她在下一个街区的半道上找到了一条巷子。马龙走进一家街角药店，买了一枚硬币，打电话给警察，想知道一辆车牌为 607–871 的深绿色别克轿车是否被报失窃。
She found one halfway up the next block. Malone went into a corner drugstore, bought a slug, called the police, and wanted to know if a dark-green Buick sedan bearing the license plates 607–871 had been reported stolen.
是的，车被报失窃了。
It had.
马龙说：“嗯，我从六十三街和科特格罗夫街的一家商店打来电话。车就在这附近。我觉得车里的人行为可疑，这辆车可能是被偷来用于抢劫的。是的，四个人。不，我没看清楚他们，没法描述他们。他们刚沿着六十三街向西走了。我叫什么？图伊兹。杰拉尔德?图伊兹。” 他迅速挂了电话，跑回车上。
Malone said, “Well, I’m calling from a store at 63rd and Cottage Grove. The car is in the neighborhood. I thought the men in it were acting suspiciously and that the car might have been stolen to use in a holdup. Yes, four men. No, I didn’t get a good enough look at them to describe them. They just went west on 63rd. My name? Tuesday. Gerald Tuesday.” He hung up fast and ran back to the car.
“是的，这辆车很烫手。我们得把它处理掉。让我想想。”
“Yes, the car’s hot. We have to get rid of it. Let me think a minute.”
海伦拿起她旁边座位上的瓶子，喝了一口。然后她把瓶子递给马龙。“我感觉好多了。让我想一会儿。”
Helene picked up the bottle on the seat beside her and took a drink. Then she handed the bottle to Malone. “I feel better. Let me think for a while.”
有一阵短暂的沉默。后座上的男人轻轻地呻吟了一声，嘟囔了一句可能是 “妈妈” 也可能是 “谋杀” 的话。
There was a brief silence. The man in the back seat moaned slightly and murmured something that might have been either “mother” or “murder.”
“我想我们的朋友要醒了。” 海伦突然坐直了身子。“我确实有个主意。我认识休伦街上一个地方的酒保，离这儿不到一个街区。这家伙不重。我觉得我们两个能把他抬那么远。” 她爬出车子，打开后座的门。
“I guess our friend is waking up,” Helene said. Suddenly she sat up. “I do have an idea. I know the bartender in a place over on Huron Street, not a block from here. This guy isn’t heavy. I think the two of us can haul him that far.” She climbed out of the car and opened the door to the back seat.
马龙叹了口气，跟着她。“然后呢？”
Malone sighed and followed her. “Then what?”
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