2 PIRVATE INSTEVIGATOR

PIRVATE INSTEVIGATOR Al Seven had a cool office with his name on the door. Bean could do that, easy-peasy. She began with the desk. Bean had a good board, and she had two triangle things that were called sawhorses even though they didn't look anything like horses. She put the sawhorses on the front lawn, and then she put the board on top of the sawhorses. Desk! The spinny chair was a little harder. Bean had to yank it up the basement stairs, yank, yank, yank. And just when she got to the top, it fell back down most of the stairs. It was already broken, but it was more broken after it fell down the stairs.

私家侦探阿尔·西Seven有一间很酷的办公室，门上挂着他的名字。 比恩可以做到，很容易。 她从桌子开始。比恩有一块很好的木板，她有两个三角形的东西，叫做锯木马，尽管它们看起来一点也不像马。 她把锯木架放在前面的草坪上，然后把木板放在锯木架上。 桌子上!旋转椅有点硬。 比恩不得不把它拽上地下室的楼梯，拽，拽，拽。 当她刚到楼顶时，它又掉下了大部分楼梯。 它本来就坏了，但从楼梯上摔下来后更坏了。

"What the heck are you doing, Bean?" called her father from the kitchen. "I'm trying to get this chair up the stairs!" shouted Bean. "Do you want help?" Bean thought about that. Al Seven had a helper, a lady named Dolly. Mostly, Dolly lit Al's cigarette, but Bean figured she would have carried a chair if Al had asked her to. "Yes, please." Her dad came down to the basement and carried the spinny chair up the stairs. He even carried it out to the front yard.

“你到底在干什么，比恩？”父亲在厨房里喊道。 “我要把这把椅子搬到楼上去！”比恩喊道。 “你需要帮助吗？”比恩想了想。 阿尔·西有个帮手，一个叫多莉的女人。 大多数时候，多莉为阿尔点燃香烟，但比恩认为，如果阿尔让她搬椅子，她会搬的。 “是的,请。”她爸爸来到地下室，把旋转椅搬上了楼梯。 他甚至把它搬到了前院。

"Thanks, pal," said Bean. Her dad said, "Don't call me pal. You're welcome." Bean put the chair behind the desk and sat in it. She spun around. Pretty good. But she wasn't done yet. She needed to look tough enough to solve a mystery. She needed a hat. She was pretty sure there was one upstairs, in the closet of things no one wanted. She was right! On the highest shelf of things no one wanted, covered with dust, was a hat. It was sort of grayish, sort of brownish. It smelled funny. When Bean put it on, she could hardly see. It was a little dangerous, walking around in that hat, but Al Seven said, "Danger makes me laugh."

“谢谢，朋友，”比恩说。她爸爸说：“别叫我朋友。 欢迎你。”比恩把椅子放在桌子后面，坐在上面。 她转过身来。很好。 但她还没说完。她需要看起来足够强悍才能解开谜团。 她需要一顶帽子。她很确定楼上有一个，在摆满没人要的东西的壁橱里。 她是对的！最高一层的架子上堆满了没人要的东西，上面满是灰尘，有一顶帽子。 它有点灰色，有点棕色。 闻起来很奇怪。当比恩戴上它的时候，她几乎看不见了。 戴着那顶帽子走来走去有点危险，但阿尔·西文说：“危险使我发笑。”

While Bean was climbing down from the shelf, she found something she hadn't expected, something great. It was a telephone, an old one with two parts and a cord. Perfect! Al Seven was always slamming the phone down on people. Bean slammed the phone down a few times to test it. "So long, pal," she whispered. With the hat on her head and the phone under her arm, Bean went downstairs to her mom's recycling bin.

当比恩从架子上爬下来时，她发现了一些她没有预料到的东西，一些很棒的东西。 那是一部老式电话，只有两部分和一根电线。 完美!阿尔·西恩总是把电话挂在别人身上。 比恩把手机摔了几下来测试一下。 “再见，朋友，”她低声说。 戴上帽子，腋下夹着手机，比恩下楼来到妈妈的回收箱前。