Boston Blackie attends an art auction; the curator is shot dead; Inspector Farraday spots Blackie with his gun out and jumps to the obvious conclusion; the real killer sneaks the dead body into the hollow body of the life sized statue being auctioned. Oh, and the owner selling off her valuable statue is attractive Harriet Hilliard. Mystery and adventure ensue.
Fun bits: Lloyd Corrigan as Blackie's rich friend Arthur has amusing difficulties with a pair of handcuffs. Joan Woodbury has a juicy minor role as a woman from Blackie's past (an episode whose details are delightfully vague) who has a ball trashing Blackie's living room while George Stone as the Runt watches helplessly. And poor Billy Benedict is hilarious as an ice cream man whose costume is "borrowed"—twice!—by Blackie in need of a disguise.
Also, watching the statue movers transport that large statue from place to place—always keeping it in a standing up position—I couldn't help but think what short work Abbott and Costello would have made of such a job.
It's a fun hour with no lulls.