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Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney

by Mors Rattus

Part 37: Case 4 - Turnabout Goodbyes - Investigation (Day 1) - Part 1

Case 4 - Turnabout Goodbyes
Investigation (Day 1) - Part 1

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: About that, yes.
: 15 years is a long time to wait...
: You can't imagine how much I've suffered...
: You... suffered?
: And now... the perfect opportunity presents itself.

: What!?

: Do you know if there's any good waterfalls around here?
: Waterfalls...? Dare I ask why?
: Duh, Nick! Isn't it obvious?
: I need a waterfall to stand under! Preferably a freezing one!
: ... Oh... Is that part of your spirit medium training?
: Of course! Except, I've been slacking off lately... I need to brave the elements and be forged anew under the rushing spring waters!
: Umm... Okay... I don't know about any falls per se, but Gourd Lake is pretty close...
: Oh. Darn.
: Sorry, but them's the breaks. Couldn't you just take a cold shower or something?
: ...
: Good idea!

She heads off.

: (So much for the rushing spring waters...)

: A large, unidentified animal was sighted at Gourd Lake! The town is buzzing with excitement! Locals are calling it "Gourdy" in a tip of the hat to Nessie, the Loch Ness monster. Though its namesake, Nessie, proved to be a hoax... locals are confident their Gourdy is the real deal. ...
: *yawn* Bor-ing. Can't they show real news for a change?

: ?
: The water pressure's kind of low in that shower.
: ... You want more pressure, huh? Why don't you go down to the fire department and have them spray you with the hose?
: ...

She heads off again.

: (Apparently, E.S.P. is no aid in detecting sarcasm...)

: Strange occurences continue at Gourd Lake... But this time, it's murder!
: (Gourd Lake again?)
: The body of a man was found in the lake early this morning. A suspect was apprehended. Sources inside the police department revealed... that the suspect's name is Miles Edgeworth, age 24. Edgeworth was an up-and-coming prosecution attorney, known for his skill and connections. He was guaranteed a long and rewarding career... has he thrown it all away?
: (...? E-Edgeworth!?) What's going on!? Edgeworth would never do something like--

: Yipes! M-Maya!
: The fireman yelled at me when I called him.
: We've got bigger things to worry about than that! They arrested Edgeworth!
: What? You mean, the prosecutor?
: Yeah, he's a suspect... in a murder!

: When? Where? Whom? Why? How?
: I-I don't know!
: Let's go find out, Nick!

: Well, what should we do?
: What do you mean!?
: Let's investigate! We should talk to Mr. Edgeworth, and check out the crime scene!
: (You're right... We need more information! Save aimlessness and confusion for later!)

: Well? Got any good ideas?
: Not really. I do my best thinking when I'm standing underneath a waterfall.

Descriptions have changed again, incidentally.

: Mia's favorite plant. Its name is "Charley." Maya's gotten the knack of watering it lately. Charley's been perking up these days.

: Maya brought in a poster of the Steel Samurai the other day. We had a big fight over whether to put it up or not. I know she's just waiting for a chance to sneak it up on the wall.

: Mia's desk. If we had more clients, I would probably sit here more often. Lately, I've been spending more time on the couch, watching TV.

: Difficult-looking legal books stand in a formidable row. They mock me. I tried reading one, and it made my head hurt. When I closed it, it slipped out of my hand. Then my foot hurt too.

: Looks like it's cleaning day again at the hotel across the way. I hear they're planning a second branch outside the city. I can see the bellboy, getting hte angle of that screwdriver in the drawer just right.

Now, let's go meet with Edgeworth.

: We've all been in here one time or another, haven't we?
: I guess it comes with the territory.
: I'm not sure it's something we should mention to too many people...

: Hey! Edgeworth! Come back!

: Nick, I don't think he's in a very good mood.
: Well, he is in detention. Were you in a good mood when you were here?
: So, you've come to laugh at the fallen attorney? Then laugh, laugh!
: Well? Why aren't you laughing?
: Nick... Should we be laughing?
: Nah. It's a trick. Laugh and he'll get mad... or burst into tears. Edgeworth. We don't have so much free time we can spend it coming down here to laugh at you.
: ... Yes you do.
: (Actually, he's right.)

: ...
: I hoped you wouldn't come. I didn't want you to see me. Not like this.
: (Hey, I didn't want to see you either, believe me.)

We can take a look around, but not much is new.

: This guard monitors the visitor's room. He hasn't moved an inch since I came in. A real pro. Or maybe he's just nervous with Edgeworth in the room.

Instead, let's chat with Edgeworth.

: Edgeworth. Tell me what happened.
: ...
: Why should I? What are you going to do about it?
: Duh! we're going to help you, that's what!
: ...!
: ... Help me? You?
: Don't be ridiculous.
: Sorry...?
: You're a novice! You've only been in three trials!
: H-hey!
: Sure, you got lucky and won all three...
: But your luck's bound to run out some day!
: You need real skill, Wright. Experience!
: ...
: Nick! He's insulting you! Nick? Why am I always the one who has to get angry!?

: The murder took place at Gourd Lake, correct?
: Yes... late last night.
: The lake is a long way away from your offices and the court... Why were you down there?
: ... I see no need to tell you.
: M-Mr. Edgeworth! You... you didn't really...?
: ... Gourdy.
: Huh?
: I went to see Gourdy.
: "Gourdy"?
: What's that!?
: I'll... tell you later. (Why won't Edgeworth talk to us?)

Maybe the badge will help.

: Edgeworth. Let me defend you.
: ...
: Hah! Hah hah! Good one, Wright. But I'm not that hard up. Not yet.
: Wh-what do you mean by that?
: Me? Trust a wet-behind-the-ears lawyer with only three trials under his belt? Never!
: Wh-what!?
: My case is near hopeless, Wright. Every defense attorney I've talked to has turned me down.
: What?
: Simply put, they were afraid they'd lose. It occurred to me that it might be my fault that they lack confidence.
: After all, I did get every single one of their clients declared "guilty."
: I don't believe it!
: Regardless, I don't want you involved in this. You in particular I cannot ask to do this.

Which opens a new question.

: Edgeworth... this is really hard for me to ask... But... you didn't do it, right? Right?
: ... Think what you will. I have only one request.
: Huh?
: Stay out of this case.

: B-but Nick is trying to help you!
: I know...! I know that!
: But I don't want your help, okay?
: !!! Why not?
: ...
: Look, just go away, and leave me alone!

And he leaves.

: Nick... Mr. Edgeworth did it, didn't he.
: Maya! Let's go investigate elsewhere.
: But, Nick...

You heard the man.

: Yeah. Gourd Lake is in the middle of this park.
: I can see some police walking around in there.
: Questioning people, probably.
: Hey! Isn't that Detective Gumshoe over there?

: There's enough of us here! Anyone found anything?
: S-sorry, sir... Nothing.
: Idiot! The trial's tomorrow! We need clues, on the double!
: B-but, sir... There weren't any clues... that's why we arrested that attorney, Mr. Edgeworth! It's clear, sir. He's the one who--
: Shaddup! Just you try saying that again! I'll... er... I'll make you sorry if you do! I mean... just get outta my face, pal!
: Y-yes, sir!
: Detective Gumshoe's kinda scary today!
: Recruits... peh!
: ...
: Aah!
: Eek!

: Hey, you're that Harry guy! Harry Butz!
: Wright! Phoenix Wright! (Will he ever learn my name!?)
: And just what are you doing here, pal? Investigating!?
: Huh? Um, well, yes. I suppose.
: Well, I'm here to help! Ask me anything you want!
: Bring it!
: He seems different than usual. I wonder what's up?
: Umm... Mr. Edgeworth hasn't actually asked us to defend him yet...
: Huh!?
: Oh? Y-you don't say...

Let's look around some.

: I feel winter's chill from the bare leaf trees today... *sigh* What is it about winter that turns people into poets?
: I don't know, but my toes are starting to feel numb.
: (Yes... my poetry has that effect on some people.)

: The sign says "Gourd Lake Nature Park." This place is full of families picnicking on the weekend.
: But... no waterfall.
: Not many picnickers come here for spiritual training, Maya.

Question time.

: Detective Gumshoe? Do you know what happened here?
: Huh? You don't know, pal?
: No...
: Wow, okay, Mr. head-in-the-fluff-pink-clouds Lawyer.
: Head-in-the... huh?
: Never mind, I'll tell you.
: It happened last night, about 15 minutes after midnight.

: In that boat were two men.

: A cop who arrived on the scene arrested him.
: How did he get there so fast?
: Well...
: There was a witness. When the report came in, we raced to the lake.
: A witness?

: You don't think Mr. Edgeworth is a... murderer!?
: Absolutely not! It's impossible!
: I don't care if there's a witness either! I don't believe a lick of it!
: R-right! Who cares what the witness says!
: (I care!)
: ...
: You really believe in him, don't you, Detective?
: Course I do!
: But... the police are pretty sure he's the killer. Nobody's even really taking this investigation that seriously.
: Oh no!
: After all the help Mr. Edgeworth has been to us... Hard to imagine that no one's standing up to take his side.
: Well, at least you are, Detective. At least you are.

: I-is it true? No one will take Mr. Edgeworth's case?
: Yeah... He's a bit of a celebrity. If you defended him, and lost, your reputation'd be sure to suffer. What's more...
: The case against him is... well, it's pretty solid.
: (I suppose it would be if they have a witness.)
: Hey! Pal! Don't tell me you're going to turn your back on him too!? Remember the Steel Samurai! Mr. Edgeworth helped you get your client declared innocent!
: I... I know. I went to Edgeworth. I tried. He really doesn't want us to represent him. Especially not us, he said.
: What!? W-well, that doesn't make any sense, pal! You should have heard him talking about you after the Steel Samurai case! He kept saying "Wright, Wright, Wright" over and over.
: ... Nick?
: I'm not sure that's a good sign.
: Neither am I...
: Why wouldn't he want your help? I don't get it.

: Who was this witness?
: Er, sorry, pal. That's confidential. anyway, the witness saw everything, apparently. I'm sure they'll turn up at the trial tomorrow.
: Was there only that one witness?
: Yep. It was pretty cold out on the lake last night. And, it was Christmas Eve after all.
: Still, we're being thorough. You never know when you're going to turn up another witness. That's why we're here today, checking things out.
: So far, we're coming up empty...
: Oh! It's Christmas today! I'd forgotten.
: What are you getting me for Christmas, Nick?
: Talk to Santa.
: Detective Gumshoe, sir!
: What? Find something?
: Um, no, sir. Not yet. But there was a call from the precinct. They want to hold an investigation briefing...
: A briefing?
: Right! I'm off!
: Oh... Sorry, pal. I guess you heard. I gotta go.

: Well, yes. Do you have any information the victim...?

: Sorry...
: They haven't worked up the autopsy report yet. I'm still waiting for it myself.
: Actually...
: Say, if you get the time, drop by the precinct! We can talk more there, pal!

And this leaves us off where the other thing starts.

: You're not coming back, Detective?
: Erm... Probably not, pal.
: so, what should we do if we have something to talk to you about...?
: Ah, right.
: Here, I'll show you how to get to the precinct. Come down and see me anytime.

And now we can visit the police station.

: Oh, hey! Detective Gumshoe!
: W-what!?
: Um, we'd like to take a look around in the park. Can we walk around?
: Yeah! No problem, pal. You got my permission.

He leaves.

: You know, Nick. I think there's something to be said for talking to people when they're busy.
: Yeah. They don't have time to think about not giving you information...
: Right! Now, let's get investigating!

Next time: Christmas In July

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