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Chapter 13 The motel's sign looked like a big blue birdhouse. The reader board out front, where the letters used to say "Ask About Our Early-Bird Specials," now read "Welcome to Olympia Village." Kyle checked out the property. It looked like an apartment complex, with maybe a dozen or so two-story structures and parking lots spreading out in either direction from a central building that had a lobby, a dining room, and an office. There was also a ton of bird feeders. Everywhere. Birdbaths and birdhouses, too.

汽车旅馆的招牌看起来像一个蓝色的大鸟舍。 门前的读者板上，原来写着“询问我们的早鸟特色菜”，现在变成了“欢迎来到奥林比亚村”。 凯尔检查了房子。 它看起来像一个公寓大楼，大概有十几个两层的建筑，停车场从一个有大厅、餐厅和办公室的中心建筑向两个方向延伸。 还有很多喂鸟人。 无处不在。还有鸟浴室和鸟舍。

Andrew Peckleman was working near the motel sign, pouring a sack of birdseed into one of the feeders. Kyle biked over to talk to him. "Hey, Andrew." "Kyle." "So. Sunday's the big day." "For what?" "The Library Olympics." "Oh, right." "I was wondering…" Before Kyle could say another word, a black SUV crawled to a stop behind him. One of the rear doors swung open, and out stepped Charles Chiltington. "I'll only be a second, Mummy," Chiltington said to someone in the backseat. Kyle squinted at the tinted front windshield. The Chiltingtons had a chauffeur. The guy was even wearing one of those floppy black hats with the shiny brim. "Hello, Keeley," said Charles, who never called Kyle by his first name (probably because "Keeley" made him sound more like a servant).

安德鲁·佩克曼(Andrew Peckleman)正在汽车旅馆招牌附近工作，把一袋鸟食倒进其中一个喂食器。 凯尔骑车过去跟他说话。 “嘿,安德鲁。”“凯尔”。“所以。 周日是个大日子。”“为了什么?”“图书馆奥林匹克”。 “噢,对的。”“我在想……”凯尔还没来得及说话，一辆黑色SUV就在他身后缓缓停了下来。 一扇后门打开了，查尔斯·奇廷顿走了出来。 “妈妈，我马上就来。”奇廷顿对后座上的一个人说。 凯尔眯着眼睛看着前挡风玻璃。 奇尔廷顿家有个司机。 那家伙甚至戴着一顶软塌塌的黑帽子，帽檐闪闪发亮。 “你好，基利，”查尔斯说，他从不直呼凯尔的名字(可能是因为“基利”让他听起来更像仆人)。

"Hey, Charles," said Kyle. "What are you doing here?" asked Andrew. "Following Keeley." Andrew looked confused. "Why?" "Because I knew that, sooner or later, he would come here and beg you to take his place in the Library Olympics." Kyle faked a chuckle. "What?" "My mother and I have been enjoying the regional competitions," said Charles. "You don't stand a chance against that Marjory Muldauer girl, Keeley. I know it. You know it. The whole country knows it. And since Mr. Lemoncello is so eager to let Andrew back in the game…" "He is?" said Andrew. "Where'd you hear that?" "I have my spies," said Charles. "Spies?" Kyle said with a laugh. "Mr. Lemoncello was talking about you back in January, Andrew. When he first announced his idea for these Olympics. He knows you were bullied into stealing Sierra's card during the

“嘿，查尔斯，”凯尔说。 “你在这里做什么?”安得烈问。 “基利。”安德鲁看起来很困惑。 “为什么?”“因为我知道，他迟早会来这里求你代替他参加图书馆奥林匹克运动会。” 凯尔装出窃笑的样子。“什么?”查尔斯说:“我妈妈和我一直很喜欢地区比赛。 “基利，你对付不了那个叫玛乔丽·穆尔道尔的姑娘。 我知道。你知道的。整个国家都知道。 既然莱蒙切罗先生如此渴望让安德鲁重返赛场……”“是吗?”安德鲁说。 “你从哪儿听到的?”“我有我的密探，”查尔斯说。 “间谍?”凯尔笑着说。 “莱蒙塞罗先生在一月份的时候提到过你，安德鲁。 当他第一次宣布举办奥运会的想法时。 他知道你是被胁迫偷了西拉的卡

escape game. He'd really like to have you come back to his library." "Well, I won't do it," whined Peckleman, pushing his goggle-sized glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Mr. Lemoncello is stupid. His whole library is stupid. And Library Olympics? That's the stupidest idea I've ever heard. You're wasting your time, Kyle. I won't take your place." "Who said that's why I'm here?" asked Kyle. Andrew pointed at Charles. "He did." "Look, Keeley, I'll take your place," said Charles. "Mummy and her group are keen to have me on the inside, keeping an eye on Mr. Lemoncello. Besides, who knows? I might be able to whip your atrocious teammates into shape. With me at the helm, we could actually bring home the gold." He stood proudly, looking down his nose at Kyle. "Do I need to fill out a form or something?" "For what?" Charles rolled his eyes. "To take your place. We all know that's why you came here, Keeley. You're afraid. Abashed. Apprehensive. Frankly, I don't blame you. You're a loser who got lucky.

逃脱游戏。他真的很想让你回到他的图书馆。” “好吧，我不会这么做的。”佩克曼抱怨道，把他那副护目镜大小的眼镜推到鼻梁上。 “莱蒙切罗先生很蠢。 他的整个图书馆都很蠢。 图书馆奥运会呢?这是我听过的最蠢的主意。 你在浪费时间，凯尔。 我不会取代你的位置。”“谁说这就是我来这里的原因?”凯尔问。 安德鲁指着查尔斯。 “他”。“听着，基利，我来代替你，”查尔斯说。 “妈妈和她的团队很想让我进去，盯着莱蒙切罗先生。 再说，谁知道呢?我也许能把你那些残暴的队友们训练一下。 有我掌舵，我们就能把金牌带回家。” 他骄傲地站着，俯视着凯尔。 “我需要填个表格什么的吗?”“为了什么?”查尔斯翻了个白眼。 “代替你的位置。我们都知道这就是你来这里的原因，基利。 你害怕。尴尬的。忧虑。 坦白说，我不怪你。 你是个走运的失败者。

Once. I, on the other hand, am a Chiltington. Chiltingtons never lose." "Except when you lost," said Andrew, nervously fidgeting with his glasses. "You know. Last time." "I did not 'lose,' Andrew. I was eliminated by Mr. Lemoncello." Kyle shook his head. "I hate to disappoint you and your 'mummy,' Charles, but I didn't come here to ask Andrew to take my place." "Oh, really?" "Nope. And I sure don't want you anywhere near Akimi, Miguel, and Sierra. I just wanted to make sure Andrew saved Miguel and me a good room. We're checking in Sunday afternoon." "What?" said Charles. "You're not quitting." "Nope. Just wanted to check out our accommodations. Haven't you heard, Charles? Winners never quit, and quitters never win."

一次。而我，是奇廷顿家的人。 奇廷顿从来不会输。”“除非你输了。”安德鲁说，紧张地摆弄着他的眼镜。 “你知道的。最后一次。”“我没有‘输’，安德鲁。 我被莱蒙切罗先生淘汰了。” 凯尔摇了摇头。“我不想让你和你的‘妈妈’失望，查尔斯，但我不是来让安德鲁取代我的位置的。” “哦,真的吗?”“不。我也不想让你靠近阿基米，米格尔和西拉。 我只是想确保安德鲁给我和米格尔留了个好房间。 我们将在周日下午入住。” “什么?”查尔斯说。“你不能放弃。” “不。只是想看看我们的住宿条件。 你没听说吗，查尔斯? 成功者永不放弃，放弃者永不成功。”