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Mysterious Murders

Revista Umělec 1998/1

01.01.1998

Ivan Mečl a Bohumil Fencl | comics | en cs

1. There was nobody else in front of the bank at that time.
2. Damn!
3. In the gallery.
4. Yeah, pyek-nah so-kha.
5. Oh-prah-v’dooh.
6. They were all alone.
7. Four strangled people and no witnesses.
8. Golder powder. She couldn’t have fed the birds with that.
9. Well, Shimmie, how far did you get with the case.
10. I have a feeling there’s some dark powers involved in all this. Nobody can help me with that.
11. Except for the power of the good.
12. U-Man, I got a problem.
13. All right, I’ll meet you at the Wiped Out Astronaut at ten sharp.
14. A puzzle: Do you know who is behind all the murders? The lucky guessers will be rewarded with a little surprise. Write to the address on page 3 in the Artist magazine.

In the next issue: Milkey’s Advice





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