Part 103: Case 5 - Rise From the Ashes - Trial (Day 4) - Part 10
Case 5 - Rise From the AshesTrial (Day 4) - Part 10

: I wasn't Chief Prosecutor at the time.

: She didn't think Darke was the real murderer. That's why she tried to erase the "real evidence."

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

: So the jar was already broken?

: It's a miracle that thing hadn't broken earlier.

: It certainly looks as feeble as the defense's case...

:
(But not as feeble as the judge's judgment...)

: You were an ace detective who never missed a detail. Do you really expect us to believe

: you didn't investigate what was written on the jar pieces?

: Normally I would have,

: So you didn't know your sister's name was written on the jar?

: No.

: If I had known...

: I would have gathered all the pieces and ground them to dust.

:
(Well, that helps my case...)

: Lana... you'd do that for me?

: It seems you two might make up yet.

: Anyway, I just barely had enough time to move the body as it was.

: If someone happened upon the scene, you'd lose your chance to erase the evidence.

: You must have been in a hurry.

: I was.

: I knew I had to destroy the evidence before anyone came.

: This is rather shocking...

: I'm afraid that action of yours reveals

: what really happened.

: What do you mean?

: If you really thought Darke killed Prosecutor Marshall,

: you wouldn't have wiped away the blood.

: ,,, What else could I have done in that situation?

: Lana...

: I only had a few moments.

: There wasn't enough time for me to do anything else but gather up the pieces.

: But how could you see with the power out?

: It should have been pitch black in that office.

: A detective is always prepared, Mr. Wright.

: Even now I always carry

: a pocket light and a camera with me.

: Even I carry my a bottle of emergency Luminol where I go!
my a bottle?

: I never miss anything. I got every last piece.

: So you illegally rearranged the crime scene?

: Yes. I don't have any excuse for my actions.

: I'm so sorry, Lana. I didn't know... I've treated you so badly all this time...

:
(It's not too late. There's still plenty of time to make up... After we've gotten to the bottom of this incident!)

: No doubt this day will leave a permanent stain on the history of the Prosecutor's Office.
Loop.

: More contradictions have

: surfaced in her testimony.

: Your sister's really putting up a fight. She must really care about you. Still, she's not doing this the right way...

: ...!

:
(I think I've finally figured out the contradictions in her testimony. There's one final "possibility" that might turn everything around!)
Can you figure out Phoenix's plan?

: Ms. Skye. I believe this jar conceals a truth even you were unaware of.

: What?

: In the Chief's safe?

: But how...?

:
(I knew it! She really didn't know!)

: There's something even more disturbing about that final piece:

: But the witness just testified...

: that she gathered every last piece and wiped the blood off of them!

: Yes,

: which leaves us with only one explanation.

: On the night Prosecutor Marshall was murdered...

: you were not the first one to show up on the scene!

: But couldn't the defendant have simply missed a piece?

: I'm afraid that's unlikely.

: The pieces are too big for anyone to miss, let alone an ace detective!

: That may well be, but everyone makes mistakes. Even I once wasted an entire day

: looking for my dentures. They were in my mouth all along! Ha! Can you believe that!?

: Have you forgotten, Your Honor? When this witness arrived at the scene,

: the jar was already broken.

: Oh, that...

: There's no way a name could have been written on a shattered jar.

: I hope you're not implying this "person" was Chief Gant. At the time, he was looking

: for Darke downstairs. Besides, even if he was there first, why would he break the jar?

: The question is, if he did arrive there first, why did he hide that fact for two years!?

: ...

: Wait,

: I'm not the one on trail here!
Trail?

: Damon Gant arrived at the crime scene prior to the witness.

: Question:

: What is this action called?

: Fabrication...

: B-but why would Chief Gant do that!?

: In light of what happened afterwards,

: isn't it clear?

: What happened afterwards...?

: Discovering the scene, Lana Skye believed her sister Ema killed the victim. Determined to help her sister,

: she sought Gant's aid.

: sparing Ema. And here is the reason!

: Please, Sis! Stop trying to protect the chief! I... I can't watch you suffer any more for my sake...

: No, you didn't! It wasn't you, Ema! You didn't kill anyone! Don't believe anything Mr. Wright says!

: Defense attorneys make up the he most foul lies to defend their clients!
He?

: "Foul lies"...?
(Imagine that, coming from my own client!)

: Hmm... I guess you do seem the type who likes to twist the truth.

: ...

: !

:
(Wait a minute... What if...)

: Is something wrong, Mr. Wright?

: Lana...

: may be right after all.

: ! What do you mean, Wright?

: So you do tell foul lies then, Mr. Wright?

: Ms. Skye! Please testify once more!

: But...

: If evidence was "fabricated" behind your back...

: then Ema's accidental killing of Prosecutor Marshall...

: might also be a lie!

: B-but, I do remember

: knocking over Mr. Marshall...

: Ms. Skye! If you will!

: ...

: I... I can't...

: There's nothing to be afraid of anymore.

: ...!

: This cross-examination may not change a thing.

: However, there is a possibility that it will,

: if you tell the truth!

: ... Very well.

: I'll testify...

: about what I really saw.

: All right.

: The witness may testify once more, for the final time!

: Unbelievable! The body was impaled on

: the armor's sword?

: You were the only one

: who saw that.

: If only you had proof...

: ... Actually,

: I do have proof.

: !

: I gave it to

: Mr. Wright just this morning.

: What?

: To me?

: It's a picture I took of the crime scene as I encountered it. I thought

: it might be needed.

: But I don't remember receiving a picture like that...

: Lana must have known...

: See. Mr. Wright? She really does have faith in you!

: Very well, Mr. Wright. Please present this "picture"!

:
(I don't remember receiving any pictures from Lana...)

: Lana said she gave it to you this morning, right?

: I seem to remember getting something from her then...

: Let's check that evidence again!

: There must be a picture in there somewhere!
Checking it no longer takes it to the book's contents, however.

: Hey... There's a picture here!

: Oh... Oh my... This is... the actual crime scene...!

: No other detective saw the crime scene like this. That's because I contacted Criminal Affairs only after I rearranged the scene.

: *gasp* Mr. Wright! That piece cut out from his vest! Could that be...

:
(The cloth we found inside Chief Gant's safe!)

: That cloth... It had fingerprints on it!

: Whosever fingerprints those are must be

: the real murderer!

:
(What!? But those fingerprints... They're yours, Ema!)

: Why are your lips turning all purple, Mr. Wright?

: Anyway, let's get on with the cross-examination.

: So long as you tell the truth, we should be able to flush out the real murderer.

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

: Come now, Udgey.

: This is the poorest excuse for a trial I've ever seen!

: Chief Gant...

: What, now you want to make me out as the bad guy too?

: If so, I'd like to put in a word or two in my defense.
Next time: Oh, shit.