." "Oh. I've only read one story so far and …" Suddenly, something seemed odd to Kyle. "Hey—how come Conan Doyle isn't one of those statues up there?" "What do you mean?" said Akimi. "He's a famous author, right? How come they're projecting a statue of a modern writer like Pseudonymous Bosch but not the author who created a classic like Sherlock Holmes?" "Good question, bro," said Miguel. "I need to consult with my brother Curtis." "How come?" "Curtis has read more books than anyone I know, except maybe Sierra. He scored an 808 on his SAT Subject Test in Literature." "Uh, Kyle?" said Akimi. "I think the top score for any SAT test is 800." "Yep. Then Curtis took it. They had to raise it." "So maybe he can help us figure out what's up with all the statues," said Miguel. "Exactly. Why these ten? Why not ten other writers?"

“嗯?”凯尔说。“福尔摩斯有时就是这样称呼自己的。” “哦。到目前为止，我只读了一个故事，而且……”突然，凯尔觉得有些奇怪。 “嘿——柯南·道尔怎么不在上面的雕像里呢?”“你是什么意思?”明美说。 “他是个著名作家，对吧?” 为什么他们要展示一个像博斯这样的现代作家的雕像，而不是一个创造了像福尔摩斯这样经典作品的作家的雕像呢?”“问得好，兄弟，”米格尔说。 "我得和我哥哥柯蒂斯商量一下" “怎么?”“柯蒂斯读过的书比我认识的任何人都多，也许除了塞拉。 他在SAT文学科目考试中得了808分。” “嗯，凯尔?”明美说。“我认为任何SAT考试的最高分数都是800分。” “是的。然后柯蒂斯拿走了。 他们不得不提高它。”米格尔说:“也许他能帮我们弄清楚这些雕像到底是怎么回事。” “没错。为什么是这十个?为什么不是其他十个作家呢?”

"Why not the same ten Bridgette Wadge had for her Extreme Challenge?" added Sierra. Kyle looked around the room. "Mrs. Tobin? Hello? Mrs. Tobin?" The hazy holographic image of the 1960s librarian flickered into view. "How may I help you, KYLE?" "I'd like to talk to an expert." "And whom do you wish to speak to?" "Mr. Curtis Keeley." "Your brother?" "And an SAT-certified expert on the subject of literature and authors and other literary-type junk." Suddenly, the hologram vanished and Dr. Zinchenko's voice came over the ceiling speakers. "This is a rather irregular request, Mr. Keeley." "Hey," said Akimi, "this whole game is rather irregular, don't ya think?" "We just need some more data," said Kyle. "Because, like Sherlock says to Dr. Watson, 'it is a capital mistake to theorize before one has data.' " "I take it you're enjoying your book?" said the librarian.

“为什么不像布里奇特·沃奇在极限挑战赛中一样选择10个呢?”塞拉补充道。 凯尔环顾了一下房间。 “托宾太太?喂?托宾太太?”20世纪60年代图书管理员模糊的全息图像闪现在眼前。 “我能帮你什么忙吗，凯尔?”“我想和专家谈谈。” “你想和谁说话?”“先生。 柯蒂斯基利。”“你弟弟?”“还是个通过sat考试的文学、作家和其他文学类垃圾方面的专家。” 突然，全息图消失了。 津琴科的声音从天花板上的扩音器里传了过来。 “这是一个很不正常的请求，基利先生。” “嘿，”明美说，“整个游戏都很不规矩，你不觉得吗?”“我们只是需要更多的数据，”凯尔说。 “因为，就像夏洛克对福尔摩斯医生说的那样。 华生，在没有得到数据之前就下结论是一个严重的错误。“我想你很喜欢你的书吧?”图书管理员说。

Kyle gave the closest security camera a big thumbs-up. "Boo-yeah. Can't wait to see what's up with that league of redheaded gentlemen." "Ah, yes," said Dr. Zinchenko. "A fascinating story. I recently reread it myself. Very well, Kyle. We will contact your brother to determine if he does indeed qualify as a literary expert. It may take a while." "No rush," said Kyle. "I've got a good book." Kyle was busy helping Holmes figure out that the Red-Headed League was just a clever ploy pulled by some robbers to get a red-haired pawnbroker to leave his shop long enough for them to dig a tunnel from his basement to the bank next door when the librarian's voice jolted him out of London and brought him home to Ohio. "My apologies for the interruption." Akimi, Miguel, and Sierra closed their books, too. It was eleven-fifteen. Everyone had sleepy, dreamy looks in their eyes because they'd been kind of drifting off in their comfy reading chairs.

凯尔对最近的监控摄像头竖起大拇指。 “Boo-yeah。真想看看那帮红头发的绅士到底是怎么回事。” “啊，是的，”津琴科医生说。 “一个引人入胜的故事。最近我自己又读了一遍。 很好，凯尔。我们将与你哥哥联系，以确定他是否确实符合文学专家的资格。 这可能需要一段时间。”“不急，”凯尔说。 “我有一本好书。”凯尔正忙着帮福尔摩斯弄明白，红发联盟只不过是一些强盗的一个聪明的计谋，目的是让一个红发当铺老板离开他的店，让他们挖一条从他的地下室通往隔壁银行的隧道，这时图书管理员的声音把他从伦敦吵醒了，把他带回了俄亥俄州的家。 “很抱歉打扰你了。” 阿基米、米格尔和塞拉也合上了书。 现在是十一点十五分。每个人的眼睛里都流露出困倦、梦幻的神情，因为他们在舒适的读书椅上迷迷糊糊地睡着了。

"What's up?" said Kyle. "We have arranged for your expert consultation with Mr. Curtis Keeley." "Awesome! How do we do it?" "You and your expert may have a five-minute video chat on my computer terminal, which is located behind the main desk." Kyle hurried over to the round desk in the center of the room. His three teammates hurried right behind him. "Your consultation begins … now." And there was Curtis. Sitting at his computer in his bedroom. "Hey, Curtis!" "Hi, Kyle. How's it going in there?" "Great." Kyle's oldest brother, Mike, popped into the doorway behind Curtis. "Ky-le, Ky-le," Mike chanted. "Whoo-hoo!" Kyle had never had his own cheerleader before. "We need you to give us one hundred and ten percent in there, li'l brother!" Mike squinted at the screen over Curtis's shoulder. "Who are those other guys?"

“怎么了?”凯尔说。"我们为你安排了柯蒂斯·基利先生的专家咨询" “太棒了!我们该怎么做呢?”“你和你的专家可以在我的电脑终端上进行五分钟的视频聊天，我的电脑终端位于主办公桌后面。” 凯尔急忙走到房间中央的圆桌子前。 他的三个队友紧跟在他后面。 “你的咨询开始……现在。” 还有柯蒂斯。坐在卧室的电脑前。 “嘿,柯蒂斯!”“嗨,凯尔。里面怎么样了?”“好了。” 凯尔的大哥迈克突然出现在柯蒂斯身后的门口。 “基乐，基乐，”迈克吟诵着。 “Whoo-hoo !”凯尔以前从未有过自己的啦啦队长。 “我们需要你百分之百的投入，好兄弟!”迈克眯着眼睛越过柯蒂斯的肩膀看了看屏幕。 “那些人是谁?”