"Murder Comes In Black Boxes!"

In this issue, Batman is a very understanding man who avoids flying off the handle at people whose boyfriends were just killed. But hey, a guy gets defensive sometimes . . .

He solves some mysteries, uncovers new ones, and decides to go to Hungary.

He also tries out some catchy british slang he picked up watching late-night PBS. Later he buys some flowers and puts on a beard. There's an old man and some barrels. To be continued.

The issue, that is. I'm done.

found within the pages of Batman #281 (Nov. 1976) with a story by David V. Reed and an art by Ernie Chua & Tex Blaisdell