(Whiz Comics 020, 1941)
Racing to the Hayten Museum in New York City in response to a plea for assistance, super-detective Dan Dare discovers a body upon arrival and is immediately accused of being the murderer by what turns out to be his employers, once everything is cleared up.
It turns out that these men are either archaeologists or the kind of genteel looters who supplied museums back in the day, and that they recently opened a cursed Egyptian tomb along with four others who have since been murdered. The murderer: someone claiming to be the former occupant of that tomb and calling themself the Missing Mummy, who is demanding the return of an emerald that was stolen by one of the expedition members.
The Missing Mummy's depredations are clearly designed to flush the emerald thief out of hiding, and it works, as that night one of the remaining four (named Stackley, fyi) retrieves the gem from its hiding place in the museum (did I mention that these guys all live in the museum? Because they do) and makes a break for it, only to be killed and relieved of his prize before he can get away. Meanwhile, assistant Carol Clews is kidnapped out from under Dan Dare's nose while he is examining the mysterious return of the lower-case missing mummy, because the upper-case Missing Mummy is of course one of the remaining three expedition members.
Dan manages to literally stumble into the Mummy's secret lair and is forced to shoot him dead rather than allow him to kill Carol (and just why did he kidnap her in the first place? Love of the game I guess). Upon unmasking the Missing Mummy, he is revealed to be Hector Brown, the man who hired Dan in the first place, and as someone who has read all of the Dan Dare stories let me tell you: I was not shocked. I'd estimate that up to a quarter of all of Dare's clients are actually the guilty party attempting to give themselves a veneer of innocence. It never works of course, but just like the fact that dressing up like a mummy and killing off the members of a group that you also belong to only serves to reduce the pool od suspects to a manageable level until you are caught, it's the kind of lesson that you only learn after it's too late.
Terrific as always to see a fake mummy running around in a comic. No note, keep them coming.
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