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自3点30分起,迈格雷就不停地抬头看时间。3点50分,他把要写的写好了,推开椅子,擦了擦前额,瞟了瞟烟灰缸,竟然发现已经抽了5根烟斗,烟斗中的烟灰也没敲出来。他踩下桌子下的按钮开关没多久,敲门声就响了起来。他又展开手帕擦了下脸,粗鲁地喊道:“进来!”来的是让维耶督察;他像迈格雷警司一样穿着衬衫,不过他系着领带,而迈格雷早就把领带取下来了。“去把这个打印出来。好了马上拿给我签字。科梅利奥今晚就要。”当天8月4号。窗户全部敞开,但还是一样很热。柏油马路软软的,石头烫烫的,塞
From 3:30 onwards, Meigelei kept looking up at the time. 3:50, he wrote to write, and opened the chair, wiped his forehead, 瞟 瞟 ashtray, even found that they had smoked five pipe, the pipe did not knock out the soot. He pressed the button on the desk and did not go long, knocking on the door. He wiped his handkerchief again and rudely shouted: “Come in!” Came to inspect Vieille; he wore a shirt like Captain Megere, but he tied a tie, Tie removed. “Go print this out, OK and give me the signature right away, and Commelio is going tonight.” The windows are all open, but still the same hot. Asphalt road soft, hot stone, plug