Ferb set a huge box down on the floor of the bedroom and locked the door. He began taking out books and sticking them in the closet.

Perry sat up as much as he could to watch.

"You been out smuggling books, Ferbooch? Afraid the book authority is coming to get you?"

Ferb held up a book entitled "Ducky Momo's Quack-a-licious Day".

"You raided the Ducky Momo books."

"Candace's book." Ferb said, setting it down on the floor. "I intercepted this package before Phineas found it. If he sees the books after they've been missing for years, he'll know where they came from. I'm hiding them in the closet."

"O'Riley?"
"Yep." Ferb said.

Perry rolled his eyes. "Guy can't leave us alone, can he?"

"Well, I think he just wanted to return these. There's no note or anything."

Phineas knocked on the door. "Ferb, you locked the door by accident."

Ferb began clearing out a space in the closet for the entire box of books to hide.

"Ferb!"

"You have to guess the password." Perry said.

Ferb gave him a grateful look. He stuffed the box into the closet and began piling stuff on top of it.

"Is it one word or two?"

"One word."

"Um… worms."

"Good guess. Nope."

"Camera."

"No."

"Frog."

"Nope."

Ferb closed the closet.

"Feeeerb!" Phineas pleaded. "What's the password?"

"Statue. Doorknob. My cow. I don't know." Ferb said, unlocking and opening the door.

"Congrats." Perry said. "'Password' was the password."

Phineas glared at him and sat down on Ferb's bed.

"Let's go to the beach." Perry said.

"We can't." Phineas said.

"Okay, Mr. Negative." Perry said.

"Mt. Negative." Ferb said.

"You have to stay lying down." Phineas said. "And you're not supposed to walk."

"Details, details." Perry started to get up. "OW. Maybe you're right. I'm just so bored lying here."

"Do you need a painkiller?" Phineas asked.

"You mean the brainkillers? I hate those stupid things. They make me sleepy and overly sensitive."

"I wondered why you were crying when I said I got cut in line at Mr. Slushie Burger." Ferb said.

"Hey, maybe we can go there." Phineas said. "Then Perry could get out a little and we'd still be close to home if we needed to get him something."
"Slushie dogs never get any better, but whatever, better than nothing." Perry said.


"This is where the murder of Michael Mongy occurred?" Pinky asked.

Travis nodded.

They were standing on the sidewalk next to some gloomy apartments that looked beyond repair. Graffiti covered an overturned trash can by the stairs.

"Did he live here?"

"I'm unsure. No one at the agency had any files on him, and the few people I asked didn't seem to know him."

The door opened on the apartment behind them, and a black cat walked out.

"Excuse me." Pinky said. "Do you happen to know who Michael Mongy was?"

"That mongoose that was found dead here?" The cat asked, giving him a look of distrust. "Nah, never met him. I don't converse with gangs. It's best to just keep a low profile around these parts, outta everybody's way."

"He was a gang member?" Pinky asked.

"Yeah. Everyone knew. Went by Mike. Member of the Silencers. Rotten gang, that one. They'd eliminate anyone who crossed their paths. They broke up a while back, which is why I speak of them so freely now."

"Do you know if he'd have any connection to a basenji named Daniel?" Pinky asked.

"Don't know a Daniel. There was a basenji in the gang, though. Had some paradoxical name…"

"Dane?"

"Yeah, Dane. Thought that was funny 'cause, Great Dane, ya know, and he's a basenji? Yeah. He was another member of the Silencers. He tracked enemies down. Had a powerful nose. He still alive?"

"No, he was murdered as well." Pinky said. "In this part of town."

"Can't say I'm sorry." The cat said spitefully. "I detest dogs, and especially that one."

"What's your name?" Travis asked.

"Ruth." The cat said.

"You live there?" Travis pointed at the apartment.

"Yeah, it's a dump." Ruth said. "All I can afford, though. How is this relevant?"

Travis nudged Pinky.

"So… did the Silencers have any enemies?" Pinky asked.

Ruth looked at him as though he were crazy.

"Oh. I see. Sorry, I meant to word that differently. Who do you think would have wanted to kill these former Silencer members?"

"Everyone." Ruth said. "This entire place was dominated by fear. Who knew who was gonna be targeted next. And sometimes innocent civilians were caught in the crossfire between the Silencers and rival gangs."

"Can you narrow it down a bit?"

"I'd say it was either someone who had a bone to pick with the gang itself, like a rival gang. Or it could be one of the other members still alive. I heard the leader was pretty ticked when the gang broke up."

"The leader?"

"Rex. No one sees him around anymore." Ruth shrugged. "Good rids."

"Thanks for your help." Pinky said.

"Whatevs." Ruth said. She pushed past Travis and turned into an alleyway.

"Well, I think this is going pretty good." Pinky said. "So far, the entire population is on our list of suspects."

"I got her name on file in case we find evidence pointing to her." Travis said. "She seemed a little shady."

"Everyone around here is a little shady." Pinky said. "Let's head back to the agency and see if we can find anything on the Silencers."


Perry slammed his wheelchair into the door.

"Just a minute."

Perry rolled back, causing slight pain to shoot through his wrists, and slammed into the door again.

"JUST A SECOND!"

SLAM.

"JEEZ, HOLD ON!"

SLAM.

"YOU'D BETTER NOT BE SELLING SOMETHING! UGH. FINE, FINE! I'M REALLY COMING THIS TIME!"

Doofenshmirtz opened the door and gave Perry an irritated look. "Oh, it's YOU. I thought you'd been put on bedrest, so I didn't bother thinking up any schemes."

Perry chattered.

"You got bored? Ugh, fine. Come in. But don't blame me if you get nightmares. I'm so bored I started playing online games, and I'm playing this really revolting one now." Doofenshmirtz pushed Perry into the living room and sat down next to him on the couch. He typed a web address into his laptop.

Perry snickered.

"Don't judge, Perry the platypus." Doofenshmirtz said. "They have a very nice selection of games. Ooh, I earned sixteen GoochyCoinz for the last game I played!"

Perry snorted.

"If you're going to be immature, you can go right back to bed." Doofenshmirtz mumbled.

Perry turned his snorts into a cough.

"That's better. Now, this game gets you eighty GoochyCoinz, and I intend to beat it." Doofenshmirtz selected a game entitled GALLBLADDER SURGERY.

Perry vaguely remembered Ferb once playing the game. He didn't think Ferb made it to the end. Or the guy Ferb operated on.

A picture of a smiling doctor appeared on the screen, next to sparkly letters spelling out GALLBLADDER SURGERY.

"She looks waaaaayyy too happy about that surgery." Perry observed.

Doofenshmirtz clicked "Play".

A warning appeared on the screen.

DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME.

"It's kind of sad they have to put that warning there." Perry said.

"Step one: Draw a line over the area where the gallbladder is located using the marker tool." Doofenshmirtz read. "Where's the gallbladder located, Perry the platypus?"

"You should know these things before you perform surgery." Perry said. He pointed at where he guessed it was.

"Okay. Step two, make the incision using the correct tool. WHICH TOOL DO I USE?" Doofenshmirtz moused over a scalpel, a marker, forceps, tweezers, and a rubber duck.

"Why is the rubber duck even an option?" Perry asked.

Doofenshmirtz clicked on the rubber duck and dragged it over to the patient's stomach. He clicked. The rubber duck made a squeaking noise.

Perry pointed at the tweezers. "You could use those. They're sharp enough. I'd know. A guy nearly poked my eye out with that wretched, horrible torture device once."

"WHY! WON'T! IT! WORK!" Doofenshmirtz clicked again and again. The rubber ducky squeaked merrily.

"Time is running out!" Said the computer. "You must finish the surgery before Jimmy wakes up!"

"THE PRESSURE!" Doofenshmirtz said.

Finally Doofenshmirtz found the correct tool. He began to use it.

"OH. WOAH. THAT IS GRAPHIC." Doofenshmirtz yelped.

Perry covered his eyes. "MAKE IT STOP."

Perry didn't see what happened next, but he heard ominous music emit from the computer.

"Oh dear. Since you didn't complete the task in the right amount of time, Jimmy has kicked the bucket."

"Well, that Jimmy has a temper on him, doesn't he?" Doofenshmirtz said. "Poor bucket."

Perry opened his eyes. The smiling doctor was standing next to a tombstone with a shovel in her hand. "Thank you for playing Gallbladder Surgery!"

The screen returned to .

ONE GOOCHYCOIN RECEIVED flashed onto the screen.

"That was terrifying." Doofenshmirtz said.

"Yeah. That doctor's gonna give me nightmares." Perry said.

"Here's a nice safe-looking game." Doofenshmirtz clicked on it. "Wow, you get twenty GoochyCoinz just for clicking on it! I wonder why."

LABYRINTHOTASTIC flashed onto the screen.

"If you can get out of the labyrinth without falling into the lava, you win big!" The computer said.

"Okay, I have to concentrate, Perry the platypus." Doofenshmirtz said. He gazed intently at the screen.

And continuously fell into the lava.

Perry yawned.

"Okay…" Doofenshmirtz said after twelve minutes had gone by. "I think… I think I got it…"

A large picture of a dolphin blasted onto the screen. "I AM A DOLPHIN." It said loudly.

Both Perry and Doofenshmirtz screamed. Doofenshmirtz slammed the lid of his laptop shut.

"I think that's the internet prank known as the Dolphin Labyrinth Game." Perry said. "That would explain why you earned twenty coins for being stupid enough to play it."

"I'm finding a different gaming site." Doofenshmirtz said shakily. "And I'm locking my door tonight."