Authentic Science Fiction Monthly, No. 56 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION is that Jaksn has a private laboratory in the same block as his office and has used it reasonably frequently over the last four years—since he moved in, in fact. But recently he’s been in there much more frequently, working all even- ing and sometimes practically all night. This last week seems to have been a peak period for him, too. The janitor reported that a whole load of equipment was shipped out of there, under Jaksn’s personal supervision, three days ago, and another load collected at 06.00 hours this morning!” General Lee rubbed hig chin. ““Have you had a look at the place?” he demanded. Kristofr nodded. “I was up there just now with a couple of men from the Yard laboratories. They told me most of the stuff in there was the kind you’d expect to find in the workroom of a neuro- physicist, but there were plenty of marks that showed that there’d been other gadgets in there, too. Presumably the ones that Jaksn had moved out.” “So an 16 “So doesn’t it seem prob- able that he was working on something that would immu- nise him from the beams of the Detector in order to get away with suicide?” The general grunted. “I can’t think that a man who couldn’t be bothered to fill in the necessary forms for Uthanasia would spend all his time on such a gadget, but it’s a possibility. Have you checked on the way the gear was moved out of the laboratory?” Kristofr nodded. “I’ve put men onto that—also onto the firms that supplied apparatus to Jaksn. Nothing’s turned up yet, though.” He eased him- self on the foam cushion and looked up at the general with a worried frown. “Sir, I was wondering something. It oc- curred to me that if Jaksn was working on some sort of shielding device that would protect a man from the Detector, we ought to give more time to finding out what’s become of it than to why Jaksn used it for his own purposes. If it fell into the wrong hands .. .” The general started, his comicloooks.com