1956-06-23 — Page 5

THE CHINA MAIL, SATURDAY, JUNE 23, 1956.

INTO THE KITCHEN

by GILES

Being Part II of his personal campaign to cut down accidents on the Home Front

FOOD

Page

Master

FILES

THE BIG WEB

It's fact and fiction BOTH

Happening TODAY

From Vienna

Murder at interpol

detectives from 53 nations аго

meeting in Vienna for the conference of

with interna-

Interpol, the international police organisa- his job never brought him tion. That is the background to The Big to contact Web. No conventional thriller this. Fact timal crooks. runs side by side with fiction. It is murder When right inside Interpol. Murder from the word rocktail this afternoon of instalment one. The dateline: Vienna, at the Belvedere Palace, he rame to shake ту hand.

go

I

met We

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T is almost midnight Sir Ronald Howe, the chicf looked at me with his pale

and I have just down British delegate, laughed at blue eyes, and said :-

IL- ed my third glass of me when I mentioned sliwowitz since I got back to the hotel. A strong Slay drink is what I need to restore my equilibrium. city where East and West

mvet. The barbed

that this was a risky city I feel an impostor mixing "You know, Mr Packson, in which to hold an Interpol with all you famous detec conference. For this ін а

tives like this. Take you, for instance. The whole world knows about Mr Joe

wire

frontiers of the Iron Curtain

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Packson, The mah who trapped the gold smugglers In Pakistan and the mu who found the drug cache

Not for many years has the sight of a corpse on a countries Czechoslovakia slab affected me so deeply, ami Hungary, are only And I can't get it out of my few miles down the road. mind: Why, why, why should anyone want to On the banks of the in Singapore. You have murder

poor little Mr Danube, not

far from this an exciting life flying around Johannsen?

hotel, is a vust area of the world.

Sitting here on the ter- race of the Sacher Hotel, everything looks so much like story-book Vienna that it is hard to believe what has happened. Walking past my table only a few minutes ago went a distinguished, grey-haired man with beautiful woman on his

turm.

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He handed her with a gallant bow into a black-and- 'maroon Rolls-Royce, and they glided away into the night.

By Percy Hoskins

and

Leonard Mosley

"BUT

UT me.

★ ★

Drawing

by

ROBB

CHAPTER

ONE

a beautiful woman should be so from my bruises, but a prank anxious to make a mousy Httle just the same.

man like that come with her. I

get away.

That was at five in the even-

ing.

I never go any was even more surprised that "Don't worry," they said. "No where. I am just the Johnson should

be trying to one would want to harm Herr keeper of the police records

Johannsen. He hasn't an enemy in Sweden. I sit in my They heard me as I laughed, would dare to attempt a majo

in the world. And, anyway, who office

in Stockholm and and turned round. I suddenly crime here while Interpol, the memorise faces, keep re- saw that little Johannsen was pick of the world's criminologi- cords up to date. I must be palace and get help," he shouted.

frightened "Go back to the cal brains, is meeting here?" the only policeman in the "They

are trying to take me world who knows all the away!" criminals there apartment houses

they girl dragged him into filled they look like, how with

work, And yet I have pled in beside him, and pushed foreigners, refugees

never been out on a case nor his head down. I dashed for the and professional intriguers. arrested a crook in my life, cat, and now I saw that there Some of them are political

Was someone at the wheel and heroca. But quite a lot of Why on earth do you invite that the engine was running.

me hore? I'm just a Aling thêm

international are

clerk, not a detective." crooks.

are

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RECOGNISED him at once as Fritz Mandi, the When the police chiefs of Austrian arms millionaire. 53 different countries Remember him? He used to be married to film star Hedy Lamarr and spent most of his married ́lifo trying to buy up copies of her most famous film, that sexy

number called "Esctaby."

All around me alt smartly- dressed men and exquisitely gowned women, drinking champagne after their visit to the opera across the way. The orchestra is play ing Johann Strauss's "Tales from the Vienna Woods.”

Yet tonight Vienna has

are what With A sudden wrench, the

the car,

w eno

have

I was still hoping that it was a joke, after All; that BQXxe- one had been making a fool of me that Jobotinsen Wes Dow back in his hotel.

THEN I goi

WHE

back to Sacher, they told me there was DUINIC-

one walking to see me in the Lounge. It was Fraulein Wittce. On her face now there was cer- tainly no souplicism,

"I have been asked to take you to polico headquarters,” she sold. "I am afraid you have an unpleasant duty in front of you.”

They had laid him on a tiled table, and tho looked even analler than he had done in life. ite was not pleasant to look at, low he had been shot through the back of the head-und the results are not pretty.

But I was lie Jubannsen all right. Ho had been found two hours before, in a sopse in the Vienna Woods, not Lor from Grinzing.

1 mude the fernal identifica- tion and then swore a state- meat. Thus, over a coffee in the inspector's office, 1 asked whether the police had found ang clues,

The inspector shook his head. "They had emptied everything out of his pockets. Even cut the laundry marks and labels from clothes. They obviously didn't expect us to find him so 5001,

and wo shouldn't have dobo if it hadn't been for courting couple,"

"But no dues at all?” I said. "Didn't you find anything?"

opened a drawer and pulled

out

an evelope. "These""" ho said, and pushed them for- ward. "He was chutching them in his band when we found him, But how they'll help us i don't know."*

i looked down at the meagre pile in front of me. There were three strands of turly black hair, There was a leaflet advertising a well-known Viennes alght club called the Casino Oriental.

"Vir bringen charmante

aller Foruldin

Welt," the leaflet said on the back, "in Leistungs-in Schonheits- ("We bring you chaming girls from all over the world to give you beautiful dancing.")

tanzen.

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SAID goodbye to them and walked back to my hotel. I felt confused and furious with mysli. I had been able to describe the blonde all right, when the police had asked me. I slapped him оп the

But what I remembered of the shoulder and took him REACHED inside to grab the mon at the wheel was well just

I to all brought together in ucross

meet Dr Wach- wheel, and that was when fantastic. He couldn't have look- city like this, anything can Austrian

meister, the head of the the driver hit me. I aw the vd like that.. I mast

Home

revolver butt come down and imagined him.

And then underneath,' as if happen. 'And tonight it has.

office. felt the pain as it crashed on

someone hard, scrawlod it in Someone introduced me to my knuckles. As I fell back the

For he had a black beard. He letters nax numbers→→→

hury, were three groups of One of our dolegates is a pretty girl who turned bull hit me again acros the wore an eye patch. His nostrils dead.

of Vienna's face.

flared like those of He was kidnapped out to be one

*T& pantomime villain. And to cap as he was leaving today's few women detectives, and I felt myself falling and hit it all he had discoloured, pro-

1.said: "It's a cođe of some bxecutive meeting of the forgot about Johannsen the ground with a thud. By truding teeth.

dozi. But where have I seen it the time I had rolled over the Interpol committee in the for a time.,

beat? What was the poor Bitle Belvedere Palace.

car was meing down the road, It was a disguise, of course. and the blonde was looking at But

enda tuying to tell us before they why forgotten

an such

obvious murdered him?" me through the back window disguise? And no

under about him altogether, had it with a meer of triumph on her hide his features, why had the And if he wanted to not been for the incident as I

Fraulein Wittee shook her stand why.

fico. loft the palace.

blonde not bothered to do shold. "It means nothing to us,”

she walch. Who could possibly want

That was the last I saw of loot

"But then, "- neither to kill a harmloss little man car parked in the driveway just

There was a large American is Mr Johannson-alive.

does the crime itaolf. With all like Mr Johannson?

All through dinner. I worried the famous brains of Interpol beside the great iron gates, and I got hold of Fraulein Wiitee, about it, and

about poor

old were in Vionne, why should way-- who was the Viennese police girl, and she Johannen. I

couldn't forget one went to inurder that poce Ho has been appearing standing beside - It. Thore was balled the vit on my check the frightened look on his face. years and has almost be he had her hand ds Johann- they sent out the alarm.

these conferences for little Johannsen. He was talking while a police car took us back te a tall, statuesque bloride, and to the cfly. I told my story and come Interpol's family pot. sen's arm and was trying

one can

should have

I grinned as 1

1 w

a very different scent for

at

mu.

To none, it smells not of expen-

my policeman's

He was an elderly, mook drag him into the car.

sive perfume but of depth.

.

to

o'clock strolled

to Astoria Holol for a drink with But no one, not even Fraulein London crime reporter at the Wilton, took the incident too 'conference, and wondered what

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little man with an obliging, it was such a funny sight that selfqualy at first. You could see he would think it I told him my I had a hunch from the manner and a shy amilo, y laughed out loud. I couldn't thit they thought it was all a fantastic afory. Instead,:: kapit. start-and I remember how. Unlike the rest of us horo, belp fouling surprised that such pack-sa rough prask, to judge my mouth shui,

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