Characters
- Nick Carter, whose name is inspired to that of the homonymous pulp-novel detective, is a short, old-fashion detective which is usually called by other authorities or by privates to solve intricate cases. These are normally occasions to satirize famous movies, comics characters or existing persons (see later). Humouristic versions of horror and science fiction themes are sometimes present. The stories are generically set in the United States of 1910s-1920s, as Carter and his collaborators take part to several missions in World War I's front and in the Russian Revolution as well.
- Patsy is Carter's tall, sturdy and clumsy assistant, whose main abilities regards fists and weapons. Each stories usually ends with Patsy maintaining something such: "And the last one repairs damage" or "The last one closes"
- Ten is a Japanese detective who expresses himself only in rhyme, citing an ironizing version of Japan's wisdom.
- O'Callaghan is a N.Y. police official whose incompetence to solve striking cases usually led to calling Carter.
- Stanislao Moulinsky is the main and unique villain of the series. Moulinsky is an alleged "master criminal" using astute disguises: the most incredible ones include three people a time, a television, an airship and a fog. He is, however, invariably unmasked by Carter in the last panel of each story, with the signature exchange: (Nick Carter:) "No! This is not ___, but Stanislao Moulinsky in one of his best disguises!" (Stanislao Moulinsky, taking off his mask and with a strong Russian accent:) "Well yes, damned Carter, you have won again!"
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