Charlie Chan in Reno Page #7

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Adrenaline. She's got to have

a heart stimulant.

- Will take, please.

- What's the matter, Mr. Chan?

Have you gone mad?

Examination of hypodermic

will determine that.

- Jimmy!

- I got it, Pop.

- Thank you so much.

- Let me have that, please.

Keep this man covered, Peters.

I'll call the police surgeon.

Choy Wong, stay with lady.

Can help when police surgeon arrive.

Jimmy.

You search rooms for gauze?

Yeah. This was in

Wally Burke's room.

I guess the doctor used it last night

to patch him up after the fight.

And this was in Miss Wells' room,

in the wastebasket.

Neither one of them matches the gauze

on the nitric acid bottle...

but I brought them along anyway.

We didn't get a chance

to look in here.

- Can look now.

- Yes.

Pop! This is it.

It matches.

That means that Mrs. Russell

took the acid from the Doctor's office.

- Do you suppose that she-

- Please.

You will take all exhibits to room

and guard carefully.

If lady recovers

sufficiently to talk...

bring all suspects to scene of crime.

Oh. Also request...

everyone wear same clothes

as night of murder.

All right, Bentley, come on.

What are you bringing me here for?

Oh, ain't you heard?

We don't put people in jail no more.

We take 'em to the best hotel.

Give 'em music with their meals...

and hot and cold

running water and-

Horsefeathers.

Come on.

Stick around if you like, Mr. Whitman,

but Charlie doesn't want you inside.

Okay. I guess Charlie knows

what he's doing. I'll wait downstairs.

Joe, keep your eye

on the elevator and the stairs.

You boys stick here

and don't let anybody leave this room.

- You understand?

- Yes, sir.

- What's goin' on?

- Charlie's called all the suspects together.

He's going to produce the murderer.

He's going to produce the murderer?

After I drive to Tonopah

to pick 'im up?

Go on in, Burke.

Well, I'm a cockeyed son of a gun

if this don't beat all.

- What's the matter?

- I knew that Chan fella was fancy...

but if he can't hold an inquest

without making it formal, I give up.

Relax, will you?

All right, go in, ladies, please.

Come on. He's probably

serving cocktails again.

Have been called together

because each of you...

had very strong reason

for hating Mrs. Bentley.

One of you had motive

powerful enough to kill.

Here is lady whose husband

was stolen from her...

by murdered woman five years ago.

Here is young man,

blindly in love...

until eyes rudely opened

by ugly insult in public.

Miss Wells, impulsive young lady

in love with Doctor...

has admitted she would have

killed Mrs. Bentley...

if given sufficient provocation.

Just a minute. Just a minute.

If you're takin' 'em

from left to right...

you just skipped

your friend Mrs. Whitman.

She's still the only one

found with the body.

Will neglect no one.

Here is husband.

Most anxious to get rid of wife.

Only in a legal,

straightforward manner.

Then why were you hiding out

in that ghost town?

I'm a mining engineer.

I got a job to

look over those mines...

afterJeanne had established

residence in Reno.

I was afraid if I was seen here

it would look like collusion...

and the divorce wouldn't be granted.

Or maybe you thought

you had a perfect alibi-

That no one would suspect you of murdering

your wife if she was giving you a divorce.

Yeah. If you're

so all-fired innocent...

why did you put up such a scrap last night

and then run away?

I didn't know you were

connected with the police.

I found a man sneaking around my place,

so I jumped him.

- You would have done the same thing.

- Horsefeathers.

- I'm arrestin' you.

- Tombstone.

He's already under arrest.

Why did wife visit you

on day before murder?

She was panicky.

Said she needed $5,000 right away.

- Did you give it to her?

- I didn't have it.

- Did she say why she wanted it?

- No.

Think Dr. Ainsley can

furnish answer to that.

What do you mean?

Doctor said had known

Mrs. Bentley only three weeks...

yet signed false certificate

on death of first husband...

Wayne Russell, three years ago.

False certificate?

You mean she killed him?

Canceled checks prove

Mrs. Bentley...

paid Dr. Ainsley large sums of money

to keep guilty secret.

- If I'd known that I-

- Didn't you?

No.

Then please explain

why you visit Mrs. Bentley...

with acid bottle.

How did you know-

We know you were here.

I came to disfigure her.

When Mrs. Whitman arrived at the hotel

and I saw what happened...

I realized thatJeanne

was going to ruin her life...

the same as she'd ruined mine.

All the hate I'd felt

came back to me.

I got the acid

from the doctor's office.

But found lady's face

protected by beauty mask.

That's it.

Then you grabbed the scissors

and stabbed her.

- Mrs. Russell, I arrest you in the name of the law.

- I didn't kill her.

When Jeanne saw the acid

she grabbed for it.

Said she'd give me a dose

of my own medicine.

I kept her from getting it,

but some of the acid was spilled.

When I left her,

she was very much alive.

But now I understand what happened.

When she couldn't get

the $5,000 from Bentley...

- the doctor killed her.

- He didn't.

Missing $100 bills found

in doctor's room...

- prove he was here on night of murder.

- What ifhe was?

If he was blackmailing Mrs. Bentley,

would he kill his meal ticket?

- You keep out of this.

- I won't keep out of it.

Excuse.

Miss Wells very calm young lady...

except where doctor is concerned.

Do you think I'm going to let a bunch of

blundering fools pin a murder on him?

What time was it when you

brought the acid up here?

- After 12:
00.

- And she was alive then.

Dr. Ainsley came up here

at 10 minutes of 10::00...

and left at 11:
00.

I know, because I was

waiting for him in the office.

- Waiting with watch in hand?

- What do you mean?

Such careful check on time

highly suggestive of jealousy.

What are you doing now,

accusing her?

Have accused no one as yet.

Merely search for truth.

What about Mrs. Russell?

She admits coming up here with the acid.

Yet you take her word for it

that she left without killing her.

Please.

Can explain bandage found in room?

Who found it in my room?

Number two son-

Most ambitions amateur sleuth.

A lot of people found

scissors in their room...

and they were planted

by number two son...

so what does that prove,

Mr. Charlie Chan?

Look out!

Your-Your sleeve's on fire.

- Look out. Fire.

- Stop it. Let go of me.

- Stop it! Leave me alone.

- What is it?

Leave me alone.

Stop it!

What happened, Charlie?

Merely experiment with liquid smoke.

Quite harmless,

but highly successful...

in trapping murderess.

Honorable sheriff

may now make arrest.

Who? Her? Uh-uh.

I ain't makin' no more arrests

until I got the evidence.

Burn on arm received

from nitric acid...

when Miss Wells reach for scissors

to stab Mrs. Bentley.

Evidence of guilt...

quite apparent

in desperate desire to hide burn.

Sorry to resort to trick,

but lady make fatal mistake...

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