捕蝇草系列 · 2 The President's Mane Is Missing
Chapter 11 My phone rang. "Hello," I said. "Flytrap Detective Agency. Inspector Flytrap speaking." "Oink," said a smart voice. "Are you a pig?" I asked. "Yes," she said. "Are you one of those smart pigs?" "Yes." "How smart are you?" "I'm the president of the National Science Headquarters."
我的电话响了。“你好,”我说。 捕蝇蝇侦探事务所。 我是捕蝇草探长。” “哼哼。”一个聪明的声音说。 “你是猪吗?”我问。“是的,”她说。 “你是那些聪明的猪之一吗?”“是的。” “你有多聪明?”“我是国家科学总部的主席。”
"Wow! Could you guys help me save the city from destruction by giving me information about the giant fly from Venus?" "Sure. Come right over." "Great, we'll be right there." "OK," said the smart voice. "See you later." "Just a second," I said. "You were the one who called me. Did you want something?" "Actually, I must have dialed the wrong number. I was trying to order a pizza." She hung up. "Nina, Let's go!" I shouted. "Get me to the National Science Headquarters, so our nation's greatest thinkers can help us solve this THRILLING national emergency." "Could we stop at a bookstore on the way?" asked Nina. "It's almost lunchtime."
“哇!你们能不能帮我把这个城市从毁灭中拯救出来,给我一些关于金星飞来的大苍蝇的信息?”“当然。 过来吧。”“太好了,我们马上就到。” “好吧,”那个聪明的声音说。 “再见。”“等一下,”我说。 “是你打电话给我的。 你想要什么吗?”“实际上,我一定是拨错号码了。 我想订一份披萨。” 她挂了电话。“妮娜,我们走吧!”我叫道。 “带我去国家科学总部,让我们国家最伟大的思想家帮助我们解决这个令人激动的国家紧急情况。” “我们能在路上去书店吗?”尼娜问。 “快到午餐时间了。”
