Chapter 9

Chapter 9 We hadn't yet reached the art museum when my phone rang again. "Hello," I said. "Inspector Flytrap speaking." "Tryflap? This is President Horse G. Horse," said a rude voice. "I thought you were mad at me," I said. "Of course I'm mad at you!" said President Horse. "But I still need your help, Flyblap. Last night a Master Criminal stole our most valuable presidential limousine, the Ford Ford!" "I'll be right there!" I said. AHA! Now I was... well, still on the really long trail of the Master Criminal! And now it was even longer! "Mr. Sloth! Please take me to the White House instead. It's a national emergency!" Slowly, even more slowly than before, he turned me around and started pushing me in the other direction.

我们还没到艺术博物馆，我的电话又响了。 “你好，”我说。“我是捕蝇草探长。” “Tryflap ?我是马·G总统。 马。”一个粗鲁的声音说。 “我以为你在生我的气呢，”我说。 “我当然生你的气了！”马总统说。 “但是我仍然需要你的帮助，苍蝇布。 昨晚，一个犯罪大师偷走了我们最珍贵的总统豪华轿车——福特福特！”“我马上就到！”我说。 啊哈!现在我……嗯，我们还在追查犯罪大师呢！现在它甚至更长了！“先生。 懒惰!请带我去白宫吧。 这是国家紧急状态！”慢慢地，甚至比以前更慢，他把我转过来，开始把我往另一个方向推。

We passed the TV store again. Now Nina was eating Greta Von Hopinstop's microphone and Greta was trying to reach through the barred window and hit Nina with her shoe. A message flashed across the bottom of the screen: PLEASE STAND BY. WE ARE EXPERIENCING TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES.

我们又经过了电视商店。 现在，尼娜正在吃格里塔·冯·霍平斯特的麦克风，而格里塔正试图从有栅栏的窗户伸出手，用鞋子砸尼娜。 屏幕底部闪过一条信息：请等待。 我们遇到了技术上的困难。