"People always desire the perfect win. But no matter what, nothing is perfect, and nothing will be perfect. eing a prosecutor is a very hard job, you sometimes lose for not bringing some decisive evidence to prove the defendant guilty, yet you know the whole truth. Truth isn't only expressed by words and feelings. Sometimes, you need some visual evidence.

Because in the courtroom, all that matters is EVIDENCE.

My name is Miles Edgeworth. And I'm ready to lose everything, just for the truth be found."

Courtroom No. 2

April 10, 2023, 2:44 PM

1st Day

"Mr. Edgeworth," the Judge asked, "What do you think about the trial proceedings as of today?"

"I have no objections, your Honor." Edgeworth answered calmly.

"Any thoughts from the defense?" the Judge questioned the defense.

"Nothing, your Honor," the defense, Ms. Alexa Ayers, answered attentively. "I think we've proven everything here, your Honor, that our defendant, Dr. Fredo Drecina, is free from suspicion from what the prosecution claims he have done."

"Alright. I declare that the defendant is not guilty for the murder Mr. Christian Alden. Furthermore, you are free from all suspicion. You may live freely again, Doctor," happily claimed by the Judge.

"*Wait, is he really not guilty? Why do I see a filthy grin on his face?*" Edgeworth pondered.

"Court dissmised," commanded by the Judge.

Edgeworth lost again another trial. It was a shame for him to see his record stained, seeing that all of the previous trials he prosecuted, he ended it all with a guilty verdict. And like an athlete who lost in a contest, Edgeworth seems like gloomy by just looking at his face. He looked like a grumpy old person who has a constant instant noodle diet. His suit makes him more gloomy, not like the defense attorney who defended today: Ms. Alexa Ayers, wearing a bright orange suit and pants, a pair of small glasses and a delightful smile on her face. She shines like the bright sun, but not literally. As soon she steps on the courtroom, all of the people; the audience; the judge; the defendant; and even the prosecutor has all of their eyes on her, because of her overflowing beauty and unbreakable confidence. Like all of the attorneys, she seeks for the truth, and only but for the truth. But, is this really true: that she only seeks for the truth?

Edgeworth went to his office to review the proceedings of the trial.

"Now where do we start..."

*flashback*

Courtroom No. 2

April 10, 2023, 10:00 AM

1st Day

"Today, we are here for the trial of Dr. Fredo Drecina. He is accused of the murder of Mr. Christian Alden," the Judge introduced. "Is the defense ready?" asked by the Judge.

"Yes, your Honor," answered cheerfully by Ayers.

"How about the prosecution?" asked by the Judge.

"Ready as well, your Honor," Edgeworth answered stiffly.

"Based on the prosecutor's investigation, the murder occured at the hospital, specifically speaking, it happened in the operating room," described by the judge.

"Yes," answered by Edgeworth, "and he intentionally did a mistake in the procedure of operating the victim. Based on the autopsy, the victim's lung passages are cut-off using a scalpel, thus, disallowing him to breathe. The murder exactly happened 4:39 in the afternoon."

"But what exactly is the motive, Mr. Prosecutor?" suddenly questioned by Ayers.

"We will find that later in the witness' testimony, Ms. Ayers," answered confidently by Edgeworth.

"And who is this witness, Mr. Edgeworth?" asked by the judge.

"Witness, please take the stand," commanded calmly by Edgeworth to the witness.

This witness, wearing a blue suit and pants; the one used by the surgeons, also wears a face whose expression cannot be broken down. One glare at him, and you will be scared at the seriousness he always shows. Even his presence will make you cry. He always holds a scalpel, but even he wears an outfit for surgeons, his aura emanates a killer intent. But fear not, he's one of the best surgeons around.

"Witness," called Edgeworth, "please state your name and profession."

"I'm Dr. Garry Ginnow, a surgeon. I work at St. Anne's Hospital."

"How long are you working there?" asked Edgeworth.

"It's 4 years already... I think," Dr. Ginnow pondered.

"How well do you know the victim?" digged Edgeworth.

"We're childhood friends... I think," Dr. Ginnow pondered again.

"Ahem, would you please confirm the certainity of what you are saying?" angrily requested by Edgeworth.

"Yes, I would agree... I think," the Judge pondered

"I would respectfully disagree by your agreement, your Honor, because the statement itself is disagreeable," explained by Edgeworth.

"...Should I say, 'Objection sustained'?" wondered the Judge.

"I even wonder if that is an objection, your Honor," countered Ayers.

"Ahem, let's go back to the trial, shall we?" powerfully commanded by Edgeworth.

"Yes, we should," Ayers agreed, "and maybe this is the time that I can cross-examine the witness."

"Now Dr. Ginnow... What is exactly the motive of our defendant, Dr. Fredo Drecina?"