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Here's your cut of the bank, John.

Okay, what's next? Something big. Crimson Ghost will give you the dope

himself.

I sent for you, Ash, because tomorrow is the day for which I've been waiting,

for which my carefully prepared plans have been laid.

Tomorrow morning at the university.

Professor Chambers will demonstrate his cyclotrode, a device which is designed

to detect and repel any atomic bomb attack.

Now, he intends to turn his invention over to the government, but I shall

seize the machine before he has a chance to make this patriotic gesture.

Unless you intend to sell the machine to a foreign government, I don't see why

you want it.

Because in my hands, the cyclotrode will become the most powerful offensive

weapon in the world.

It will instantly stop any electrically controlled mechanism.

Destroy lighting and power systems.

Paralyze the activities of the police.

The resulting panic and terror will leave the city open to unlimited

blackmail and extortion.

How are you going to get this machine?

That should not be difficult.

The demonstration is taking place before the scientific members of the university

faculty. And since I am one of its professors, naturally I shall be

present.

Clean up later. I'm rather busy right now.

This won't take much of your time.

What's the meaning of this?

It's all right, Professor.

Hand me that box. We're taking it with us.

The cyclotrode is useless now.

Proceed with your murder.

You built that machine and you can build another one for us.

What happened?

Professor! Great scuff! The place is a shamble! What is this riot, Richards?

Who is this man?

There were two men. They were after the cyclotrode.

What is that thing on his neck? That's what I was wondering.

He's coming around.

Maybe he'll tell us what it is, as well as who sent him for the cyclotrode.

Look! There's a skull on that thing.

What's that?

What have I done?

I don't know.

The man is dead.

The cyclotron.

It's smashed.

This is a major catastrophe.

I smashed it myself to prevent their getting it. And it's not a catastrophe.

There's a duplicate machine in the strongman at the Barnard warehouse.

It'll be safe there until the government calls for it. Oh, that's marvelous,

Chambers.

Bane, instruct Ash to have Professor Chambers intercepted and taken to the

underground workshop.

Keep him there until I arrive.

Who is this place?

Who owns it?

The Crimson Ghost will be here soon.

He'll answer your questions.

Who are you?

I'm known to my associates as the Crimson Ghost.

But in my other personality, however, I am one of your select little group of

scientists at the university.

This has enabled me to follow more or less closely your work on the

cyclotrode.

You cannot pierce my disguise.

And this mask contains a microphone which distorts my voice.

Listen.

I must have possession of your duplicate cyclotrode at once.

If you want to save your life. Don't threaten me.

You know that machine was made for the government.

And I won't turn traitor to save my life.

Not voluntarily, perhaps.

But I have means of obtaining the information.

And even your help in taking the machine from the warehouse.

who died in the conference room.

He wore a collar similar to this.

Those who wear my collar relinquish their own willpower and become my

slaves. And I alone can remove the collar without causing your instant

death.

Nonsense. I will first inject the drug which will destroy you.

The collar.

This collar contains a small diaphragm radio receiver which acts on a victim's

throat. Wherever he goes, I can give him orders which cannot be overheard by

anyone else.

in about 10 minutes.

Then we'll send him to the bonded warehouse, the cycle room.

Duncan, Professor Chambers has disappeared.

Disappeared? When?

The police just found. They found his car abandoned on Dyke Road.

It showed signs of a struggle.

I can't understand it. They smashed the cyclotrode. The cyclotrode?

They must have learned of the existence of the duplicate model.

But that's safe in the barred warehouse.

It's not safe while they hold chambers and can force them to get it for them.

I'll have to warn the warehouse people not to release it to anyone.

Duncan Richards speaking.

The professor's here now to claim the case.

But I thought he acted a little strange.

There's a government man with him.

Delay them on any pretext till I arrive.

I'll be there in about five minutes.

Chambers is at the warehouse.

One moment, Professor.

I just had word of a mix-up in our strongman consignments.

I can't let anything go out until we've checked.

We have nothing to do with your mix-up.

I represent the government, and this is government business.

I presume you have your credentials.

Why, of course.

Here they are.

All six of them. Get them out! You two, get inside.

Unlock that door.

Now get in there, both of you.

up, Timbers.

Father's public.

And then they forced Professor Chambers to steal his own invention, the counter

-atomic force machine, which he calls a cyclotron. He invented this machine for

defense against atomic bomb plans.

But the machine will also destroy any type of electrical equipment within its

range, and in criminal hands could be used to threaten and blackmail every

industry in the country.

It would also be invaluable to an enemy power.

Isn't it possible that Professor Chambers could have succumbed to the

temptation of easy money and sold it to a foreign government?

Nonsense, Anderson.

Let's hear no more of that.

The cyclotrode is gone.

Chambers is in the hands of a ruthless gang of cutthroats.

He must be found.

How? I don't know.

Duncan is an experienced criminologist.

He's handled a number of such cases for the government.

I suggest we delegate him to take complete charge. I agree. Good

suggestion. Then it's up to you, my boy.

And good luck.

Thanks. I'll need it.

What did you learn at the meeting today?

That they don't suspect a member of their own board is responsible for the

disappearance of Professor Chambers and the cyclotrode.

They have put Duncan Richards in charge of the investigation.

Then we have nothing to worry about.

Don't underestimate him.

Did you check the range and effectiveness of the cyclotrode? I did.

It's definitely limited to a narrow band over a short range.

Then I shall have to restore Chambers to his normal mind.

and force him to build a psychotrude of unlimited power.

Wake up, Professor.

You want me to get the cyclotrode for you. And you did.

Why? And now you're going to build a larger cyclotrode with power enough to

paralyze any industry in the country which refuses to pay me tribute.

Not if my life depends on it.

There are worse things than dying, Professor.

Unless you agree in just one minute, I will inject a more powerful drug into

your veins which will entirely destroy your mind.

leaving you a hopeless idiot for the rest of your life.

Decide, Professor.

I agree.

I had thought that you would.

Make out a list of the materials needed.

You probably have everything here I need to build an adapter to raise the power

of the cyclotrode.

Except an X7 transformer tube.

Where can we get one?

In the laboratory vault of the university.

Ash, get one of the men and...

What

can I do for you, gentlemen?

We're here on an errand for Professor Chambers.

Professor Chambers? Where is he?

He's building a larger cyclotrode and sent us for the X-7 transformer tube.

Come on, sister.

We know it's in the vault. Get it.

He got away with something he took out of the vault. Did you see what it was?

No, but he said Professor Chambers was building a larger cyclotrode and he

wanted the X7 tube. The X7 tube?

You know, Professor Chambers tricked them.

The X7 tube is no part of the cyclotrode, but a special radium vapor

tube we've been developing for a death ray machine.

What do you suppose he wanted with that?

My guess is that Professor Chambers will set up a death ray machine to attempt to

kill the men who are holding him prisoner.

Why, that tube is so highly radioactive that... Hey.

I'm missing a bit. What? The radium detector.

With this radium detector, we can follow the X7 tube wherever it's taken.

That'll surely lead us to Professor Chambers and probably the Crimson Ghost.

And you're ready to demonstrate it to the Crimson Ghost?

Bring him and the cyclotrode over, and I'll show him something he'll never

forget.

Okay, I'll bring him over.

I'll be ready when you return.

We're getting close.

Let's go the rest of the way on foot.

You better take this.

Give me that wrench, sir, will you? Sure.

It's in there.

Stay here in case anyone comes back.

What's this all about?

Just a little scheme to prove my theory that information about my plans and

movements leaks from the conference room and reaches the Crimson Ghost.

I've planted an envelope up in the hills.

We're going out to get it.

I'm hoping some of the ghost crowd will get the news and try to follow us. So

that's it.

Let's go.

we just passed is trailings. Make the next left turn and head for Pelton Road.

Are they still with us?

Yes. It looks as though my hunch was right.

He's turning off.

Slow down a little and follow him.

You hide behind the tree and cover me in case they try to rush us. Okay.

Got to get that letter.

I'll run them down and you grab it. Right.

he's dead and ash got away so our trip here was useless oh no we've definitely

proved that the crimson ghost gets his information through some leak in the

conference room which doesn't help unless you can find a leak i think i can

after everyone leaves tonight meet me in the conference room and i'll show you

will you get the car

So I decided the only place to keep the heavy water was right here in our own

vault. This bottle contains the entire supply from the chemical house.

No one will think of looking for it here.

And besides, only members of our own group know the combination of the safe.

There, that's a good job done.

Let's go.

The game's up, Anderson.

So, you're the mysterious Crimson Ghost.

Kill him, Anderson.

You were armed.

Well, what are you waiting for?

Hey, go in there. Get the water.

Another victim of the Crimson Ghost.

Here he comes.

You are very clever, Professor Richards.

Quick, close the door.

Is the Crimson Ghost in there?

He was, but he escaped through a sliding door. We can't go in there until the

place clears up. Then we'll search it for clues.

We have the heavy water. We can go ahead with our plans to build the largest

sacred room.

The bottle you got wasn't heavy water. This is just plain, ordinary water.

Of all the double-crossing... We've been tricked by cleverness.

Something to be admired even in an enemy.

But not too much.

This means that the heavy water is still at Cornwall's chemical company. We'll

get it tonight.

Sure. All we have to do is to get through a steel fence that's charged

with high voltage electricity.

And then open a burglar-proof vault.

I know that place. I saw it. The cyclotrode will neutralize the steel

fence. And Pete Snyder is making an electric stethoscope that magnifies the

sound of falling tumblers several hundred times.

With it, a novice could open the safe.

Well, that's better. Now, as soon as it's dark, I want you to go to Snyder.

Here's the electric stethoscope.

Good.

I'll neutralize the high voltage in the fence.

Worked perfectly.

Why, of course.

Now, when you get the heavy water, take it to Cole.

He has a plane waiting at Gopher Flats. We'll fly the stuff to the mountain

hideout. We'll store it. until we're ready to use it.

Okay, go ahead. I'll stand guard out here. Right.

We got it. Sure.

That bolt was a cinch to open with this gadget.

You know, with that electric stethoscope and our cyclotrode, we ought to be able

to crack any safe in the country.

Take off in a hurry.

When the fire broke out, I didn't have a chance in the world to save the heavy

water. Which means we must construct a plan to make our own heavy water.

And one of the basic ingredients in its manufacture is refined uranium.

Uranium? That's refined under strict government control.

It is.

But nothing stands in the way of the Crimson Ghost.

Bane is finishing the device, which will take care of that.

One more connection and it's ready.

It's an electric fuse bomb.

Pretty slick job.

What's the layout?

Truckload of uranium guarded by an armed escort is being shipped to the Federal

Atomic Plant by the Owl Creek Bridge.

That's near our mountain hideout. To simplify things.

Now you plant the bomb on the bridge and use the tight patrol to set it off at a

distance as soon as the escort gets onto the bridge.

Now stand by your radio and I'll call you if anything develops at the comfort.

I hope I'm not too late.

One of my students detained me for the complex engineering problem.

That's all right, Professor Van Wyk. You are just in time to see a piece of

evidence that came out of the ashes of the plane wreck.

This I found in the dead pilot's notebook.

Lights, please, Diana.

This is a map of the Fernando Hill section northwest of Kimball.

Lights, Diana.

It was evidently the pilot's guide to a landing strip somewhere in those hills.

I've checked with Federal Airways, and there's no record of a landing field

within 100 miles of that spot.

Well, that takes you right back where you started.

Not quite.

I'm convinced that the Crimson Ghost has secretly built an airstrip there to

throw us off his trail.

I'm going to survey the area by plane this afternoon.

If there's nothing further, gentlemen, I'll report my findings at our next

meeting. Very well.

Good afternoon, Duncan.

Calling Ash.

Ash talking. Go ahead.

Professor Richards is going to survey the landing strip area by plane.

This may bring him close to your location.

If his plane discovers your truck, you may have to use the cyclotrope to bring

it down.

Right. If any plane shows up, we'll take care of it.

Set this up on the bridge and come back as soon as you're through.

It's all set. Go ahead. Okay.

Let me a hand.

We've got a job to do on the plane.

Diana calling Duncan.

Diana. calling Duncan.

Go ahead, Diana.

All set.

Implying toward the area indicated on the map.

Any further instructions?

Just keep cruising around.

If you spot anything that looks suspicious, give me the location and

I'll follow through in the car.

All right.

The train's headed this way. Yeah.

There's a truck right below me that looks like... Diana.

Parachute's gonna hit near the clearing. Come on!

Not so fast, mister.

As long as you dropped in, you might as well stay for a while.

That uranium truck's almost due at the bridge.

Lock her up in the car and I'll pick you up as soon as we're finished with the

truck. Come on.

Duncan, the truck I told you about has a cyclotrode on it. They used it to crash

my plane, and I heard Ash say something about a truckload of uranium due at the

bridge. Uranium?

Bridge? There's only one bridge around here, Owl Creek.

That leads to the Federal Atomic Plant.

Then they must be planning to wreck the truckload of uranium at the bridge.

I saw Ash head back up the hill to his truck.

Come on.

You grab my car. It's at the end of the road.

Warn the truck. I'll take care of Ash.

screen is focused on the bridge.

When the motorcycle escort gets onto it, we'll fire the cyclotron.

That'll blast the bridge and finish the cops and the truck of easy pickings.

Okay, Ash.

You, put your hands up.

Come on, get them up higher.

All right, Ash, turn off that cyclotron.

You've played with it long enough.

The station wagon was wrecked, but there was no sign of Diana.

Very regrettable.

Too bad.

She may still be all right.

She may possibly have escaped, but so far a thorough search with the aid of

the police has failed to uncover any leads.

You'll let us know as soon as anything develops? In the meantime, there's work

to be done. And I have an experiment to finish at the laboratory.

The dashboard short-circuited, so I knew I was within range of the cyclotron.

I jumped before the bridge exploded.

Smart girl.

But that happened hours ago. Why didn't you call?

I... Tell him you were dazed and don't remember.

I was dazed.

I don't remember anything until I came to about an hour ago.

There's nothing to worry about now.

Nothing except the Crimson Ghost and the cyclotrode.

Fortunately, there's a way to nullify the power of the cyclotrode.

There is?

Tell me about it, Duncan.

Six months ago, Professor Chambers and I developed a special isotron device to

counteract the power of the cyclotrode in case it got in the wrong hands.

Why haven't you used it before?

I had to wait until a special prism was completed.

Ask him how it works.

How does it work?

Well, it's charged by these generators.

The electrical impulses pass through a prism. That turns the power of the

cyclotrope back upon itself and destroys it.

I can see how important the prism is.

Yes, I couldn't get it any sooner. It took six months to grind it. They called

this morning and said it was ready.

Will you file these?

I'll step in and tell the professors you're okay.

Then I'm going over to the optical company and pick up the prism.

Don't look now, pal, but you're covered.

I'll take this prism and you'll take the turns as I call them.

Here it is. The Crimson Ghost's attempt to steal this prism proves that he

realizes that this machine will make the cyclotrode useless.

He'll do everything in his power to stop me from completing it.

It requires a terrific voltage to charge the prism, so I'll have to run the

generators at full capacity.

Be careful not to stand near any of the connections.

This is for you.

What is it? Open it.

Thanks.

Get the prism out of that machine.

I'll give it a going over with this.

Talk plenty.

Mercy Hospital?

Duncan Richards speaking.

Send an ambulance to the chemical building at the university.

At once, please.

What happened? Is she dead? No.

But Richards must have struck or drugged her.

Then she'll escape.

No one escapes my control, caller.

Any attempt to remove it would result in her instant death.

But Richards knows that.

Why the hospital?

He means to try something.

Just what it is, I'll learn when we meet in conference tomorrow morning.

Dr. Gage is late.

Yes, sir. He telephoned. He's been delayed.

He'll be here shortly.

What will you do with this thing?

Just turn it on and hope.

I'll put this extension near the collar.

The dial will show when it's free of the electrical charge.

Think I can put it over?

Why, of course.

You're the right size and build.

The mask will disguise your voice.

Don't worry about the real Dr. Gage. He's been taken care of.

Carl will be waiting for you in the getaway car behind the gymnasium.

Okay.

Sorry to be late.

Oh, that's all right.

Machine is ready. Will you look at the patient?

Temperature and pulse normal.

You may proceed.

All right, doctor.

Oh, wouldn't you be more comfortable without that mask?

It isn't necessary in this case, you know.

Probably not.

I have a slight cold.

Don't want to take any chances.

Oh, I see.

Then we'll go ahead.

Now, it's highly important that once I start this machine, that a steady flow

of electricity be maintained.

Any stopping or slowing of the current might prove to be fatal.

This is a critical moment.

you didn't kick her with your foot?

Are you insinuating that I... I'm insinuating nothing. I'm asking you.

And I am answering you.

Well, that's not Dr. Gage.

Call the university guards at once.

Where am I? You're all right now.

Who's that?

That's Ash.

When we question him in the morning, I think we'll find out something about the

Crimson Ghost.

Time for me to take over. Give me the keys to the cut.

Sure.

Nice work.

Crimson Ghost promised me plenty for this.

Don't worry, you'll get your dough.

Down the back way, there's a car in the alley with a motor running. Okay.

What's going on here?

You didn't have to make it so realistic.

Ah, quit complaining. Professor Richards punches pretty hard, too.

Thanks, boys. That'll be all.

We thought you were going to trail him. I am. There's a television unit

concealed in the back seat of the car as you're driving.

I can watch him from here.

Gee, a quick-ass safe anywhere nowadays.

You're just in time, Diana.

Oh, thanks again, boys.

Anytime, Professor.

Now we'll do a little... A little spying on Mr. Ash.

Look, there he is. He's coming into focus now.

Why, that's Oak Street. He's turning west.

He's watching to see if he's being followed.

Right. We'll wait until he thinks he's safe.

Then I hope he goes to their headquarters.

Hello?

Oh, I'm sorry, Professor Van Wick, but I won't be able to attend the meeting

tonight. And why not?

I see.

All right, Duncan.

What's wrong?

It seems he captured one of the criminals and purposely let him escape.

What? He's devised some means of trailing the crook.

They expect to be able to follow him to the ghost's headquarters.

Well, I hope his scheme works.

So do I.

But Duncan hasn't been very successful so far.

There's nothing to be done here.

Good day, gentlemen.

Van Wyk?

Parker?

He circled the park twice to make sure he isn't followed.

Yes, but he seems satisfied now. He's turning north on Crest Highway.

Keep in touch with me.

Duncan?

Yes?

He's turned off the highway onto Canyon Road.

Check.

He stopped at the end of the canyon and went into a tunnel.

Good. It must be their headquarters.

Hold on until I get there.

Right.

Crimson Ghost just got out of his car and went into the tunnel, too.

Our plan worked.

I'll soon be there and capture him, and Ash, too.

The experiment is a huge success.

That'll be all the experimenting for today.

I'm curious to know who you are. Take off that mask.

Now we'll see who you are.

Nash. So, it's a trick.

You guessed correctly, my dear professor.

He's got a ball!

Get the heavy water plant!

Ash, Professor Richards has sent a truckload of wrecked equipment from the

cave to the pier warehouse.

That junk?

What's he expect to do, reconstruct the scene of the crime?

No, he intends to check at the fingerprint.

That's impossible.

He can't get any fingerprints out of that mess.

I don't know what he can or can't do, but I'm not taking any chances.

I'm going to the warehouse and destroy that evidence. In the meantime, you must

stop Richards from getting there.

I'll take care of him.

And so far, every step I take against the Crimson Ghost seems to be known in

advance. And the professors are the only ones you confide in.

Which is why I suspect that one of them is the Crimson Ghost, or closely

associated with him.

It seems incredible.

I know, but it's the only lead I have.

So now I'm trying to force the guilty one to show his hand.

So that's why you told him about the fingerprints that don't exist.

Right. That wreckage in the truck at the warehouse is just bait to throw out the

Crimson Ghost.

We'll be trapped here all day.

He's only got four shots left.

When he tries to reload, I'll rush him.

See if he can get the car started.

Now let's go. We can't, Duncan. It's stuck.

Looks like the Crimson Ghost is pretty anxious to keep us from getting to that

warehouse.

We can still make it. We can? How?

On foot. If we cut across the peninsula here, it's only about a half mile to the

warehouse.

Not so fast.

Well, Professor Van Wick, or do you prefer being called the Crimson Ghost?

Now, don't jump to any obvious conclusions, Richards.

I only came here to save this evidence from the... That's what I hoped would

happen. I suspected that the guilty professor might show up here just for

that purpose. You just listened to the reason I could explain everything.

You'll explain, all right, but to the proper authorities.

I'll be glad to.

There's no use in trying to get anything through that stubborn head of yours.

That's better. Now hop in there.

Thanks to your friend Ash, we'll have to use this for transportation.

Don't move.

Drop your gun and put your hands up.

Get out of here!

Professor Van Wick is dead.

Richard will suspect which one of the professors you are.

Suspicion is one thing and getting proof is another.

The important thing is to finish the cyclocruel at once.

blindfolding is a nuisance.

But quite necessary, Count Fader.

Your success as an international agent has likewise been built upon complete

distrust of your fellow man.

When will this be ready for a demonstration?

In a couple of days.

Through the television screen, you will have the pleasure of seeing what happens

when all the city's power and electricity has stopped.

That'll cause a lot of accidents and death.

Make the cops turn on the heat.

The cool millions being paid to me by the foreign country Count Fator

represents will justify the results.

But there is one other condition.

I must have the original plans of the cyclotrode, so that I may be sure that

no one else in this country ever attempts to build one.

Young Richards has them, and he's the only one who knows where they are.

However, I have a way of listening in on him now, and he may be enticed into

dropping a hint as to where the plans may be.

I hope you won't think I'm curious if I ask you what's in the wire.

It's from Dr.

Fred A. Cushing, psychiatrist and specialist in criminal psychology.

I'm going to let him have a talk with Professors Parker and Maxwell.

Since the death of Professor Van Wake, it's evident that one of the two is the

Crimson Ghost.

And do you think this Dr. Cushing will be able to find out which one's behind

all this trouble?

He'll be able to tell which one might be the criminal type.

That'll give me a chance to concentrate on him and build up some evidence.

It sounds like a good possibility.

Yes, it is.

I'll introduce Cushing as a government expert interested in the cyclotron.

We'd better hurry and have dinner.

Cushing gets in tonight, the 7 o'clock plane, and he'll come directly here from

the airport.

I'm glad you mentioned eating because I'm starved.

Oh, thank you, Professor.

tonight. The 7 o'clock plane will come directly here from the airport.

This is our opportunity to get those cyclotron plans from Richard.

This Dr.

Cushy will have Richard's complete confidence and be able to secure

anything he asks for.

So all we need to do is substitute our Dr.

Blackton for him.

I'm looking for Professor Richard.

Yes, he's expecting you. He'll be right back.

May I take your thing? Thank you.

Won't you sit down?

Blackton, make sure the control collar doesn't show.

Do you have an ice-cream, Doctor?

Very pleasant, thank you.

Professor Richards, this is Dr. Cushing.

How do you do, Doctor?

How do you do, Richard?

I'm sorry to be late. Oh, that's quite all right. The young lady here has made

me feel right at home.

I realize you can only spare a few days, Doctor, so we'll get right down to

business. That's right, Richard.

Now, as I understand it, you want me to talk to these two professors and

suddenly test them for paranoia or other criminal tendencies.

Exactly. I thought I'd introduce you as a government expert interested in the

cyclotron. Well, I'm afraid I'll have to have more than a...

amateur's knowledge of the cyclotrode.

Perhaps I could use its plans to study overnight.

Why, yeah, certainly.

But I'll have to send out for them. You see, since all this trouble started,

I've been keeping my valuable papers in a safe at the apartment I rented

secretly. Oh, Diana, will you get the plans for me? Of course.

It's apartment 917, 806 Hill Street.

There, I'll give you the combination to the safe.

I'll be right back.

Take a man and go to Richard's apartment at once.

Get the plans from that girl when she opens the safe.

Diana won't be long, Doctor.

While we're waiting, I wonder, would you mind autographing my copy of your new

book? Why, I'd be glad to.

Hope you enjoy reading it. I'm sure I will.

By the way, Doctor, I've often wondered whether your middle initial A stands for

Albert, the same as mine.

Why, I... Why, it does happen to be Albert.

I happen to know that Dr. Cushing's middle name is Arden, and that he's left

-handed as mentioned in an earlier book. You sign that autograph with your right

hand. Well, I, uh... Don't alibi.

Kill him.

What's your game?

Now, supposing you tell me where Cushing is and who you are.

Now we'll see what you can tell me about the Crimson Ghost.

Why, I take off the capone collar.

will open the safe and give us the cyclotrode plans.

I will not.

I think you will.

Landed in the alley.

Well, nothing on the dead man to give us a clue. And no sign of the cyclotrope

plans. Ash must have gotten them.

Why do you suppose the Crimson Ghost wants those plans?

After all, he has a cyclotrope. Maybe to check or verify some detail on the large

model.

But you don't even really know that he's building one. That's a pretty good

guess. A criminal of his caliber wouldn't be satisfied with a small

model.

I wonder why Mrs. Malloy left this out here.

What's the matter?

It's a lot heavier than it should be.

What is it?

It's a wire recorder.

Then someone's been picking this up and listening to everything we've said here.

I'm afraid that's right.

Now that we've found out about it, we ought to be able to turn the tables on

them. How?

We'll wipe off the conversation that's recorded here and substitute some

information of our own.

Then I'll bait the trap with some similar remarks at the meeting this

afternoon.

You place too little importance on the fact that the Crimson Ghost now has a

cyclotrope plan and can build an enlarged machine.

No, I've anticipated the building of a larger cyclotrope.

and have taken steps to meet and avert any attack that may be made with it.

Taken what steps?

I've constructed another isotron.

The moment the cyclotrope begins to operate, my device will bend back its

rays, destroying the machine and all who are near it.

What assurance have you that your isotron will not be destroyed as the

other one was?

It's well hidden at my apartment and under guard.

I'm going there now to make some final adjustments.

Then... Let the Crimson Ghost strike if he dares.

Duncan suspects that the Crimson Ghost is one of his associates at the

university.

So he told us a story about having an isotron that will turn back the

cyclotrode's rays and destroy it. And you do not believe him? I'm sure his

story is nothing more than a clumsy attempt to draw me into a trap.

Mr. Malloy just brought in the recorder.

Criminologist Richards.

But you didn't take Professors Parker and Maxwell into your confidence.

Naturally not. I'm convinced that one of them is the Crimson Ghost.

Then there really isn't an isotron. Oh, yes, there is. But not in my apartment.

It's concealed in the wall cabinet in the main room of the University Storage

Building. It's already in operation and will destroy the cyclotrope and its

operators, just as I warned them.

So, he's a fool, is he, this Duncan Richards?

It is you he makes the fool.

Silence!

Get that ice upon and bring it here immediately.

I will not stop the demonstration until it's in my hands.

The dog will follow it anywhere.

Go get him, Timmy.

Why, this is a bank.

A trumped-up imitation of the isotron. Why, it's useless. It... Richards has

devised some means of trailing you.

Not a chance.

Nobody saw me leave there or arrive.

We can't be sure of that. Go outside and stand guard.

Main, start the cyclotron.

on the cyclotrope.

Here, Timmy.

What?

Now, what's that bling?

It's easy to disembowel it, and I'll stay here.

into the heart of the city.

It will first destroy all communication system, leaving the police helpless to

stem the rising tide of panic and disaster.

While the power is irresistible, nothing can stop it.

That stopped it, my ghostly friend.

Get your hands up.

Woof woof woof

his ugly face.

After weeks of following blind trails, it finally became evident that the

Crimson Ghost must be a member of the faculty here at the university.

But then I found the wire recorder and forced a move that brought me face to

face with the Crimson Ghost.

Take him away, Inspector.

Come along.