Smashing the Spy Ring

Let's look in on police headquarters. The time is close to midnight. Mannegan is holding down the desk while the sergeant is out for a bite to eat. Oh, shouldn't I wish the sergeant would get back.

It'd like me that would thrundle bed and some shut eye. Take an easy mannegan you would get hurt. You always wanted to make the blue peel. Well, here he is. It's no use to struggle the blue feet on a stronger than you are.

I'll just stop this hanger from your mountain and tie you up. And I'll carry you under the room where you keep the fingerprint file. There you are. Now, over my shoulder you go up to sexy.

There we are. Just lie there like a good little boy. I want to examine his file. The 7B. 28B. 9. 31B. As Beth looks like it. like it fingerprints of Joe Bugsmagotti and his his photograph.

Yes, Mr. Bugsmagotti, those are your fingerprints, all right? You're the guy that stole that murder gun. Well, Mr. Bugsmagotti, you're going to get nipped by the blue beetle and nipped her. Reach for the ceiling, Mr. Blue Beetle.

Ah, the beautiful daughter of the police commissioner. 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 in standing.

What are you doing here? And why is your gag tied up off of the mannequin there? I'm here to obtain evidence against the opium gang your father is trying to round up. I tied up off of the 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 charm and capital will lower that toy revolver, which he's holding an earn-to-steady hand, the blue beetle will tell her something to gladden her father.