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Blue Beetle - The Opium Gang

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Blue Beetle - The Opium Gang

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The blue peeple. Sweeping down upon the underworld, the smash ganglin' comes the friend of the unfortunate enemy of criminals. In mysterious, our powerful character was a problem to the police. A cruel state of a law in reality, Dan Garrett, a rookie patrolman, loved by everyone but suspected by none of being the blue peeple. As the blue peeple, he hides behind a strange mask and a suit of impenetrable blue train armor, flexible as silk, but stronger than steel. Today's episode of the blue peeple sends the blue peeple,

swooping down on a group of powerful underworld characters whose racket is dope. Will he be able to ferret them out? Can he hope to cope with this mysterious ring of ruthless men single handed? Can he discover their leader and bring him to justice? As our story opens, our hero, Dan Garrett, is visiting his friend and secret adviser, Dr. Pran, who operates a little apothecary shop in one of the great cities side streets. He is restlessly paving the floor in Dr. Pran's living room. Look, don't quite as there have to be so much red tape in police work. Well, Danny, every organization has to have rules and regulations. That makes for efficiency. Yes, but the criminals and the crooks we're set to catch aren't bound up in rules and regulations. You know, I like police work, but I also crave action. You seem to get plenty of it as the blue peeple. I worry about you, Danny. The terrible risks you take. These crooks and gangsters are vicious cold-blooded killers. They'd have no mercy on you if they caught you. I can take care of myself. Besides that, too, the blue chain army who made me in that mask are a great protection.

I hope they never catch you without it. Or ever discover who the blue peeple really is. I'm afraid it would mean the end of Dr. Pran and Dan Garrett. Well, after all, Dr. Gio, the only one who knows. Even Manigan is always saying what he'd do if he caught the blue peeple. He's the officer on the beat next to yours, isn't he? Yes, he was my father's pal. I see. He got me on the police force after my father was killed by a gangsta's bullet. And, uh, doesn't he suspect at all? No, he doesn't. He's a good cop, but he's not very heavy above the ears. Uh, what's that news, boy? Something about a movie star committing suicide. Wait, I don't get it. Hey, my boy. Give me one of those eggs. Yes, sir. Be by him. Hey, look at this, Doc. Sandra Beaumont, the movie actress, committed suicide last night. The paper says she left a note on the dressing table, which said, dope has become my master. No longer can I live without it. This is the end.

Let my fate be a warning to all. What do you think of that, Doc? I think it's tragic, Danny. So do I. I'm going to do something about that dope bracket right now. So what are you going to do? I'm going to ask the commissioner to put me on special assignment to try and uncover the leaders of that dope ring in this city. Uh, you better be careful, Dan. They'll stop it. Nothing. Well, I can't uncover them as patrolman Dan Garrett. I'll get them as the blue beetles. As our next scene opens, the patrolman Dan Garrett, Mike Manigan and Charlie Storm, a reporter of the York City Sun, are standing on the corner, watching a hotel suspected of being the dope ring and flora. Uh-huh. That's the place, all right? Somebody tiptoe off my paper. Why don't we go in and raid the place? What, just the two of us? Sure. Don't be silly. We've got no evidence. The commissioner wants evidence. That's our job. To watch everybody that goes in and comes out of that place.

Me? I like action. So do I. Hey, look. Where? A chaffly dressed man there. He just came out of that side entrance and gave a cigarette to that kid standing there. Sure was. Looks like the kid gave him some money for it. He's a dope peddler. He's telling dope cigarettes, marijuana. Marijuana. Boy, here's where I make a pinch. Hey, you guys, I want to talk to you. I'm just a chaffly. I am. You got to travel fast to get away from me, brother. Well, get him, Danny. I'll signal Clancy on the next beat. He'll hit him off at the intersection. Look, Jenny's diving for him. He's got him. Why, that was a fly and tackle. Hey, look. That car there. There's a machine gun. Look out, Danny. I've got to take a shot with my revolver and they pass. Yeah. Look down behind all that. Get it, Danny. I'm already shot. Missed him, but got it. If you get the license, remember that car she passed? Yep. CB83725.

It's probably a stolen car. It went about down on the dope peddler. Who's murderous, get him? Looks like it. The boss just tells me to see. You fall for the ambulance while I have a look. OK. I'll call my paper at the same time. Boy, what a story. Come on, now. Come on, here. Bring it up. Bring it up, Danny. Give him where? Let's have a look at him. Huh? Oh, they sure got this guy. He looks like a sieve. Sure, and he'll never sell no more dope cigarettes to kids. He's dead. Yeah, he's dead. Look at the blood. Yeah, look at him. I hear it looks like he's dead too. Danny. Danny. It's manning him. Uh, how are you doing, Danny? What happened? What's the dope peddler? He's dead. You've tackled him in some trigger men in a car, machine gun, you both. Oh, I remember now. I saw the car coming. Are you bad-hurt? I don't know. I can't see how much of them all over. Well, here's the ambulance. You'd get a swell ride to the hospital, Danny. And maybe a citation from the commission of a bravery in action.

Well, what's the verdict, doctor? Will Petroman Dan Garrett leave? Well, it's very doubtful, commissioner. An operation is necessary to remove the bullet. But he's so weak from loss of blood. That's tough. He's one of my best men. Do you have a promotion soon? The necessary, doctor. Oh, thank you. Pardon me, commissioner. Sure, sure. Hmm. This should be interesting to you, commissioner. Read it soon. If my blood is the right type, I would like to volunteer as a blood donor for the brave officer Garrett. Why this is signed by my daughter? It's dice dice. She's convolishing here from her accident. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. You better, thank you. I'm sorry. Nobody talked to you for anything. No,ro. Let's go out and see. Please drink it. No, don't drink me. That's me. No, use the alcohol too. The commission of dollars Mary's blood proved to be the right type and the transfusion was performed. Later Danny was operated upon in a machine gun for it removed from his abdomen. For days he hovered between life and death. And then one night when all was quiet, a strange man slipped by the nurse and stood beside Dan's bed. Dan? Dan get it. Who is it? It's calling Dan Garrett. It is I, Dr. Florence, your friend. I've got something for you. Hello, Doc. Now listen, Danny. I want you to take this capsule. It's my secret two X formula. It will bring you a speedy recovery. Sure, I'm positive. My formula will save your life. We store you to help in 24 hours.

We'll also give you greater vitality, thinner eyesight, almost superhuman mentality, and it will give you abnormal strength. You will be a tough hungry when you get out of there. We'll give it to you. Got to get out of here. It's important work to be done. And I've got to do it. The next morning to the surprise of everyone Dan Garrett was completely recovered. From Mike Manigan and Mary Donnelly, the commission's daughter who came to visit him, he learned that the commissioner had ordered extensive raids on all opium dens in the city. At one place they told him the police had been blown to bits by dynamite, planted by the dope ring before they fled. Dan insisted on being released from the hospital and restored the duty. I made a afternoon he's back on his beat, fully recovered to health and strength by Dr. Fran's magic formula. That night he visits the little apothecary shop of Dr. Fran.

Hello, Doc. Hello, Danny. Well, my two X formula works, didn't it? It sure did. You have a look at this. Hmm, that's bullet, huh? Yeah, that came out of me. Well, let's have a look at it under the microscope. We'd like those up shopped. Pull down the shades. Will you while I lock the door? All right. There. Now, now we'll just give this bullet the ones over under the microscope. Very interesting. Very interesting. What is it, Doc? Have you got something? I think so. This bullet was fired from a show show. A show show, what's that? All right. That's what the soldiers in the last World War called a certain type of French machine gun, because they couldn't pronounce the real name. All right. That ought to be easy to trace. I can't be many of those in this town. Got any ideas? Well, there's a French novelist by the name of Philip Liddy, who collects interesting firearms as a hobby. He might know something about this gun.

Out into the night when Dan Garrett on the trail of the murder gun. But a change, Dan Garrett. No longer is he in the blue uniform of the city's finest. He wears blue, but it's the blue chain armor of the blue beetle. The blue beetle. The blue beetle! Drop that gun, Raiden. I got you a cover. It's not yours, Raiden. Your bullet can't pierce this chain armor. I'm wearing it. I'm sorry to be so rough, Raiden. But I wanted that gun at yours. Now pick yourself up. It's better. I see you recognize my little calling card. The sound of my magic ray machine and a little beetle always signifies the presence of the blue beetle. You frightened me, Mrs. I fired for nervousness. I had no desire to injure these blue beetles, I say.

As we miss it. What is it you desire? I understand you have an interesting collection of firearms. Maybe I'll be collecting unusual firearms. You want a show show or an American machine gun? We'll see. You have the only one in the city I believe. Oh, of absences. I do not know. I'd like to see it. Certainly, Mrs. Right. This way. And no funny business. Yes. I'm not in the mood for what you call these funny business. Good. No. Here you are, Mrs. This is the gun cabinet. The show show she is... She is... She is gone, God. We miss it. Always. She is here in display. Come on, right in your pretend it's a prize. It's funny to me. I'll cut it off. Maybe you're on the level then again. Maybe you're not. I'll just dust this door for fingerprints and take a photograph. Are you standing over there and don't make any false moves? Let me see.

Little here. Some more here. Several fingerprints. Some of them yours of course. Bring that floor lamp over here while I photograph it. Hold it steady. That's right. Oh. That's got it. Find something. Maybe yes and maybe no. Now you get this straight redden. You want to finish that novel or whatever you were typing when I came in. Just forget you ever saw the blue people. Oh, yes. Sure, you, Mrs. A. I have a wish. God. If you're on the level you're safe. Well, the next time you'll meet the blue beetle it'll be just too bad. Whom will the blue beetle call upon next? Whose fingerprints were on the doors of the gun case? His radar on the French novelist? A member of the Doke Ring? Let's look in on police headquarters. The time is close to midnight. The man again is holding down the desk while the sergeant is out for a bite to eat.

Oh, sure. And I wish the sergeant would get back. They'd like me to do a thundle bed and some short eye. Oh. Take it easy, man. And you won't get hurt. You always wanted to meet the blue beetle. Well, here he is. You know you'll step struggle the blue beetle as soon as you are. I'll just stop this hangager from your mouth and then tie you up. And I'll carry you into the room where you keep the fingerprint file. There you are. Now, over my shoulder you go, sir. Take me. Here we are. Just lie there like a good little boy. I want to examine his files. I'll let you see. Type 27b, 28b, 29, 30, 31b. Yes, that looks like it.

Fingerprints of Joe Bugs-McGottie. And here's his photograph. Yes, Mr. Bugs-McGottie, those are your fingerprints, all right? You're the guy that stole that murder gun. Well, Mr. Bugs-McGottie, you're going to get nipped by the blue beetle and nipped hard. Reach for the ceiling, Mr. Blue Beetles. Ah, the beautiful daughter of the police commission. Don't move, I'll shoot if you do. I have no intention of moving unless it's to step within the aura of such a charming person as yourself. What are you doing here? And why is your gags and tied up off as a mannequin there? I'm here to obtain evidence against the opium gang, your father's trying to round up. I tied up off as a mannequin there to prevent his interfering. Why didn't you enlist his aid? After all, he's working on this case. The blue beetle works alone. But how do I know you're working for rather than against my father? Well, if my charming captain will lower that toy revolver, which he's holding an unto steady hand. The blue beetle will tell us something to gladden her father's heart. Very well. But don't try any tricks. Not a trick, my dear young lady. Now listen.

I promise you, the before daylight, your father will have the opium gang under lock and key. Together with enough evidence to convict them. How do I know you'll keep your promise? Let this seal my promise. Good night, my sweet. I'd like to linger after that kiss, but the blue beetle has a duty to perform. Make me with your blue beetle. Let me stand by your side for you. He's gone. Maybe to die alone. No, I can't let him. I'ma tell him. I must. I must. Like a bloodhound on the trail once he gets the scent, the blue beetle fell on his mission. And like the bloodhound, he'll never let off till he runs his quarry to earth. The clothes on his heels go as a commissioner's daughter, determined to have a part in the round up with an apparius gang of dopeheadlers. Little did she know that clothes behind her she hurried down the darkened street. A car was slowly following her.

There she goes. That's the commissioner's girl. Let's never know. Wait until she passes that street light. Now. How'd she go? Like it's not the end. Keep it quiet. Excuse me, lady. Who are you? Come on, let me go. Come on. Here's the car. Open the door. We got it for it. The commissioner will say he's big dough to get his darling daughter back alive. Where is the blue beetle? Will the blue beetle be able to rescue the beautiful daughter of the police commissioner? Will he locate the hideout of the dope ring? Will he be able to collect enough evidence to convict them? Through the silent night down by the waterfront, two powerful cars are speeding along. The first car is full of men, hard-looking men, desperate men, killers all.

But who is this lone occupant of the second car? I guess it is the blue beetle. That looks like the car that passed me the day I was machine gun. I'll just follow her. It may lead me to the dope Piddler's hangout. They suspect me. They've got a machine gun pointing out of the rear. There it goes. I better give them a ruffle with my synchronized machine gun before they shoot away my windshield. It'll be shadowproof grass is good, but I don't know how good. All right, you raps. How do you like this? I must have got their driver. The car is zigzagging. The car now is speeding up. Well, here we go again. It's slowing down. It's turning into my warehouse. That's my gang, all right. Just the spot I was headed for. Now Mr. Buck's mascara for the final showdown. Closing the iron doors of the warehouse. I'll soon blast them up on those special bombs that the brums made for me.

All right, you must don't close that door off. You're all the king to pump you. That's a piece of it. What's the other chance? That's a blast. How are three of them? Go ahead, Joe. But got it. Go ahead and shoot. I recognize you. Your bullets can't hurt the blue people. What did I tell you? Now it's my turn. It goes your door. And I'm coming right in and mop up. Here I come. You better drop your guns, or I'll let you have another bomb. Yeah, there. This is for us without any further ado. We'll act as a shield. OK, wise guy, blue beater. Start your little bomb and blow the police commission on top of the kingdom. Come along with us. You've got Mary done already. Stop blopping, Maggadi. You can't fool me. She's not the commissioner's daughter. She's one of your mob, and she goes with you. I'll give you three seconds to drop your guns. One, two.

OK, blue beater. You win. Now release the commission of daughter. And get those hands off her. That's more like it. Now Miss Donnelly, get some hand up. Flip them on those gangsters and bring me their guns. All right. That's better. Now Miss Donnelly, you keep those men covered while I have a look around. That's a nice collection of dope you've gotten these hands here. Here comes the law. Wait until a DA gets through with you. There'll be a few less criminals in this world. Blue beater, you saved my life. These men were holding me for ransom. My father will reward you handsomely. The blue beater seeks Nori Ward, Miss Donnelly. He seeks only justice. Justice for the underdog and safety for the citizens of this great citizen. And you'll take this gun and keep those mocks covered. The police will be here any minute. I have no desire to meet them. But who are you? Please tell me. I can only tell you this. I'm the man who... ...kiss you twice through one night. Oh!

My respectful father, Miss Donnelly. Tell him the blue beater will always be at his service and running down criminals all the time. Away in his fast motor car, spread the blue beater. Leaving a commissioner's daughter on guard over Bugs Maggadi in his band of criminals. My clothes behind him speed another car. A police car. Will the blue beater be overtaken and unmasked? Ahead of stuff light is changing from green to red. Will the blue beater defy the traffic regulations to avoid discovery? Or will he obey the rules of safe driving? This is the blue beater and surf. I've been following you for a mile. I thought I'd touch you at this stuff light. Come on, me buckle. I'll ride the running board back to the police station. I know funny business around blow your brains out. So it's you again, Officer Manigan.

I'd love to take you for a ride. No, no, not at all. It's me that's taken you for a ride. I saw you drive out of that warehouse back there. So you were in with those dull peddlers. That's nice figuring, Officer Manigan. It will be Detective Manigan after I turn you in. Now get going, Mr. Blue beater. It's too bad, Manigan. We have to take that your lonely winding road along the waterfront. Listen, Mr. Blue beater. The slightest move on your beater, dead beater. Oh, yes. Listen, you're interfering with my work, patrolman, Manigan. So they're good. Why don't the running board enter the river? Have a nice wind, see yourself, and think you cool off. Good night. Detective Manigan. And so the mysterious and thrilling character known as the Blue Beater, after rounding up a gang of criminals, flips the way to let the police take credit for cleaning up the dope racket. The next morning, patrolman Dan Garrett,

drops in for a visit with Dr. Caffron. Well, Danny, I see you let the police take all the time. I'll see you later. I'll see you later. Well, Danny, I see you let the police take all the credit again. Sure. I can't let my body down. According to newspaper reports, your friend, Manigan, got tossed into the river by some of the gangsters whom he had captured single-handed. So that's his story. Ho, ho, ho. That ate the way I heard it. That's the Blue Beater had something to do with it. I had won your bet. You know, when I met him this morning, he had the sniffle, and he said he caught a cold. So I asked him if he'd been in swimming without his sweat. Ho, ho, ho. And if... And didn't he get wise to the swimming guys? Yeah, after a minute. He wanted to know how I knew he'd been in the water. I told him I heard it from one of the boys. Hey, doc. Have you heard the latest news? I know. No, what is it? Well, the authorities have got wind of a plot to sabotage that new army pursuit plane that's being tested tomorrow out of the flying field. Sabotage?

That's my speed. Maybe I can get him a detail to the flying field. No, doc. I gotta get over the head for it. So some nation is envious of Uncle Sam's superiority in the manufacture of aircraft. What will happen at the airfield? Will the Blue Beetle be able to uncover this plot in time? Will he be able to run the criminals to Earth? Those are all questions which will be answered in the next edition of the Blue Beetle. And now here's the Blue Beetle himself to say a few words. Folks, the story of just Earth should teach you the value of never giving up. Sometimes things are pretty tough, but don't ever be discouraged. Whether it's a business task or a school chore, a men and women of today

and a men and women of tomorrow should stick to their jobs. You will always find a way out. Something will always turn up. Or a friend will lend a helping hand. Like Dr. Franz in my case. So just keep trying. The Blue Beetle is a fox feature appearing in Mystery Men comics and magazines. The Blue Beetle is on the air twice a week on the same station. Consult the broadcast schedule in your local newspapers and don't forget to listen in. The Blue Beetle is on the air twice a week on the same station.

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