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Rise from the Ashes
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February 23, 2:15 PM
Wright & Co. Law Offices

Ema:
Uh... um, Mr. Wright! So... What's going on with the case, anyway!? I... I'm a little confused.

Phoenix:
Huh!? W-well, um... let's see. (What is going on?) The victim, Detective Bruce Goodman, was stabbed to death after  5:00 PM on the 21st. He died in the Prosecutor's parking lot... and the Police Department's evidence room.

Ema:
What's this "and the evidence room" part!? The Prosecutor's Office and the Police Department are 30 minutes apart by car.

Phoenix:
... Well... that's what we're going to find out. (Or try to, at least...)

Ema:
... Alright! Let's do it!

Phoenix:
(Glad she's in good spirits, but I'm not sure she's going to be much help with this...)

Ema:
Don't be so sure, Mr. Wright.

Phoenix:
Huh?

Ema:
Would you mind coming with me? I'll prove that these thick- rimmed glasses of mine aren't just for show! Let's go! Science awaits us!


February 23
Prosecutor's Office
Underground Parking Lot

Ema:
You know, I really don't think we should worry about the Police Department murder! There wasn't even a body found there! Who cares?

Phoenix:
(Of course it was our victim who was killed at the Department...)

Ema:
And my sister would never do such a thing! I know it...


Edgeworth:
That oil drum... Was it empty?

Angel:
The oil drum kicked over by the Chief Prosecutor... was brimming with water!


Ema:
My sister, erasing evidence at the crime scene? Never!

Phoenix:
(Even though she says they don't get along, Ema really likes her sister...)

Ema:
That's not it at all! It's just... We're both professionals at what we do... and I trust her!

Phoenix:
(Big words for a high school student.) Well, whether there was blood stains or not... The water in that oil drum washed it all away.

Ema:
He he heh. Ignore the strength of my science at your own peril, Mr. Wright!

Phoenix:
Huh? What's that grin for?

Ema:
This situation calls for one thing, and that is... Luminol testing fluid!

Phoenix:
L-luminol?

Ema:
Blood is sticky stuff, you know. You can't just wash it away with a little water. Even if you can't see it, it's still there...

Phoenix:
But wouldn't the police have already done those tests?

Ema:
Never trust anyone's eyes but your own, Mr. Wright! Just give it a try!

Phoenix:
M-me? Why do I have to do it!?

Ema:
I'm a minor! I can't even drink yet!

Phoenix:
(We're testing blood stains with this stuff, not drinking it...)

Ema:
Here, look, I'll lend you these glasses.

Phoenix:
Huh? You had an extra pair of those things?

Ema:
To test for a blood reaction, just spray the luminol on it. Like this, see? Touch the screen to spray it on. Okay! Let's find us some bloodstains!

Phoenix:
(I can see her eyes shining behind those glasses...) So, is this a bloodstain?

Ema:
Uhhhh... It's so... ugh!

Phoenix:
Ema, you're shaking.

Ema:
It's just... this is my first time seeing real blood!

Phoenix:
(Scientific investigation in action...)

Ema:
O-okay, well, we definitely know that this is a bloodstain. But, doesn't something strike you as odd? Scientifically speaking, of course?

Phoenix:
(What's odd about this... scientifically?)

Ema:
I definitely think so! I mean... Look at all the blood on the sole of the victim's shoe!

Phoenix:
(It's strange! If they fought here, there'd have to be more bloodstains than this.)

Ema:
Uh, h-hey, Mr. Wright! See how I'm marking up the floor plans when we find a blood stain? See... I'm pretty handy to have around, right?

Phoenix:
Uh, yeah. That's very... useful information to have.

Ema:
I saved up my allowance to buy this!

Phoenix:
Luminol Testing Fluid information received from Ema.

Ema:
We can't be sure that the police will reveal all their evidence in court. Sometimes they fail to mention evidence that doesn't fit with their view of the case.

Phoenix:
And we'll drag that "hidden evidence" out into the light of day!

Ema:
Yeah! It feels like we're really investigating a crime now, doesn't it?

Phoenix:
(This luminol stuff is going to come in handy.)

???:
Hah!

Angel:
I wonder how that fluid of yours would react to a nice Deli Box?

Ema:
Ms. Starr!

Angel:
You only trust your own eyes, hm? Not bad, you two... This day-old Deli Box is on the house...

Phoenix:
Sorry, it's just, that kind of lead in doesn't really get my mouth watering.

 


Wright & Co. Law Offices


February 23
Detention Center
Visitor's Room

Phoenix:
Looks like Ms. Skye is in questioning...

Ema:
I hope the detectives aren't yelling at her... "How did you kill him in two places at the same time!" Can you imagine?

Phoenix:
How's she supposed to answer that! (Wait a second... The Chief said they'd caught the criminal at the Police Department!)

Ema:
Let's come back later!


February 23
High Prosecutor's Office
Room 1202

Ema:
Well, this place is certainly tidy today.

Phoenix:
And it will be tidy tomorrow, too. Incidentally, he's not here.

Ema:
I'm sure he's off doing important investigations!

Phoenix:
I hope that's what he's doing.

Ema:
...?

Phoenix:
(I guess we'll have to come back.)


February 23
Police Department
Entrance

Phoenix:
It's even busier here today than it was yesterday.

Ema:
The detectives are running around so fast they're blurring.

Phoenix:
(I suppose it makes sense--a detective did get killed in their own department.)

Ema:
So... the evidence room. The scene of the crime! According to the pamphlet we got at the front desk... Here it is!

Phoenix:
(She's like a kid at an amusement park.)

Ema:
Ooh, a real crime scene! Let's go take a look!


February 23
Police Department
Criminal Affairs

Phoenix:
Wow, everyone looks deadly serious here...

Ema:
Well, there was a vicious murder of a detective in this department, after all.

Phoenix:
Yes, but the same detective was also killed at the same time in the Prosecutor's lot.

Ema:
Ugh... It makes my head hurt.

Phoenix:
Well, first things first. I want to check out the crime scene here.

Ema:
Yes, you sound "dead"-set on investigating! But don't mess up, or we could wind up... dead!

Phoenix:
I doubt anyone wants more mysteries or dead bodies around here right now. (But... it doesn't look like anyone's going to help us much, either.)


February 23
Evidence Room Entrance
Guard Station

Phoenix:
What's with the decor in this place? It's very... eccentric.

Ema:
According to the pamphlet, this is the guard station for the evidence room.

Phoenix:
So, beyond that door is the evidence room... the scene of the crime?

Ema:
It sure seems that way... Oh. Ohhh...

Phoenix:
What's wrong?

Ema:
It's those cacti! They're so prickly... so imposing! It's hard to think straight.

Phoenix:
(If you can't handle the cacti, stay out of the desert...) What I want to know is, if this is a guard station, where is the guard?

Ema:
I have a feeling I know who this guard is already...


Underground Parking Lot

Phoenix:
(Just when the detectives on this case have disappeared, we find new evidence...)

Ema:
There has to be a connection!

Angel:
So, Rookie...

Phoenix:
Wh-what!

Angel:
It seems like you're serious about investigating this case...

Phoenix:
Yes.

Angel:
Then you should take this.

Phoenix:
A... Salisbury Steak Lunch?

Angel:
I know a certain guy who might help you if you tempt him with this treat...

Steak Lunch received from Ms. Starr.

Ema:
Um, Ms. Starr...? Officer Marshall... is he your... uh, are you his...? Are you g-g-g-going out!?

Angel:
Why do you want to know?

Ema:
I was just wondering what happened to him? A long time ago, when he was helping my sister do cases, he was so nice. He got along so well with my sister, it made me jealous. And... he was nice to me too, back then.

Phoenix:
(This would be when Officer Marshall was a detective.)

Ema:
But now... now he's so cold!

Angel:
... Jake and I are merely cooperating on this investigation. We're putting the past to rest, as it were. Nothing more than that.

Ema:
I... I see. Thank you.

Phoenix:
(Officer Jake Marshall... Hmm...)

(Receiving Steak Lunch and visiting Security Guard Office leads to:)


February 23
Police Department
Entrance

Phoenix:
(This place is charge with frantic energy, as always.)

???:
Please!!!

Ema:
Huh? Wasn't that...

Gumshoe:
One steak lunch, please! Oh, it's you.

Phoenix:
Detective Gumshoe!

Gumshoe:
Now's no time for chit-chat, pal. I'm a busy man! What I really need is a steak lunch from Lunchland.

Ema:
Oh... you mean one of these? Actually, it's not for sale...

Gumshoe:
......

Phoenix:
(I think I just heard the sound of his heart breaking.)

Gumshoe:
Now's no time for despair! We've caught our criminal! Now we just need evidence!

Phoenix:
The criminal... you mean...?

Gumshoe:
You heard about the stabbing in the Police Department evidence room, pal?


Phoenix:
On the same day that a detective was killed in the Prosecutor's parking lot... Another detective... was killed at the Police Department!?


Edgeworth:
And the perpetrator? Do you have a suspect?

Gant:
Well, there was a suspect. Just arrested 'em, in fact.


Gumshoe:
It's the biggest scandal to hit the station in ages! Everything's topsy-turvy.

Phoenix:
But, Detective Gumshoe, who was it?

Gumshoe:
Listen, pal, all I know is I need me a steak lunch, pronto! Standing around here talking isn't going to fill my belly!

Ema:
W-wait! Don't leave!

Gumshoe:
If you want to know more, head on down to the detention center, pal. Questioning should be over, so I figure he's down there having a good cry. Later!

Ema:
He ran off to the evidence room...

Phoenix:
Well, this investigation is off to a running start.


Wright & Co. Law Offices


February 23
Detention Center
Visitor's Room

Ema:
Still, I do feel better about things. A little. I mean, they caught the person who stabbed Detective Goodman, didn't they?

Phoenix:
Uh, yeah, I guess they did. (Best to not go too far down that road right now. Things will just get confusing.)

*WHEEEEEEEEEEEEN*

Ema:
Wh-what was that!?

???:
Sir! That's what I'm saying! Me, a perpetrator? I-I-I'd say I-I-I was the perpetrated against, sir! That's what I'd say! Ah, oh, uh. Hi. Greetings, sir!

Ema:
Wait, I know who you are...


Officer:
Excuse me! But is Mr. Edgeworth, uh... anywhere on the premises? I'm here, sir, at the request of the Chief, sir! I've got your report, sir!


Ema:
Officer Meekins! So you're a guard here at the detention center?

Officer:
No, sir! I'm not, sir! I'm a little lost patrolman, like a little lost lamb, sir!

Ema:
Oh, I get it. You're here to deliver a report?

Officer:
No, sir, I, uh, how should I say this...

Phoenix:
(Wait... he isn't... is he?) You... Officer Meekins... You didn't... did you?

Officer:
Err..........

Meekins:
Perpetrator Officer Meekins reporting, sir!!!

Ema:
What...!? Whaaaaaaaaat!?

Phoenix:
(Now this is an unexpected turn of events...)

(Clearing "Reason for arrest" "Talk" option leads to:)


February 23
Police Department
Criminal Affairs

Ema:
H-hey, Mr. Wright! Look who's standing at the Head Detective's desk!

Phoenix:
(It's Chief Gant!)

Gant:
Are you sure this is all, hmm? You know what it means if there is anything missing!

Chief:
Sir! I'm sure it's most likely totally perfect! We checked the drawers, the lockers, the garbage cans, the coat pockets... the pillowcases, behind the computer monitors, the coffee machine...

Gant:
I see. Well, if anything does turn up, you call me right away, deal?

Chief:
Y-y-y-yessir!!! We'll scour the place again, sir!

Phoenix:
(The Head Detective looks a little flustered...)

Gant:
Ah hah! Wrighto, my boy! How ya been? Swim much?

Phoenix:
Oh ho ho, Chief Gant! Reporting for duty, sir!

Ema:
Why are you saluting him, Mr. Wright!?

Ema:
Heh heh! It looks pretty cool on my lapel, doesn't it? Just think, a real ID!

Phoenix:
You seem... happy.

Ema:
Yes, sir! Because, sir, we get to go into the evidence room now, sir!

Phoenix:
(I think this place is a bad influence on the girl.)


Security Guard Office

Phoenix:
The evidence room is beyond that door.

Ema:
And we have the ID card from Chief Gant! Let's just walk in! ... It won't open.

Phoenix:
Ah hah! The card reader is turned off, see?

Ema:
What is that security guard thinking?

???:
Howdy, pardners. Well, well, what's made my bambina's skies so gray?

Phoenix:
O-Officer Marshall! (Somehow, I knew...)

Marshall:
What's that "somehow I knew" look for? As you may have surmised, this here's my saloon.

Ema:
Um... we're here to investigate the crime scene.

Marshall:
... Yeehaw! That card you got there on your chest. That's better than a sheriff's badge in these parts.

Ema:
Y-yeehaw?

Marshall:
Well, what ya standin' there for? Get along, little dogies. The crime scene's a waiting!

*beep*

Phoenix:
(Looks like the card reader's on again.) While we're here, I was wondering if we could ask you some questions?

Marshall:
Sorry, cowboy, but I got no mind to tangle with you hombres.

Phoenix:
You're... busy, then?

Marshall:
Did I say that? I only said I didn't wish to speak with you.

Phoenix:
(Actually, you said you had "no mind to tangle with us hombres.")


February 23
Evidence Room
Sector Three

Phoenix:
(It's quiet... the investigation must be over here.)

Ema:
So this is the evidence room? It really is kind of like a graveyard.

Phoenix:
Graveyards are supposed to have grass and trees. This feels more like a morgue.

Ema:
N-nice try, M-Mr. Wright. Y-you can't scare me! Eeeeeeek!

Gumshoe:
Whoooooah!

Ema:
S-sorry, I thought you were a ghost!

Gumshoe:
I wouldn't recommend going around smacking ghosts on the head, pal. So, is it true what I heard?


Gant:
Wrighto, please, do I look like a selfish man? Heck, if anyone asked me "sir, can I borrow $50?" I'd give them $50, no problem. So, go ahead! Investigate that room to your heart's desire! Knock yourself out!


Phoenix:
Yeah, it's true.

Gumshoe:
So, Chief of Police Gant... will loan anyone 50 bucks? Even me!?

Ema:
Oh, so that's what you were talking about...

Gumshoe:
Actually, I was put in charge of the investigation for today.

Phoenix:
Just for today?

Ema:
Boss for a day...

Gumshoe:
But guess what!? You got permission from the Chief... So now you're boss for a day!

Phoenix:
(Gee, thanks...)

Gumshoe:
First of all, you'll want to have this.

Evidence Room Floor Plans added to the Court Record.

(Examining rubber glove, assembling Unstable Jar, clearing all "Talk options", presenting ID Card Record, and spraying luminol on all three areas leads to:)

Gumshoe:
Hey, pal, look at the time!!

Phoenix:
Was there something you needed to be going to?

Gumshoe:
It's just that Mr. Edgeworth's inquiry committee should be letting out soon. I'm going to go give them my report for the day. It might help, you know...

Ema:
R-report? You mean the note written on the back of that flyer?

Phoenix:
The one that says nothing but "No problems"!?

Gumshoe:
Hey, it's Mr. Edgeworth we're talking about! I'm sure he can use a report like this. I believe in him!

Phoenix:
(Who needs enemies when you've got friends like Detective Gumshoe..)

Gumshoe:
I'm off, pal! Later!

Phoenix:
(I should probably see what Edgeworth has to say, too.)


Underground Parking Lot


February 23
High Prosecutor's Office
Room 1202

Bellboy:
Ah, guests! My apologies.

Phoenix:
Oh! It's you!

Bellboy:
Have we met somewhere...?

Phoenix:
Huh!?

Bellboy:
Mr. Edgeworth! I beg your leave. So long!

Phoenix:
(Is Edgeworth here...?)

Ema:
There, standing by the window, a teacup in his hand!

Edgeworth:
Ah, it's you.

Phoenix:
(He has the hotel bring him tea service!?)

Ema:
Mr. Edgeworth... you're back from the District Prosecutor's Office inquiry?

Edgeworth:
Precisely.

Phoenix:
By the way, Detective Gumshoe was looking for you.

Edgeworth:
Oh yes... He brought me some information, it seems.

Ema:
Really? Was it helpful?

Edgeworth:
Apparently, a new French restaurant is opening near here. I think he was trying to console me, somehow.

Phoenix:
(Er, I think the report is on the other side, Edgeworth...)

Ema:
Poor Mr. Edgeworth... I think this whole thing is really taking a toll on him.

(Clearing all "Talk" options and presenting ID Card Record leads to:)

Edgeworth:
By the way, Ema. The Chief Prosecutor wanted to know something...

Ema:
M-my sister? What?

Edgeworth:
You still working on that scientific investigation?

Ema:
Huh? Y-yes! Of course! Why, just today Mr. Wright and I were using this...

Edgeworth:
Luminol testing fluid... Hm? Well then... You might have use for this.

Ema:
Aluminum powder for taking fingerprints!

Edgeworth:
It's been chemically treated for better adhesion.

Ema:
F-for me? Are you sure? We are the "enemy" you know.

Edgeworth:
I've no say in today's investigation... do as you will.

Phoenix:
Edgeworth... I'm really--

Edgeworth:
No need to thank me. Here, take your powder and these fingerprint files for everyone involved.

Phoenix:
I, uh, th-thanks! (How about giving these to Detective Gumshoe as well!?)

Fingerprinting Set and fingerprint file received.

Ema:
Well, let's get going! One last investigation!

Phoenix:
Right! (I do seem to remember seeing a suspicious handprint somewhere...)


Security Guard Office


February 23
Evidence Room
Sector Three

Phoenix:
(Our investigation turned up a suspicious handprint.)

Ema:
Here, in this blood on the detective's evidence locker.

Phoenix:
Let's use the secret weapon we just borrowed!

Ema:
Right. Let's get started! First... choose a finger.

Phoenix:
A finger...?

Ema:
Each finger leaves behind a slightly different imprint. So let's choose the finger that will have left behind the clearest print!

Phoenix:
I really can't tell the difference at a glance...

Ema:
Quit procrastinating and choose a finger!

Ema:
Okay. Now it's time to check for prints! Let me show you how it's done.

Phoenix:
(Ema's starting to get that sparkle in her eyes...)

Ema:
First, we sprinkle the aluminum powder around.

Phoenix:
Huh? How do you do that?

Ema:
Just touch the screen... See?

Phoenix:
Ah... it looks like that did the trick.

Ema:
The aluminum powder adheres completely to the print. Once the powder is well spread... just blow away the excess.

Phoenix:
Huh? How do I do that?

Ema:
You just blow With your breath. Imagine you're blowing out the candles on a birthday cake. See?

Phoenix:
Wow... that looks like fun! (It might take some getting used to though...)

Ema:
It's fine! It won't go up your nose or anything. You just pour the powder on thick, and blow away the extra! Those are the basics of fingerprinting, Mr. Wright!

Phoenix:
(I guess I'd better give it a try...)

Ema:
Aha! You did it! You found one!

Phoenix:
But... this looks nothing like a fingerprint.

Ema:
Hmm... now that you mention it, I guess it doesn't...

Phoenix:
What does it mean?

Ema:
It think it means... we're out of luck.

Phoenix:
Out of luck...?

Ema:
The person who left this handprint must have worn gloves.

Phoenix:
... Don't tell me we've been wasting out time here!

Ema:
Hey, calm down. That's just the way it goes sometimes with scientific investigations. But... it does seem a shame. While we're at it, why don't we look for other prints?

Phoenix:
Other prints...?

Ema:
Looking at the locker door again closely...

Ema:
it seems like there are fingerprints outside the bloody handprint as well. Let's see if we can find a clear print!

Phoenix:
(Hmm... fingerprints outside the blood...)

Ema:
Yay! A print so clear it's dazzling!

Phoenix:
D-dazzling...?

Ema:
Anyway, this print took a lot of effort to find. Let's match it up right away!

Phoenix:
So we're not over yet? This is quite a process...

Ema:
Well, there's no point in finding a fingerprint... and not knowing who the owner is, right?

Phoenix:
(I guess she's right...)

Ema:
Look at the fingerprint data we got from Mr. Edgeworth... and point out the person you think left these prints!

Phoenix:
Huh? How am I supposed to know who it was?

Ema:
I could make a pretty good guess. The bloody handprint and the fingerprints are in different places right? That means that the prints probably don't have anything to do with our case. So, whose fingerprints would we most likely find on this evidence locker?

Ema:
Ah hah! So these prints belonged to Detective Gumshoe!

Phoenix:
...

Ema:
Something wrong, Mr. Wright? You gave me this "so what?" look.

Phoenix:
I guess that's probably because I was thinking "so what?"

Ema:
Okay, so we came up with nothing this time, but there's always next time! Sometimes you hit, sometimes you miss! You gotta roll with the punches, Mr. Wright!

Phoenix:
Thanks for the sympathy. (Wait... If I remember correctly... there was one other handprint in this room. Let's check it out!)

Phoenix:
Hey, these fingerprints, they...

Ema:
Whose are they? Whose!? Is it someone I know?

Phoenix:
It's Officer Marshall!!!

Ema:
Huh? O-Officer Jake Marshall!?

Marshall's Fingerprints added to the Court Record.

Ema:
Th-that's got to be a coincidence! He's not involved in the crime!

Phoenix:
Ema. This ([sic]) are decidedly different from Detective Gumshoe's prints.

Ema:
...!

Phoenix:
The luminol reaction. The blood and the fingerprints are in the same place.

Ema:
Oh... Oh!!!

Phoenix:
(So, we have Jake Marshall's fingerprints... on a wiped bloodstain!)

Ema:
But why would Officer Marshall...

Phoenix:
It looks like our investigation is finally turning up some results!

Ema:
...!

Phoenix:
I guess this is what you'd call "decisive evidence"!

Ema:
I... I don't believe it!


To be continued.

February 24, 9:41 AM
District Court
Defendant Lobby No. 1

Ema:
So, what do you think, Mr. Wright?

Phoenix:
I think the prosecution is as confused as we are. After all...

Lana:
the victim was murdered in two different places at the same time, and a different suspect was arrested at the other crime scene.

Ema:
Lana!

Lana:
Good morning, Mr. Wright. I apologize for yesterday. I was... indisposed.

Phoenix:
I hope they didn't hold you too long for questioning.

Lana:
We just finished, actually. I'm used to all-nighters, though.

Ema:
So, how'd it go?

Lana:
It's as Mr. Wright suspects. The police are clueless. I figured as much, so I struck a plea bargain.

Ema:
A plea bargain? What do you mean by that?

Lana:
We agreed that if I told them the truth behind this "simultaneous murder," they wouldn't seek capital punishment. That's what I mean, Ema.

Ema:
But Lana! Don't tell me you...

Lana:
Much to my regret, I'm as much in the dark about this as they are.

Phoenix:
Ms. Skye.

Lana:
Hmm?

Phoenix:
We discovered traces left by a certain person in the Police Department's evidence room. They belonged to Officer Jake Marshall.

Lana:
You found Officer Marshall's... traces?

Phoenix:
Blood-stained fingerprints, to be exact.

Lana:
!

Phoenix:
That's the trump card I have up my sleeve today. You do understand what this means, don't you?

Ema:
In order to defend my sister, you're going to accuse Mr. Marshall?

Phoenix:
We have to play the cards we're dealt. Isn't that right, Ms. Skye?

Lana:
... Do what you have to do, Mr. Wright.


February 24, 10:00 AM
District Court
Courtroom No. 9

Judge:
Court is now in session for the trial of Ms. Lana Skye.

Phoenix:
The defense is ready, Your Honor.

Edgeworth:
The prosecution is... Hmph.

Judge:
... Hmph? I'm afraid you'll have to clarify.

Edgeworth:
It takes 30 minutes by car to reach criminal affairs from the Prosecutor's Office. The victim, Bruce Goodman, was slain at both places at the same time.

Judge:
But, that's not physically possible, is it? What's more, I hear the victim from the evidence room just "disappeared"!

Ema:
Yes, and the body eventually reappeared in the trunk of Mr. Edgeworth's car.

Phoenix:
(Wow... this is one messed up trial...)

Edgeworth:
One of my duties as prosecutor is to present impartial evidence. Today I will present evidence relating to the murder at the Police Department. In so doing, I believe the way in which we should proceed will reveal itself.

Ema:
Now that's what sets Mr. Edgeworth apart. He sounds so on top of things... even though he doesn't know what's going on himself!

Phoenix:
And that's supposed to be an admirable trait?

Judge:
Very well, let the trial resume. On the day of the crime, what exactly transpired at the Police Department? Mr. Edgeworth, you may call your first witness of the day to the stand.

Edgeworth:
For its first witness, the prosecution calls... the suspect of the murder that occurred at the Police Department!

Judge:
The suspect!? You mean, the so-called murderer!?

Phoenix:
(Hoo boy. Things are getting wild from the get-go.)


Edgeworth:
Will the witness please state his name and occupation.

Meekins:
Yes, sir! I am Officer Mike Meekins, sir! My occupation is, um... that would be murderer, sir!

Phoenix:
...

Edgeworth:
...

Judge:
... Er... So you're telling us you're a "professional killer"...

Meekins:
Sir. It was me, sir! I'm the one who did it! I'll never kill anyone again, sir! You've got to believe me, sir!

Judge:
Uh... Actually, what we'd like to hear from you is...

Meekins:
Sir! I'm what you would call part of the "younger generation," sir! A person whose actions adults can't possibly comprehend!

Judge:
Please, Mr. Edgeworth, sir! Help me, sir!

Edgeworth:
Officer Meekins.

Meekins:
Y-yes, sir!

Edgeworth:
Give us your report of the crime. Consider that an order.

Meekins:
Yes, sir! As you wish! After all, I am part of a generation that must be told what to do, sir!

Ema:
You can't fault him for a lack of enthusiasm.


Witness Testimony
-- Crime Report, Sir! --

Meekins:
Although it's not my normal duty, I was assigned to guard the evidence room that day!
I spotted a suspicious man on the security screen, and rushed into the room!
I was only doing what I was trained to do, sir!
I was suddenly attacked!
I fought for my life! Then I... I did it!
After that I passed out... until another officer smacked me awake!


Judge:
Hmm. So the victim, Detective Goodman, attacked you?

Meekins:
"Do unto others before they do unto you"! That's the Meekins family motto, sir!

Judge:
I see. Then you fainted, and a colleague helped you regain consciousness.

Meekins:
Yes, sir! He knocked me upside the head, sir!

Judge:
Very well. The defense may begin its cross-examination.

Phoenix:
(What I need here is more info to work with!)


Cross Examination
-- Crime Report, Sir! --

Meekins:
Although it's not my normal duty, I was assigned to guard the evidence room that day!

Meekins:
I spotted a suspicious man on the security screen, and rushed into the room!

Meekins:
I was only doing what I was trained to do, sir! I was suddenly attacked!

Meekins:
I fought for my life! Then I... I did it!

Meekins:
After that I passed out... until another officer smacked me awake!

Ema:
This is what he was telling us yesterday.

Phoenix:
Well, we need to try and skim some more detail from him. For starters, what was an officer from the General Affairs Department doing in there in the first place?

Ema:
Right! Let's press him for all he's worth!


(Pressing all statements leads to:)

Judge:
I believe we now have a fairly accurate picture of what happened.

Edgeworth:
Yes, Your Honor. Only one thing remains unclear. Was the man this officer "murdered," really the victim?

Phoenix:
(He's got a point...)

Meekins:
Um...

Judge:
Yes, Officer Meekins?

Meekins:
With regard to that, sir... Take a look at this. It was sent to my cell. Chief Gant delivered it to me just this morning sir!

Edgeworth:
The Chief?

Phoenix:
Delivered it...?

Judge:
What is that? A... videotape?

Meekins:
Yes, sir! That's absolutely right, sir! A videotape, sir! It contains footage from the security camera in the evidence room.

Edgeworth:
Objection

Edgeworth:
What!? But I specifically asked if there was such a tape, and was told it had been mistakenly erased!

Judge:
That's quite a mistake.

Meekins:
I just do what I'm told, sir. It's the only thing I'm really good at.

Phoenix:
(Looks like communication with the Police Department is as good as ever...)

Judge:
Well then, let's have a look! Show us the video of you murdering the victim!

Meekins:
Oh... Please stop using that word, "murder," sir! It scares me!

Phoenix:
(A video of a real murder... Just what are we getting ourselves into...?) ...

Edgeworth:
...

Meekins:
...

Judge:
Well, I believe we're all thinking the same thing. How can we deal with these unsettling feelings stirred within us...?

Edgeworth:
What the hell was that wriggling piece of plywood!?

Meekins:
Sir! That is the pride and joy of the entire Criminal Affairs Department, sir! It's the Blue Badger, sir!

Phoenix:
(Why am I not surprised this isn't going smoothly?)

Security Video added to the Court Record.

Judge:
Yes, well anyway... this tape seems to prove that that the witness did indeed encounter... er, "someone" in the evidence room, and some sort of... er, "activity" did take place...

Edgeworth:
Your Honor... instead of relying on clearly incomplete footage, the witness's testimony will suffice. Is that alright with you, Officer Meekins?

Meekins:
Yes, sir! As you wish, sir!


Witness Testimony
-- Mystery Man --

Meekins:
His face can't be clearly seen in the video,
but there's no question that the other person was Detective Goodman, sir!
I mean, he opened the locker, which required Detective Goodman's fingerprint to do!
The locker he opened is unquestionably Detective Goodman's locker, sir!
So it must be him! No one else could have unlocked it!


Judge:
What's this about a fingerprint?

Edgeworth:
Each detective has been given a locker, equipped with a fingerprint-activated lock. These locks ensure that each locker can only be opened by the detective it belongs to.

Judge:
Intriguing... That would mean... the victim at the crime scene would have to have been Detective Goodman. Very well! The defense may begin its cross-examination!

Phoenix:
(I don't know where this cross-examination will lead, but everything begins with contradictions. That's where I have to start!)


Cross Examination
-- Mystery Man --

Meekins:
His face can't be clearly seen in the video,

Meekins:
but there's no question that the other person was Detective Goodman, sir!

Meekins:
I mean, he opened the locker, which required Detective Goodman's fingerprint to do!

Meekins:
The locker he opened is unquestionably Detective Goodman's locker, sir!

Meekins:
So it must be him! No one else could have unlocked it!

Phoenix:
(This all sounds true enough, but the victim's body was found at the Prosecutor's Office. There has to be a mistake somewhere...)

Ema:
The real thing's so much more intense than in the movies! Here, you can use the player to watch it as much as you'd like.

Phoenix:
The security video... (Maybe I should take another look at the footage...)


Phoenix:
The thing that's strange about this video... has got to be this! Officer Meekins.

Meekins:
Sir! D-do you mean me, sir?

Phoenix:
As I understand it, the locker apparatus works like this: When you grab the handle, a sensor reads your fingerprint. If the print matches the registered data, the light turns on and the lock is released.

Meekins:
A-according to my very limited experience, that's the way I understand it, sir!

Phoenix:
If so, then something is seriously wrong with this picture! When the victim reaches for the handle to open the locker... Let's rewind to a little earlier... Here! Notice the light?

Judge:
What's this!? It's... already lit!

Phoenix:
Precisely my point, Your Honor. The locker was already open before the victim grabbed the handle!

Meekins:
AAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!

Judge:
Order! Order! What's the meaning of this!?

Phoenix:
It's very simple, Your Honor. The locker wasn't locked on the day of the crime!

Edgeworth:
Objection

Edgeworth:
But the locker locks are controlled by an electronic system. When a door is shut, a sensor is triggered... and the locker is automatically locked!

Judge:
Oh, I know! It must have broken down! Of course, I'm not an expert in this...

Edgeworth:
That's not likely, Your Honor. The sensor would detect and report any malfunction.

Judge:
Oh well. It just goes to show novices should keep their mouths shut. So then, Mr. Wright. Do you have an explanation?

Phoenix:
Me, Your Honor?

Judge:
Yes. Why wasn't the locker locked?

Phoenix:
Me, Your Honor? ... Yes, well. You see... This isn't exactly my field... What do you think, Miss "Scientific Investigator"?

Ema:
Huh? Oh, um... Maybe something, like, jammed the electronic system?

Phoenix:
(Something... jammed the sensor? Say... There's something else that seems out of place in this video.)

Ema:
Yeah, I thought so too! There's got to be another clue somewhere in this footage!

Judge:
Very well. Let's inspect the video once more. The locker wasn't locked... Mr. Wright. Please point out the cause for this!

Phoenix:
Please watch closely. This is the continuation of the part I showed you earlier.

Judge:
What's this? Something white fell out of the locker!

Meekins:
But sir! It's been my experience that things fall out when doors are opened! I often fall out and roll great distances when I open my car door, sir!

Phoenix:
Objection

Phoenix:
We can't be sure that item was in the locker to begin with.

Judge:
What do you mean?

Phoenix:
The sensor triggers the lock when the door is shut... What if something was inserted, say, between the sensor and the door?

Judge:
In... Inserted...?

Phoenix:
This white thing wasn't inside the locker... It was stuck between the door and the sensor!

Meekins:
Oh, I understand now, sir! It's just like my tie! Two out of three times it gets stuck in the door when I get out of my patrol vehicle, sir! Instead of the door closing, My tie chokes me!

Judge:
But the object would have to be extremely thin to fit in the door.

Edgeworth:
Not only that, it would also have to block electrical currents... It would need to be an insulator.

Judge:
Yes, an insulator! But at the crime scene...

Phoenix:
there just might have been something that fits the description.

Meekins:
But s-sir! By "insulator," you don't mean...

Phoenix:
(I think I've finally got this figured out.)

Judge:
Very well! Will the defense please present the relevant evidence! What was this insulator that was stuck in the door?

Phoenix:
I found this near the locker: a thin rubber glove.

Judge:
But we can't be sure that was in the victim's locker.

Phoenix:
It has a tag that says, "SL-9 Incident."

Edgeworth:
!

Phoenix:
The video seems to depict the victim opening the locker, but that isn't the case! The lit lamp attests to this. On the day of the crime, even I could have opened that locker! Is this not so, Officer Meekins!?

Meekins:
Sir... It would appear so, sir!

Judge:
Order! Order! Order! So are we to believe then, that the "victim" whom this witness stabbed in the evidence room... was not Detective Goodman?

Edgeworth:
Objection

Edgeworth:
Do not be misled, Your Honor.

Judge:
What do you mean, Mr. Edgeworth?

Edgeworth:
The defense has merely demonstrated that possibility, and nothing more. The "victim" in the video was indeed Bruce Goodman. The prosecution will offer one more testimony to prove this!

Phoenix:
What!?

Edgeworth:
Officer Meekins, please testify about this.

Meekins:
Sir! M-me, sir!? I'm not sure what you're referring too, sir...

Edgeworth:
...

Meekins:
O-oh! You mean that, sir! Of course, sir!

Phoenix:
(Is this a joke...?)

Judge:
Very well, begin your testimony!


Witness Testimony
-- Mystery Man (2) --

Meekins:
There's one other thing that proves the man was Detective Goodman, sir!
To enter the evidence room, one must use their ID card!
When an ID card is used, there's a record of it!
At the time of the crime, the detective had used his card!


Judge:
An ID card record. I see...

Edgeworth:
I have the ID card record right here, Your Honor. The ID used at 5:14... is that of the victim.

Judge:
Just before the crime, hmm? Yes, without a doubt this is the victim's ID! However, one thing does strike me as unusual... Several hundred cases should have been due for transferal. Why were there so few people using this room?

Edgeworth:
This particular evidence room is only used for storing certain special cases.

Phoenix:
"Special" cases...?

Edgeworth:
Extremely violent cases involving police staff.

Ema:
Just hearing that makes my hair stand on end!

Phoenix:
(Me too, although it doesn't make much of a difference...)

Edgeworth:
There were only a few cases up for transferal there, and most were cleared up by noon.

Judge:
Right... I see. Now, Let us move on to the cross-examination.


Cross Examination
-- Mystery Man (2) --

Meekins:
There's one other thing that proves the man was Detective Goodman, sir!

Meekins:
To enter the evidence room, one must use their ID card!

Meekins:
When an ID card is used, there's a record of it!

Meekins:
At the time of the crime, the detective had used his card!

Ema:
Mr. Wright! What do you think?

Phoenix:
I'm... confused.

Ema:
What?

Phoenix:
(The problem with this ID card testimony is far too obvious. It's not like Edgeworth to miss something like this...)

Ema:
You're thinking too hard about it. Come on, let's show them what we've got!


Phoenix:
Wait one moment, Officer Meekins.

Meekins:
I-I'm not good at waiting, sir!

Phoenix:
I have the victim's ID card right here. I found it at the crime scene.

Judge:
That makes sense.

Phoenix:
When I say, "crime scene," I'm not referring to the evidence room at the Police Department. I mean the "other" crime scene... The underground parking lot at the Prosecutor's Office!

Edgeworth:
...

Phoenix:
Your Honor... I have one more piece of evidence to present. It's a very important clue regarding the victim's ID card.

Judge:
A... Lost Item Report? It's only half completed,

Phoenix:
but it shows that Detective Goodman had lost "something" on the day of the crime. Something important enough to fill out this report.

Edgeworth:
Let me guess. You believe this "something" to be his ID card, right?

Phoenix:
I can't say for sure... but there is a high probability! On the day of the crime, Detective Goodman was not carrying his card!

Judge:
Order! Order! So now... what does this all mean?

Phoenix:
It can only mean one thing. It doesn't require much thought! The man Officer Meekins encountered in the evidence room... was not Detective Goodman, but rather the man who stole his ID card!

Judge:
Order! Order! Order! Does the prosecution have a response?

Edgeworth:
... I have only one thing to say to the defense.

Phoenix:
...?

Edgeworth:
Bravo, Mr. Wright.

Phoenix:
B-bravo...?

Edgeworth:
Allow me to summarize the defense's argument. At 5:15 PM on the day of the crime, the man Officer Meekins encountered in the evidence room was not Detective Goodman. There are two grounds to support this. First, the locker in the evidence room was already unlocked. Second, the victim lost his ID card. Am I correct so far, Mr. Wright?

Phoenix:
Yes... (What's he up to?)

Edgeworth:
That being the case, we must inevitably arrive at a single conclusion: If the "victim" in this video is a fake... then the murder in the evidence room is also fake! In other words, the security camera does not show the instant of the murder.

Phoenix:
Uh... Th-that is... Well, I guess that's right...

Edgeworth:
Is something wrong, Mr. Wright? Only moments ago you seemed content to be pointing your finger around.

Phoenix:
This isn't good...

Edgeworth:
Well, well... It seems you've finally realized... exactly what you've gone to such lengths to prove!

Judge:
Explain yourself, Mr. Edgeworth!

Edgeworth:
The defense has already done the explaining for me. The victim in this video is a fake... which means a murder did not take place at the Police Department at 5:15 on the day of the crime.

Judge:
So...

Edgeworth:
So the real crime could only take place at one location: the underground parking lot at the Prosecutor's Office! The murderer being Ms. Lana Skye, the defendant! The evidence is compelling! A trustworthy witness... observed the moment the defendant used the murder weapon!

Phoenix:
Aaaah! (I knew that testimony was way too shabby. It was all a trap from the beginning!)

Judge:
The activity in the evidence room still leaves many questions unanswered: Who exactly was the "victim" Officer Meekins encountered? And where did this person disappear to...? However... This trial's purpose is to examine only the murder of Detective Goodman.

Edgeworth:
Just so, Your Honor.

Ema:
Mr. Wright! You have to do something, or else Lana...

Phoenix:
(What do I do? How am I supposed to get myself out of this mess?)

Phoenix:
One moment, Your Honor!

Edgeworth:
What now, Mr. Wright? Don't tell me you're objecting to what you've just proven.

Phoenix:
Of course not. But I almost walked right into the prosecution's trap!

Edgeworth:
What are you talking about?

Phoenix:
This cross-examination has proven one thing and one thing only. The security video did not show the actual murder. However! It cannot be said that it is unrelated to the murder in the parking lot. Specifically, large amounts of blood traces were found in the evidence room!

Edgeworth:
...

Phoenix:
The defense demands further examination into the truth of the matter!

Judge:
...Mr. Edgeworth.

Edgeworth:
Yes, Your Honor?

Judge:
If this court were to examine this further, other witnesses will be necessary. Is the prosecution prepared?

Edgeworth:
I'm sorry, Your Honor... The prosecution considered the incident at the Police Department to be unrelated. We have not prepared any other witnesses for this incident.

Phoenix:
(This just might be my chance. Time to call a certain Texas ranger to the stand!)

Ema:
Mr. Wright... Do you mean...

Phoenix:
Your Honor. The defense would like to request a specific witness.

Judge:
Oh? Whom do you have in mind?

Phoenix:
Someone we have reason to believe knows the truth... The truth behind the activities that took place in the evidence room.

Edgeworth:
The prosecution requests to hear this person's name before deciding whether or not to comply.

Judge:
Very well, then. Mr. Wright! This person whom you would have testify... What is his or her name?

Phoenix:
Officer... Jake Marshall.

Edgeworth:
Why him?

Phoenix:
(I can't let him know everything just yet...) He's in charge of the evidence room. I feel we should hear what he has to say.

Edgeworth:
The prosecution agrees to the defense's request. Since he was responsible for guarding the room, we should hear his testimony. Fortunately he works in the Police Department. We shouldn't need longer than 20 minutes to prepare.

Judge:
Very well. The court will take a 30 minute recess while the witness is subpoenaed. Will the prosecution please prepare the witness during this time?

Edgeworth:
We will, Your Honor.

Judge:
Court in recess!


February 24, 11:32 AM
District Court
Defendant Lobby No. 2

Lana:
... There's no stopping you is there, Mr. Wright?

Phoenix:
Huh? What do you mean?

Lana:
You called for Jake Marshall. It seems you've figured everything out.

Phoenix:
Uh... (I haven't figured anything out...)

Ema:
Lana... You're the one who knows everything!

Lana:
Ema...

Ema:
You always know everything! Why don't you just tell us!? Mr. Wright is trying his hardest to protect you!

Lana:
I... I don't recall ever asking for his "protection."

Ema:
How can you be so cold... Don't you trust us? Don't you trust... me?

Lana:
...

Gumshoe:
Hope I'm not interrupting anything, pals.

Lana:
...

Ema:
...

Gumshoe:
Oh... Guess I am. I'll come back later.

Phoenix:
Oh, Detective Gumshoe! What is it?

Gumshoe:
You've got a lot of nerve, pal! Making a detective run all around while on duty, and to top it off you call me here... I've seen happier people at funerals!

Lana:
Sorry, Detective.

Gumshoe:
You better be, pal...Hey... Hey! Hey!! Hey!!! Hey!!!! I didn't see you there, Ms. Skye!

Lana:
That's ok. So... Have you brought what I asked?

Gumshoe:
Oh... Oh ho! Oh ho ho! Oh ho ho ho! Oh ho ho ho ho ho ho! You mean this, right!?

Lana:
My apologies, Detective. Due to my present circumstances, I was forced to use Mr. Wright's name when making my request.

Phoenix:
My name!?

Gumshoe:
Never in a million years would I have thought it was you who asked me, "Could I bother you to bring me the SL-9 Incident files?" "I'll need them by noon." Talk about crazy...

Phoenix:
The "SL-9 Incident"?

Ema:
But Lana! That's...

Lana:
I thought Mr. Wright might need them, so I had them brought here. Here. You might do well to read them.

Gumshoe:
I can't believe you, the Chief Prosecutor, were a witness in that case!

Phoenix:
Ms. Skye... was a witness?

Received file of SL-9 Incident Files.

Gumshoe:
Take it from me, you don't want anything to do with serial murders.

Phoenix:
...

Gumshoe:
Oh, what? Now that I've brought you your stuff, you're just gonna ignore me?

Phoenix:
E-Ema! But why... Why is your name in here?

Ema:
What? My name's in there!? I don't know... Unless... No, it couldn't be... Lana! This "SL-9 Incident"... Is that...

Lana:
... That's the classification number the police filed it under. Two years ago, the rest of the world knew it as... the "Joe Darke Killings."

Ema:
The... Joe Darke... No... No, Lana! That's over with! No!!!

Phoenix:
Ema, wait! (She ran away...)

Gumshoe:
Uh, ya know what? I just remembered... I gotta be somewhere. Sorry pal, but I'm outta here!

Phoenix:
(Jake Marshall, Angel Starr, Damon Gant, Miles Edgeworth... Not to mention Lana and Ema...) Everyone involved in this case is connected to those killings two years ago... This can't be just a "coincidence."

Lana:
Knowing you, you just might be able to figure it out. Time to get back to the trial, Mr. Wright. Best of luck.

Phoenix:
(I'd better take a good look at this file...)


To be continued.

February 22, 12:14 PM
District Court
Courtroom No. 9

Judge:
The court will now reconvene for the trial of Ms. Lana Skye.

Phoenix:
(Ema didn't come back...)

Edgeworth:
Allow me to call the next witness to the stand: the officer in charge of guarding the evidence room on the day of the crime.


Edgeworth:
Witness, please state your name and occupation.

Marshall:
Me, pardner? Oh, I'm just a man, same as you, wanderin' the trails of civilization,

Edgeworth:
occasionally helping the elderly cross intersections when needed.

Judge:
Oh, I know! You're a "patrolman"!

Marshall:
As for my name, if you listen hard 'nuff, you can hear the howling wind calling it out.

Edgeworth:
To be exact, it's Jake Marshall... Your Honor.

Phoenix:
("Howling wind"...? I've never heard Edgeworth described that way before...)

Edgeworth:
Now, Mr. Marshall. Let me ask you something. You were in charge of guarding the evidence room on the day the crime took place. Is this correct?

Marshall:
According to the papers, pardner.

Judge:
What do you mean?

Marshall:
A desperado's soul is as boundless as the desert sands. No "paper" can sum it up.

Judge:
Maybe it's best we get on with this quickly. Please share with us your testimony of the day of the crime... in English!


Witness Testimony
-- Day of the Crime --

Marshall:
My job was to keep a wary eye on that bone orchard.
They said I was supposed to make rounds three times a day, but that ain't my style.
Besides, the room's protected by two security systems, anyway.
If I remember right, I was at a street-side saloon at the time it went down.
I'm just an innocent travelin' man, so if you're out of ammo it's time I hit the trail.


Judge:
I can't say I particularly care for your attitude...

Marshall:
I can't say I care for your beard, but you don't see me complainin'.

Phoenix:
Wait a minute... What do you mean by "two security systems"?

Marshall:
I mean the security cameras and the ID card reader. I reckon even a cowpoke like you knows about those.

Phoenix:
Yes, well, what about the fingerprint activated locks inside the evidence room?

Marshall:
Fingerprint activated locks? What kind of new-fangled doohickeys are those?

Phoenix:
(He's not being very helpful...)

Edgeworth:
He's not that good with machines... or with following orders.

Marshall:
Everyone's got their weaknesses, now don't they, Mr. Prosecutor?

Judge:
This one seems like trouble. Okay Mr. Wright, he's all yours.


Cross Examination
-- Day of the Crime --

Marshall:
My job was to keep a wary eye on that bone orchard.

Marshall:
They said I was supposed to make rounds three times a day, but that ain't my style.

Marshall:
Besides, the room's protected by two security systems, anyway.

Marshall:
If I remember right, I was at a street-side saloon at the time it went down.

Marshall:
I'm just an innocent travelin' man, so if you're out of ammo it's time I hit the trail.

Phoenix:
(Okay... I have a trump card up my sleeve, so I'd best keep my cool. Before I use it though, I'd better up the ante...)


Phoenix:
Officer Marshall. Doesn't it strike you as odd? That is, you being called in to testify like this?

Marshall:
...

Phoenix:
After all, you weren't in the security room at the time of the crime.

Marshall:
And yet you dragged me down here. Explain yourself, pardner.

Phoenix:
It's quite simple. You left a very large trail behind at the scene. Or, to be exact... a handprint.

Marshall:
Hmph! Listen real good, pardner. Like I said, I'm the caretaker of that crypt. I pay my respects... that is, make my rounds, about once a month. It's only natural my fingerprints would be in there.

Phoenix:
Objection

Phoenix:
I only wish it were, Officer, but you see... your fingerprints were covered in blood!

Judge:
Witness! What's the meaning of this!? Your bloodstained fingerprints were at the crime scene...!?

Phoenix:
The blood was wiped away. However! A luminol test clearly revealed this! Well, Officer Marshall?

Marshall:
... It seems to me... there ain't a person in this room with a head on his shoulders.

Phoenix:
!

Edgeworth:
I take it you have an explanation then, Officer Marshall? About the "bloodstained" fingerprints?

Judge:
Very well, you may begin your testimony about your fingerprints, found at the scene of the crime!


Witness Testimony
-- Bloodstained Fingerprints --

Marshall:
Like I said, it's only natural for my fingerprints to be in that evidence room.
One of them just happened to be at the same place as the bloodstained handprint.
The murderer touched the locker where my fingerprint was by chance.
The bloodstain and the fingerprint are completely unrelated.
Or didn't you know the murderer was wearing gloves?
See? I had nothing to do with it.


Judge:
Hmm... The witness's explanation appears valid, although there's room for doubt.

Marshall:
Life wouldn't be any fun without any doubt, pardner.

Judge:
The defense may now cross- examine the witness.

Phoenix:
(This guy's hiding something, I can feel it! Now's my chance to prove it.)


Cross Examination
-- Bloodstained Fingerprints --

Marshall:
Like I said, it's only natural for my fingerprints to be in that evidence room.

Marshall:
One of them just happened to be at the same place as the bloodstained handprint.

Marshall:
The murderer touched the locker where my fingerprint was by chance.

Marshall:
The bloodstain and the fingerprint are completely unrelated.

Marshall:
Or didn't you know the murderer was wearing gloves?

Marshall:
Too bad it wasn't me in that video, right, pardner?

Phoenix:
(I can't let him squirm out of this one. I've got to find something, something decisive, to tie Officer Marshall to this crime!)


Phoenix:
Bringing our attention back to the security camera... is a mistake I'm afraid you'll soon not forget, Officer Marshall.

Marshall:
... The days are short in Texas... and so are our tempers. Could you sum up what you have to say in eight words or less?

Phoenix:
Very well. You can clearly be seen in this video!

Marshall:
Exactly eight words... Not bad, pardner.

Phoenix:
The key... lies in a certain locker shown in the video.

Judge:
See this locker that has a white cloth sticking out? This is the witness's locker.

Phoenix:
Now then, let's rewind the video a bit.

Judge:
Oh! The white cloth... it's gone! What's the meaning of this, Officer Marshall!?

Phoenix:
When the crime took place... The white cloth wasn't there. Then... it suddenly appeared! There's only one explanation: Officer Marshall! You were in the evidence room at the time of the crime! What's more, you opened your locker when the camera was turned away!

Judge:
Order! Order! It would seem that's the only-

Marshall:
Hold your horses! Sorry, pardner... but you got the wrong man.

Phoenix:
...

Marshall:
So what if my locker was opened? That doesn't mean I'm the one who opened it!

Edgeworth:
...

Marshall:
The murderer needed to hide something, so he opened a locker and stuck it in. It's not my fault he happened to choose mine!

Judge:
...

Marshall:
... Why's everyone staring at me like I'm a wanted man?

Phoenix:
(This guy isn't just playing dumb... He really doesn't know!) Uh, I hate to rain on your parade, but you're the only person who can open that particular locker.

Marshall:
Oh yeah? I call your bluff. You say I opened that locker... Now prove it!

Marshall:
A... "fingerprint" sensor?

Phoenix:
We talked about this earlier today. The lockers can only be opened by the detectives they belong to.

Marshall:
W-what kinda crazy talk is this!?

Phoenix:
(Well, Detective Gumshoe did mention something about this...)


Gumshoe:
In any case, the locks aren't that obvious. There's even some people in the force that don't know about the fingerprint locks!


Phoenix:
So, sheriff! What do you have to say... in eight words or less?

Marshall:
I only got one word for you, pardner. NOOOOOO!!!

Judge:
Order! Order! Order! Witness! Explain yourself!

Marshall:
If this is a joke, it's the worst I've ever heard...

Phoenix:
I assure you this is no joke, Officer Marshall. Now then, please tell us what you were doing in the evidence room at the time of the crime?

Marshall:
...

Judge:
Olé! Please answer the question!

Phoenix:
(What is he now, a bullfighter?) That's alright, Officer Marshall. I believe we can figure the rest out from here.

Judge:
We can?

Phoenix:
Have a look at these floor plans. There is no place for someone to hide in the evidence room. Yet, Officer Meekins didn't see Officer Marshall.

Judge:
If that's so, then... where was the witness?

Edgeworth:
It seems Mr. Wright has an answer.

Phoenix:
(That's right. The only possible conclusion!)

Judge:
Well then? Let's hear it. Where was Officer Marshall at the time of the crime?

Phoenix:
Officer Marshall was standing right here!

Judge:
There? But that's... That's where the victim, Detective Goodman, was! Correct... unless the man wasn't Detective Goodman. I believe the "victim" in the video is... Officer Marshall! It was you, dressed up like Detective Goodman!

Edgeworth:
Objection

Edgeworth:
But that's preposterous! Officer Meekins witnessed the detective at the crime scene! Once he saw the man's face, he'd know for sure!

Phoenix:
Objection

Phoenix:
May I point out though, that Officer Meekins did not know Detective Goodman. He also testified about the man's reaction when confronted.


Meekins:
When I entered the evidence room, I asked him to show his card, sir!


Phoenix:
Yes? And how did Detective Goodman respond?

Meekins:
He suddenly pulled a knife on me!


Phoenix:
Something about the Officer's story puzzled me. If the man had his ID card, why didn't he just show it?

Judge:
Yes, he would have needed it to enter the evidence room, so he must have been carrying it.

Phoenix:
The answer is simple. He couldn't show it.

Edgeworth:
!

Phoenix:
As you can see, Detective Goodman's picture is on his ID card.

Judge:
Oh, I get it.

Phoenix:
If he showed that, his cover would have been blown! Officer Meekins would have realized the man wasn't Detective Goodman. Do you have anything to say to this, Officer Marshall?

Marshall:
... You've got quite an imagination, pardner. We got a term for that. It's called "circumstantial evidence."

Phoenix:
Circumstantial evidence...? (He's still denying it!)

Marshall:
You're gonna have to do better than that to break a detective. Unless you have hard evidence proving I dressed up as the victim...

Judge:
Hmm... I can't say I particularly care for your uncooperative disposition...

Marshall:
I can't say I care for your beard, but you don't see me complainin'.

Judge:
Well, Mr. Wright? Do you have any evidence? Any evidence proving beyond the shadow of a doubt that Officer Marshall dressed up as the victim?

Phoenix:
Well... (Who am I kidding? I don't have anything like that...)

Marshall:
I can see the fear in your eyes, pardner. Seems you're the one who couldn't take the desert heat!

Phoenix:
Ack! (This can't be happening! It's so obvious he's the one! What can I do...?)

Edgeworth:
... Hmph. It looks like your lack of experience has finally been exposed.

Phoenix:
!

Edgeworth:
I'll pass onto you what someone told me when I was just starting out. When you've run into a wall with no place to go, return to the basics.

Phoenix:
The basics... (For me, that would be what Mia used to tell me!)


Nick! Try thinking outside of the box!


Phoenix:
(I shouldn't look for proof that Officer Marshall was in disguise... but rather I should look for evidence that came about because he was in disguise!)

Edgeworth:
Why do you think this locker was opened in the first place?

Judge:
What do you mean?

Edgeworth:
There's no reason for Officer Marshall to open his locker at the time of the crime. Yet he did, despite the chance that it might be discovered later as it has been.

Phoenix:
(Which means he didn't originally plan to open his locker...!)

Judge:
According to the defense's argument, Officer Jake Marshall dressed up as Detective Goodman at the time of the crime. Then, after the crime was "committed," he opened his own locker for some unknown reason.

Edgeworth:
The fact that a white "cloth" is sticking out of the locker seems to indicate that he opened it in order to put the cloth inside.

Judge:
So... just what exactly is this piece of cloth?

Phoenix:
Perhaps... Perhaps the video is the key to all our unanswered questions. (I don't have any evidence, so this video's my only shot!)

Marshall:
...

Judge:
Very well. Let's take yet another look at the security tape. After commiting the crime, the witness opened the locker to put away the white cloth. Please show us why the witness had to open his locker!

Phoenix:
For some reason, you disguised yourself as Detective Goodman, and entered the evidence room. I don't know what that reason was... yet.

Marshall:
"Yet"?

Phoenix:
However, something unexpected happened. Officer Meekins barged in on you. When asked to show your ID card, you pulled a knife on him. However! Officer Meekins panicked, and the white coat you were wearing was soiled with blood!

Judge:
A bloody white coat...

Phoenix:
You couldn't just walk out like that, so you hid the coat in your locker.

Marshall:
... Not bad, huh "pardner"?


Judge:
Now then, Officer Marshall. Are you ready to tell us the truth?

Marshall:
Looks like I underestimated y'all. I hope you're happy now, Mr. Edgeworth.

Edgeworth:
...

Marshall:
Two years ago... if you were only half as persistent then as you are today, we all wouldn't have to be here, now would we?

Phoenix:
Officer Marshall! Tell the court what you did... all of it.

Marshall:
Alright. It seems the time has come.


Witness Testimony
-- Marshall's Confession --

Marshall:
I had to do it that day. I couldn't just stand by and let it die.
I stole the detective's ID and dressed like him. I planned to take out the evidence.
I wasn't expecting Officer Meekins. I knocked him out...
and managed to escape. I knew which areas wouldn't be caught on the camera.
There wasn't any murder in the evidence room at 5:15.


Judge:
So the supposed "victim" was really you...

Edgeworth:
But there's one thing I still don't understand. Large quantities of blood traces were found on the floor of the evidence room. If no one was murdered, then how could that be?

Marshall:
Officer Meekins managed to cut his own hand. My guess is he's the donor.

Phoenix:
(It looked like too much blood for that...)


Cross Examination
-- Marshall's Confession --

Marshall:
I had to do it that day. I couldn't just stand by and let it die.

Marshall:
I stole the detective's ID and dressed like him. I planned to take out the evidence.

Marshall:
I wasn't expecting Officer Meekins. I knocked him out...

Marshall:
and managed to escape. I knew which areas wouldn't be caught on the camera.

Marshall:
There wasn't any murder in the evidence room at 5:15.

Marshall:
I can't just forget the SL-9 Incident... You know why?

Phoenix:
(I had a feeling we'd wind up here sooner or later... Everyone involved here is related in some way to that case... I'd better take another look at the files.)


Phoenix:
Officer Marshall, I think I understand. I think I know why you care so much about the SL-9 Incident.

Marshall:
Sounds like you've been sipping too much cactus juice, pardner.

Phoenix:
I have the SL-9 Incident file here. The name "Marshall" is mentioned in here...

Marshall:
!

Phoenix:
in a list of murder victims. "Neil Marshall"... Are you related to this man?

Edgeworth:
Neil Marshall...?

Marshall:
Yeah, I'm sure you've heard the name. Two years ago... he received the same lousy prosecutor award you got.

Judge:
What!? A prosecutor...?

Phoenix:
(He must be talking about the King of Prosecutors award.)

Edgeworth:
Now I remember... Prosecutor Neil Marshall. He handled the SL-9 case before I did.

Marshall:
That's right. He was killed... and the case fell into your hands.

Judge:
But what's his relation to you...?

Marshall:
He was my brother. He was investigating the murders with Damon Gant, Chief Detective at the time. The group of detectives I was part of worked under them. We were desperate to prosecute the killer. Joe Darke... My brother fought Darke and was killed. That was the first time Darke left behind any evidence. That was all we needed. He was arraigned and incarcerated. The case was finally closed... at least, according to the public records.

Judge:
What do you mean?

Marshall:
My brother couldn't have been killed by Joe Darke. I knew my brother better than anyone... No one could have beaten him in a fight.

Edgeworth:
And that's it? That's your reason for your insane actions?

Marshall:
There's more to my brother's death than what the records say. No matter how much you try to hide it, you can't fool me.

Edgeworth:
...

Judge:
Well... at least one thing's for certain. Now we know what happened at the Police Department on the day of the crime.

Edgeworth:
That was the last day the SL-9 case could be reopened. Not satisfied with its resolution, Officer Marshall planned to steal the evidence.

Phoenix:
Disguising himself as Detective Goodman, he entered the evidence room. Officer Meekins confronted him, so he rendered him unconscious and fled.

Edgeworth:
Yes, this mystery has finally been cleared up. No murder took place at the Police Department that day!

Phoenix:
!

Edgeworth:
The things that happen by chance never cease to amaze... At exactly the same time as the murder at the Prosecutor's Office... this fake murder was going on at the Police Department.

Phoenix:
(Chance...? It's got to be more than just that...)

Judge:
So if no one was murdered at the Police Department on the day of the crime, that means the murder in the Prosecutor's Office's parking lot was the real one.

Edgeworth:
Which, in turn, means... only one person could have committed the crime: Chief Prosecutor Lana Skye.

Phoenix:
Objection

Phoenix:
B-but wait! A verdict wasn't reached in yesterday's trial!

Edgeworth:
Objection

Edgeworth:
Which is why we examined the incident at the Police Department today.

Phoenix:
But...!

Edgeworth:
There's only one reason the defendant was not convicted yesterday: there yet remained the mystery of the simultaneous murder at the Police Department.

Marshall:
It seems to me... this boy's got the draw on you, pardner.

Edgeworth:
All the mysteries at the Police Department have been uncovered. No contradictions remain. The murder took place at the Prosecutor's Office! The only suspect is Lana Skye. There were no errors in the testimony of the witness, Angel Starr! If you have a response... make it one word or less.

Phoenix:
... ARRRGHHHH!!!

Edgeworth:
I rest my case.

Judge:
It seems this trial has reached its conclusion. There's no room for doubt.

Edgeworth:
Well done, Mr. Wright. Thanks to you, I didn't need to waste my time... disproving the alleged "murder" at the Police Department.

Phoenix:
(There's no doubt what I proved today is true... The apparent murder on the security camera's tape really was fake! But I didn't realize... that would end up proving Lana guilty!)

Judge:
Now then, the time for the verdict has arrived. This court finds the defendant...

Holdit

Ema:
Y-your Honor! Wait!

Phoenix:
Ema!

Ema:
The defense has an objection. A scientific objection! Right?

Phoenix:
What do you mean, "right?"

Judge:
Mr. Wright. Are you this girl's guardian?

Phoenix:
Your Honor! Oh, uh... in a sense...

Ema:
Please, Your Honor. All I'm asking is for a minute of your time! Please hear me out! Mr. Edgeworth, please...

Edgeworth:
... I don't want to leave any loose ends. You want a minute? I'll give you three.


Ema:
I... I was kind of in shock. I mean, finding out that the SL-9 incident referred to the Joe Darke Killings!

Phoenix:
(Now that she mentions it... the names of both Skye sisters were in that file.)

Ema:
But that's when I figured it out. I mean, what Officer Marshall was trying to do that day... So I knew his fingerprint had nothing to do with the crime. That left only one thing... the other handprint!

Edgeworth:
You mean the traces of blood found on Detective Gumshoe's locker...

Judge:
But no fingerprints were found on it, right?

Ema:
No, but I figured if I examined it scientifically... I'd be sure to find a clue! So I ran over there and looked at it again!

Phoenix:
! So did you find something?

Ema:
Um... No!

Phoenix:
Huh?

Ema:
Sorry. I guess I'm not much of a scientific investigator after all.

Phoenix:
...

Ema:
...

Phoenix:
Um... Is that all?

Ema:
Please don't be mad. I'm just a high school student!

Phoenix:
(And I'm just an attorney...)

Ema:
But Mr. Wright! Those traces of blood are the only clue we have! If we can't find something wrong with them... Please, Mr. Wright. You're a professional. If anyone can save Lana, it's you!

Phoenix:
Me? Oh boy...

Judge:
Time's up. Now then, Mr. Wright. With regard to the incident at the Police Department... Does any reasonable doubt remain?

Phoenix:
Um...

Edgeworth:
It appears the defense is troubled by the other blood mark. Looking at the floor plans, a handprint was discovered around here. Is there a problem with this?

Ema:
Mr. Wright! I'm sorry I can't be of more use... But still! If you can't find anything wrong with that blood mark, Lana will be...

Judge:
Please answer my question, Mr. Wright. We don't have all day.

Phoenix:
Y-yes, Your Honor. (If ever I've needed to concentrate, it's now! What could be wrong with that handprint on Detective Gumshoe's locker? Could there be something I'm missing...?)

Phoenix:
This handprint left at the crime scene... clearly shows a contradiction!

Edgeworth:
The only thing that seems clear is you're grasping, Mr. Wright.

Judge:
You've been staring pretty intently at those floor plans. Tell me... is there a problem with them?

Phoenix:
... (Yes, this is strange...!) Take a good look at these floor plans. Something is missing.

Edgeworth:
"Missing"...? You mean, something hasn't been drawn on there?

Phoenix:
Yes. Something that, when drawn, will completely change the meaning of the blood mark!

Judge:
Let us pray the defense isn't simply trying to buy time. Very well, Mr. Wright!

Phoenix:
(With all this evidence here... there's got to be something I can use!)

Judge:
The question is... which item can prove something is missing in the floor plans?

Marshall:
What about that piece of plywood?

Phoenix:
The Blue Badger! Mascot of the police force! Defender of truth, guardian of proof!

Edgeworth:
Explain yourself, Mr. Wright.

Phoenix:
Please look at the floor plans of the crime scene. The Blue Badger is not here.

Marshall:
So?

Phoenix:
So watch what happens when we put him in. This is where he was dancing at the time of the crime. Well...?

Judge:
Well... what?

Edgeworth:
! *gasp!*

Phoenix:
That's right. So long as the Blue Badger is dancing here... it would be impossible... to place a handprint at this spot on the locker!

Marshall:
Whaaaaat!?

Judge:
So that means... Uh... just exactly what does that mean!?

Phoenix:
It means it can't be done!

Judge:
What are you saying? Blood traces were undeniably found on that locker!

Phoenix:
Don't look at me, I didn't put it there!

Ema:
Mr. Wright! Think it through scientifically!

Phoenix:
Ema!

Ema:
On that afternoon... Officer Meekins was the one who brought the Blue Badger to the evidence room, right? After he put it down, it would be impossible to leave a handprint on that locker.

Phoenix:
...! So that must mean this blood mark... was left there before the Blue Badger was brought in...?

Judge:
Just one moment! I will not allow such farfetched balderdash in my courtroom!

Phoenix:
It may sound farfetched, Your Honor... but it's the only possible explanation! On February 21st... in the Police Department's evidence room... blood was spilled not once, but twice!

Edgeworth:
B-but how...!

Phoenix:
One time was captured on this tape, taken by the security camera. Officer Meekins cut his hand, from which a trivial amount of blood fell. The problem is... the "other" time. Someone bled prior to the struggle shown on this tape. It had to have been... Detective Goodman, when he was really murdered!

Edgeworth:
Objection

Edgeworth:
That's ridiculous! I refute you!

Phoenix:
Objection

Phoenix:
The murder portrayed in the security tape has been proven to be a fake. However! That does not explain the blood mark found on the locker!

Edgeworth:
Objection

Edgeworth:
So then... assuming this "murder" you purport really happened. When did it take place!? I demand you show evidence that proves it occurred!

Phoenix:
(When did the first incident occur...)

Judge:
To surmise, the defense claims that... prior to Officer Meekins being cut by Jake Marshall, who was disguised as Detective Goodman, another "incident" took place in that evidence room.

Phoenix:
The blood mark on the locker proves this.

Judge:
Very well. Then tell us... When did this "first" incident occur? Proof must be presented.

Phoenix:
(Proof that shows when the murder took place... There's only one piece of evidence that can show that!)

Judge:
Now then. Will the defense please present its evidence? What shows when the "first" crime took place?

Phoenix:
If the crime took place inside the evidence room, then the perpetrator would had to have entered the room. In order to do so, an ID card is required.

Judge:
An ID card... Oh! The ID Card Record!

Phoenix:
Officer Meekins brought the Blue Badger panel into the evidence room at...

Judge:
Let's see here... 4:50 PM. If the crime took place before that time, then it would be... 4:40 PM... Ah! AAAAAAAHHH! M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-Miles Edgeworth! Just what have you done!?

Marshall:
I never figured you had nerve, boy.

Edgeworth:
Put off the act, witness. It doesn't take a lot of thought to figure out it couldn't have been me.

Marshall:
Hmm... Nope, I ain't gettin' it...

Judge:
Hmm... I'm afraid I don't understand either.

Edgeworth:
It's clear from the luminol test that blood was there. However, when the "second" crime took place... both Officer Meekins and Officer Marshall failed to notice the blood.

Phoenix:
That means... the blood from the first crime was wiped away... by the real murderer.

Edgeworth:
I would have had just ten minutes to murder the victim, carry his body away, and clean up the blood... Unfortunately that's physically impossible.

Judge:
That would mean... the crime must have taken place before Mr. Edgeworth entered the evidence room.

Phoenix:
Let's look at the chart again. There's only one other card number remaining: "7777777"!

Marshall:
Talk about a lucky number...

Judge:
But wait... That doesn't make sense! How could Officer Goodman have entered the evidence room?

Phoenix:
Since there's no record of his card being used beforehand... he must have entered along with the real murderer. That's the only plausible explanation. He went in with "7777777"!

Judge:
Mr. Edgeworth! Please look into this ASAP! Find out whose ID number is "sevensevensevensevensevensevensevenseven"!

Edgeworth:
That's one "seven" too many, Your Honor. Unfortunately... I'm unable to look up the owner of that ID card. At least, at present.

Phoenix:
What!?

Marshall:
Explain yourself, son.

Edgeworth:
The ID number "7777777" belongs to someone with a rank of Captain or higher... Someone who is a so-called "executive officer." We don't have the authority to inquire into such a person's identity.

Phoenix:
Objection

Phoenix:
But that's ridiculous! Just how...

Edgeworth:
I'm not finished talking, Mr. Wright. There is one situation in which we can be granted such authority.

Judge:
If an official charge filed against an executive is accepted.

Phoenix:
An "official charge"...

Marshall:
You're all alike, aren't you? With your "cover-ups" and your "forgeries"... That's how the Prosecutor's Office operates!

Edgeworth:
Objection

Edgeworth:
I take pride in my work, Officer Marshall. I would appreciate it if you would keep your slander to yourself.

Marshall:
"Slander," is it? Okay. Let me ask a question.

Edgeworth:
Yes?

Marshall:
No, not to you. To her, the defendant sitting over there. Your own little "executive."

Phoenix:
(L-Lana?)

Edgeworth:
Objection

Edgeworth:
Don't be stupid. She's been charged with murder. Of course we've looked up her ID number... and it's not "7777777."

Marshall:
Don't play me for a fool, pardner. That's not what I want to ask. All I want to know is one thing... about that incident.

Judge:
The SL-9 Incident?

Marshall:
Answer me this, Chief Prosecutor! In that trial two years ago... Did you really only use legitimate evidence!?


Edgeworth:
Do you need the witness to repeat his question, Chief Prosecutor?

Lana:
I heard him fine, Mr. Edgeworth.

Edgeworth:
Two years ago... I was in charge of the prosecution for that trial. At the time, we...

Lana:
Occasionally... we felt the powerlessness of the law. At least... I did.

Phoenix:
...!

Ema:
L-Lana...

Lana:
I became a prosecutor in order to suppress crime with the law. But before I realized it, we were the ones being suppressed by the law.

Judge:
Defendant! Just what are you saying!?

Marshall:
I'll ask you again, Chief Prosecutor. During that trial two years ago... did you really present all the evidence in court? Can you look me, an investigator in that crime, in the eye and say that you did?

Judge:
Chief Prosecutor! You didn't...

Lana:
... I don't have to, Officer Marshall.

Edgeworth:
! Why don't you answer him!?

Lana:
Drastic crimes require drastic measures... That's just the way it is. We did what we had to... in order for him to get the verdict he deserved.

Ema:
But Lana!

Lana:
Even if it involved "forging" evidence.

Marshall:
See? That's what I'm talking about.

Edgeworth:
No... NNNNOOOOOOO!!!

Judge:
Order! Order! Order! ORDERRRRR!!!


Lana's remarks caused such a stir... the chaos in the courtroom could not be quelled. The conclusion of the trial... would have to wait until the following day...

To be continued.



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