Part 71: Case 5 - Rise From the Ashes - Trial (Day 2) - Part 5
Case 5 - Rise From the AshesTrial (Day 2) - Part 5
Back to the trial.

: Very well, Mr. Wright, you may cross-examine the witness!

: Why did you lie about those five minutes?

: I guess you could say, I just wanted people to look at the results.

: The... results?

: How many times do I have to say this?

: I saw the chief prosecutor stab the victim before my very own eyes! Compared to that...

: A five minute "blank" means nothing!

: Then why didn't you just tell the truth?

: Don't make me laugh! We're dealing with the most untrustworthy of the vile lot known as prosecutors! Falsified evidence, arranged testimonies, erasing and manipulating evidence...

: When you fight monsters, you need to use every trick in the book!

:
(This when the suspect is admitting she did it?)

: False testimony is the most despicable crime of all, Ms. Starr.

: Let's just get this over with.

: And, you found this shoe at the scene of the crime?

: I detained the chief prosecutor, and notified the Police Department... I wanted to make myself useful while I was waiting for the police to arrive.

: So, like an ill-trained pooch, you snuck off with a shoe!

: I was afraid someone would erase the chief prosecutor's crime.

: See this fashionable basket I have here...?

: It carries more than lunchboxes, gentlemen!

:
(I'm happy for you and your lunchbox bag, really.)

: In any case, you removed valuable evidence from the scene of the crime.

: Now tell us what you did next.

: So, you brought it to the forensics department?

: If you're going to submit something as evidence in court, you need it approved. To do that, evidence must be analyzed...

: by a forensics expert.

:
(And she got away with her little coup because she used to be a detective...)

: Makes sense. After all, a man was stabbed here.

: As I said, there were
two types of blood found on the shoe.

: You can't say for sure the blood belonged to the victim with a blood test!

: You claim to know something about blood tests, Rookie?

: Huh...

: Well, speak up!

: Uh, well... Blood comes in four types... A, B, O, and AB... However!

: You can't tell from a blood test whether a murder was performed... in cold blood!

: ...

: ...

: ... That's just a figure of speech, Mr. Wright.

: Actually, if you combine all the various blood tests, there are millions of types! It's practically impossible to narrow a blood sample down to one person!

: Or so I hear.

: M-millions of types?

: But they said there's very little doubt it could be anyone's but Ms. Lana Skye's.

: Hmm...

: So the suspect's blood was found on the victim's shoe...

: That ties her directly to the death of Detective Goodman!

:
(I was afraid he was going to say that...)

:
(I can't let this evidence go through without a fight!)

: ...!

: Some like it hot, Mr. Wright. Some, like your client. She's in enough hot water to make a whole batch of soup.

: A problem...?

:
(No... there's nothing there. And if I just stab blindly at it, I'll hurt my case.)

: C'mon, Mr. Wright, I know you can find something!

: Some kind of off-the-cuff contradiction!

: I'm trying to avoid saying things off-the-cuff today.
And loop.

:
(That's pretty sly, hiding evidence like that!)

: There's nothing sly about a lawyer using the law as a weapon!

: In any case, science is always on our side!

: Don't forget!

: Scientific investivation is the wave of the future!

:
(Hmm... maybe I should "investigate" this evidence a little more closely...)
Or...

: If I'm not imagining things...

: That gleam in your eyes...

: You're still young, Rookie.

: Let's hear what Mr. Wright has to say!

: What is contradictory about the victim's shoe?

: Don't mess with me, Rookie...

: Hmm... Indeed, there is quite a bit of blood on the bottom of the shoe.

: It makes sense. The victim was stabbed with a knife!

: The problem lies...

: in
the footprint.

: The... footprint?

: Then... isn't it strange?

: Why weren't any bloody footprints found by the scene of the crime!?

: Ah hah!

: If there were bloody prints they would have been found.

: Order! Order! Order!

: Well, witness!?

: What!? Huh? I, uh...

: Great going, Mr. Wright!

: But... It's true that the lack of a footprint is a contradiction...

: But then we have to ask why there wasn't a footprint!

: Oh!

: That's true! There has to be a reason why there wasn't a footprint!

: Think, Mr. Wright, think!

: ... Hey, I don't know why it's not there. I'm just good at finding contradictions.

: What!?

: I see...

: Now I get it!

:
(Get what!?)

: Our witness is more devious than I gave her credit for!

: We were hoodwinked to the very end!

: Wh-what are you talking about?

: Think back to when she told us about apprehending the suspect...

: She knocked my hands aside, kiced over an oil drum... Oh, she's beautiful, but deadly! A predator, this one! A leopard woman! Rowr!

:
(No kidding!)

: Now, witness. Allow me to ask a very simple question. This "oil drum"...

: was it empty?

: ...

: Oh, that, hmm? I'm not sure I like your attitude, Mr. Edgeworth.

: Though apparently you're not the slowest conveyor belt in the lunchbox factory.

: Witness! W-well?

: Was the oil drum empty...?

: The oil drum kicked over by the chief prosecutor...

: was brimming with water.

: W-water?
(What does that mean?)

: Still don't get it, Mr. Wright? Do you want to know the reason she knocked it over?

: The REAL reason?

: Aaaa haaaaah! You don't mean...!

: Yes, the suspect knocked over that oil drum for one reason and one reason alone!

: That ties things up quite nicely!

: Then, after the deed was done, she knocked over the oil drum to erase the telltale signs!

: Why, that's a prosecutor's specialty...

: erasing evidence!

:
(That reminds me... Ms. Skye's right hand was hurt...)

: Well...

: I see no reason to prolong this trial.

: M-Mr. Wright! Do something! Please!

: W-what!? What can I do? Your sister has confessed to the crime, and she tried to conceal it!

: B-but...

: Enough.

: There is no need for further debate.

: The verdict, Your Honor!

: Very well...

: But Angel Starr is on the prosecution's side! She could have been lying about the water!

: This court finds the defendant, Ms. Lana Skye...

: Huh...? M-me?

: Did you say that I, Angel Starr...

: was on the prosecution's side?

: W-well, yeah, you are! You're saying my sister hid evidence by erasing the bloody footprints!

: Well.

: I thought you'd had your fill, but here you are, demanding a second helping!

: W-wait... Witness, don't tell me

: you have something else?

: You've reached your verdict, Your Honor!

: Any further comments will be held in contempt of court!

: Your threats don't scare the Cough-up Queen!

: that the white shoe didn't belong to the victim!

: Hmm...

: I see no room for error in this evidence.

: Hey! It's clearly wet!

: Erasing the last trace of doubt from the court's mind.

: Immediately after the murder, the crime scene was washed with water!

: I-I'm sorry, Mr. Wright. I guess I...

: I couldn't help after all.

:
(It's not your fault... I knew I couldn't win this case from the beginning.)

:
(And... it seems this is what your sister wanted anyway!)

:
(I'm sorry, Mia...) ...
Don't be so quick to throw in the towel...
Don't give up... Not until the bitter end.

:
(This is the last piece of evidence...)

: Very well! This time I'd like to declare a verdict for good!

: What is it with you people!? Can't I hand down my verdicts in peace anymore!?

: Whatever it is, can it wait?

: N-no it can't. Then it will be too late!

: So, Wright...

: Are you saying there's a problem with this latest piece of evidence?

: Yeah!
(I'll think later!)

: Yeah, there's a problem!
(Right or wrong, I've got to go ahead with this!)

: I suppose since we've come this far, we should give every claim a fair shake.

: Very well, Mr. Wright.

: The problem in this photograph... is here!

: There's something poking out of
the car's muffler!

: Wait just a moment, Mr. Edgeworth!

: Your Honor?

: You just said

: "
muffler"...

: ...

: A muffler is also a part on a car or motorcycle, Your Honor.

: Just think of it as... part of the exhaust system. A pipe...

: I see! And... I see!

: Hmph! So what if there is something sticking out of the muffler! What does that have to do with this case?

: Nothing! Absolutely nothing!

: Sorry, Ms. Starr... But it's not going to be that easy! In fact, you've already told us why this is important to the case...

: You said as much in your testimony!!!

: Wh-what!?

: Let's hear what Mr. Wright has on his mind!

: Ms. Starr!

: Recall your testimony for the court...

: That's what had me confused in my earlier testimony!

: Could it be that the "muffler" you heard mentioned...

: If so!

: Well... It seems we will have to suspend the proceedings.

: Sus... Suspend!?

: I find myself wondering

: about that piece of cloth. If we leave any question unanswered here we do a disservice to the law!

: Have the car at the crime scene inspected at once, and bring me that cloth! The verdict will wait until after we've seen all the evidence.

: Agreed...?

: ...

: I suppose so.

:
(Whew... that was close. But... we made it...)

:
(at least for now!)

: The court will adjourn for a thirty minute recess!

: It's lunchtime after all!

:
(He's still hungry!?)
Next time: Recess.