A Matter Of Evidence

Biggest of all game, public enemies who try to destroy our America with his faithful valedictal, Britt Reid, daring young publisher, matches with the underworld. Risking his life that criminals and racketeers within the law may feel it's weight by the sting of the green hornet.

Ride with Britt Reid in the thrilling adventure of a matter of evidence. Both Crenshaw and the political machine he represented. Nevertheless, there were several reporters at the big political rally. Michael Oxford and Lenoert Case, sat down in front near the reporters, colonists and radio men.

Looks like the meeting is going to get underway in a couple of minutes, Kizzy. Uh-huh. And I don't think I care for this kind of reporting. Me neither. I'm a man of action. I like it better when things are burning.

Look at both Crenshaw up there. That's... Look. Oh, I did test my test. My God, he reads many a times that he'd like to stick a pin in Crenshaw and see if hot air pooshed out, like from a balloon.

Michael, is it true that Crenshaw owns that big gambling house? The garden? Sure it is, but nothing to never be proved. I know Commissioner Higgins would like to get the good done Crenshaw. Michael, look!

Over there on the front row. Isn't that one of our men? Where? They fell on the light suit. Yes, it is. It's that chap who works in the advertising department. Jim Donald, sure enough. Now, what do you suppose he's doing if a rabbit liked this?

It can't be. I can't find something. Lady! Well, here we go, Casey. Sharp and your pencils. I give you that Oh my God! Hey! What is this? You're coming! Hard wash. I give you... McDonald's!