-Chapter 2-
The New Turnabout Part 2:
First Witness
"I..ah..never went out that night. I was busy with chores late into the evening. I never saw the body until the next morning when the police arrested me. I swear I've never seen that man, I would remember that leather jacket and a tattoo on his head!" Pearl testified.
"Heh heh…quite a dramatic, and desperate testimony," Payne commented.
I hate to agree with him, but he's right. I definitely show an inconsistency in the testimony…now I just got to use the evidence to back it up…and find out why she lied in the first place. This is my first chance, time to show what I can do!
"Alright then, defense you may begin your cross-examination," Judge said.
"Ms. Fey, may you please repeat your last sentence of your testimony?" I requested.
"…" She stayed quiet.
"Please, Ms. Fey. I cannot help you if you won't help me," I pleaded.
"…OK," she submitted. "I would remember that leather jacket and a tattoo on his head."
"OBJECTION!" I yelled.
Man that sounded really cool when I did that!
I looked at the court records. "Ms. Fey, there is an inconsistency in your testimony."
"Huh?" She gasped.
"You said that you would remember the tattoo on the victim's head and in the earlier sentence, you also said you didn't see the victim until this morning, when he was dead." I presented the crime photo to the court. "However, as you can see in the crime photo, the blood from the victim's head would have covered the tattoo!"
"Oh! You're right, Mr. Case!" Judge gasped.
"Heh, heh, heh…" Payne snickered. "Do you realize what you're saying, defense? You are claiming that the accused one lied in order to cover up when she first met the victim. Obviously, when she killed him!"
Ack! He's right…no, wait!
"Y-You can't prove that Ms. Fey first met the victim at the time of his death!" I argued. "Ms. Fey, please revise your testimony to explain."
"I…I'm not guilty….I didn't kill him!" She whimpered.
Uh-Oh, there's no way she can trust me now, that I turned her testimony against her!
"Witness, you will revise your testimony to explain!" Judge ordered.
"But…I!" She gasped.
If she revises her testimony like this, she will just lie again! There must be a way to calm her down and get her to trust me…but, how can I do that if I hardly know her!?
…Wait…what if did that? Maybe it could work in a situation like this!
"Ms. Fey." I spoke. "If it is alright, may I say something, before you revise your testimony?"
"…Yes," she said.
"Thank you, Ms. Fey," I nodded.
Okay! It's time to focus. It's time to find out what kind of person Ms. Pearl Fey truly is!
A person I respected very much once told me something…that my greatest power was both my compassion and sight of understanding. I didn't understand what they meant at first, because I was always terrible at reading people. But, I began to try and view it from a different perspective. A way of understanding others, using all of my skills, and way to decipher it clearly…I call it Soul Puzzle!
It is a way for me to 'see' the soul, the feelings, of others, and decipher them clearly. If I could do this with Ms. Fey, perhaps I could reach out to her. I represented the person's 'soul' as a heart, which I saw in Ms. Fey. However, this soul was completely black, representing that I have no clue of what she was like, but my innate ability of compassion could sense…pieces, of this soul, that could come together.
I'll use the first sentence of her testimony as reference ('I never went out that night') on one heart, and the sentence ('I was busy with chores late into the evening') on the other heart. I believe there is truth in these two sentences…now, I have to find personality traits that link up to these sentences, using the evidence I have in my court record!
Hmmm…the first sentence…I understand what this means, but I don't think any evidence in the court record will support, so instead, I will use Ms. Fey's Personal Evidence! Personal Evidence is what I classified as evidence on the person's being, just by looking at them, so I looked at her clothing.
Her sleeves are long, and it would seem she has multiple layers. That could only point to one personality trait…shyness!
As I thought up of this, the first heart piece clicked into place in the empty soul.
"Yes! That has to be correct! Now, for the other half…I don't see any Personal Evidence that could tie in with this…so, I'll try using court evidence instead!
I looked into my court record, and found an interesting description about one of the items.
If this is correct, then this points to a sign of …caring!
The other heart piece fit into the other half of the soul, completing it into a full heart. My focus returned once more, and I was back in the courtroom.
"Ms. Fey, I can tell what kind of person you are, after reviewing your evidence," I said.
"Wh…What do you mean?" She asked.
"You were very nervous when we started the trial at the beginning, and the cloths you wear cover most of your body. This point toward great shyness in your personality," I explained. "I'm not surprised really, being in a courtroom filled with people you don't know, prosecuted for murder, with a lawyer you never asked for representing you."
She remained silent, but listened closely to what I'm saying.
"But, I also discerned something else." I took out the broken mitamah stone.
"Th-That's!" She gasped.
"This mitamah stone, though broken now, has a faded color, yet a still distinct shine." I pointed out. "Obviously it is old, but well cared for."
"My cousin, Mystic Maya, gave it to me…but…" She looked down at the identical one, hanging around her neck.
"An important item from an important person…well cared for, now broken." I sighed. "Ms. Fey, I believe that this evidence points to you having a very caring nature."
"Mr. Case, what is the point of all this?" Judge asked.
"He's obviously spouting useless nonsense, Your Honor," Prosecutor Payne sighed. "I've seen it before. Every first-time lawyer does it."
"My point is that I do not believe these characteristics are one of a killer!" I slammed my fist on the desk, which made Payne jumped a bit. "Ms. Fey! I believe in your innocence from these aspects of yourself alone!"
"You...truly believe that?" She asked hesitantly.
"I do." I nodded. "So please...Ms. Fey! Let me help you, and prove to everybody else that you are the kind person I believe you are!"
"..." She was silent for a moment, but then, she smiled. "Okay. I'll believe in you, Mr. Case."
Yes! I got her to open up to me! Now maybe we can turn this trial around!
"Pearl Fey...please give your testimony!" I declared.
"I did see Darren Max yesterday. He arrived in town suddenly, and, rather loudly. I was outside at the time and he began tormenting me. So I ran away, as far as I could get from him, and back into my house. I never even touched him." Pearl explained.
"I see...that seems pretty solid." I nodded.
"Indeed, but please speak the truth next time, Ms. Fey." Judge nodded. "If the defendant is satisfied with the testimony then "
"OBJECTION!"
I recoiled slightly at Payne's outburst. "Huh!?"
"Heh heh heh..." Payne smirked. "Ms. Fey, you say you didn't touch the victim once?"
Something's funny here...what's he planning?
"Y Yes, it's true." Penny nodded.
"Then, would you kindly explain this?" Payne produced a familiar jacket to the court.
"Is that...the victim's jacket?" Judge asked.
"Indeed, Your Honor. I had the police do a test of it." Payne smiled. "And two handprints were found on it...handprints that matched those of Ms. Fey!"
"Wh What!?" I yelled.
"Ah!" Pearl gasped.
"Judging from this, it is obvious how the crime occurred." Payne continued. "Late at night, while the victim was intoxicated, you snuck up on him from behind and forcefully pushed him, his weakened state causing him to fall forward and smash his head on the rock!"
H He was keeping that evidence to himself this whole time!?
"Oh my! That certainly does provide an explanation!" Judge gaped. "Accused? What is your response?"
"I...But...I didn't...!" Pearl breathed.
Ms. Fey is been put on the spot...I have to help her!
"Your Honor, I would like to cross-examine the witness!" I requested.
"Hmm...I suppose this new information has had to make you rethink, Mr. Case?" Judge said.
Unfortunately, yes.
"Very well. You may cross-examine the witness." He complied.
I don't believe Pearl would lie to me... So now, I have to find a way she would have touched Darren Max that morning... I listened as she repeated herself...Wait!
"HOLD IT!" I shouted. "Ms. Fey, what do you mean when you say Darren Max began tormenting you?"
"W Well, he was shouting about being in a 'dump of a town', and threw his jacket on the floor in anger..." She said.
Sounds like a horrible guy...no wonder she didn't want to talk about him.
"He then turned to me and yelled at me to pick it up...so I did, as fast as I could, then I ran!" Pearl whimpered.
"...Wait, you say you picked up his jacket to give it back to him?" I echoed.
"Y Yes." She nodded.
"Your Honor! This proves that Pearl Fey only touched the victim's jacket! Not the victim himself!" I exclaimed.
"That does seem to make sense." Judge nodded.
"Maybe so..." Payne nodded.
What? Why is he so calm?
"Newbie, you should check the autopsy report before rushing to a hasty defense." Payne said.
"The autopsy report?" I opened it up and checked it. "Concussion...blunts trauma to the head...intoxication...and, an injury to the left shin?"
"Yes. That injury presents the true way the accused killed the victim. She tripped him up, causing him to fall to his demise." Payne chuckled.
"Huuuuuuh!?" I cried.
How could I have missed that!?
"Well, that also seems like a possibility." Judge agreed.
"P Prosecutor Payne! Why didn't you mention this in your overview of the autopsy report!?" I accused.
"Oh? Is it not a lawyer's job to actually READ the autopsy report? Or did they fail to teach you that? Or perhaps, you got kicked out of lawyer school altogether?" He responded.
"Ugh...!" I flinched. "No need to go that far..."
"It's true that the lawyer should read it." Judge took sides.
"H Hold on, then! If you knew that, then that means you presenting the possibility of the victim being pushed was just a huge waste of time!" I argued.
"'A waste of time'? I was merely presenting one of many possibilities. Is that not what you defense attorneys do all the time?" Payne rebutted.
There's no mistake now...he's just out to make me look like an idiot novice!
"I don't think we can get any more reliable information out of the accused." Payne said.
"I think so. You are free to step down, Ms. Fey." Judge affirmed.
"O...Okay..." Pearl sighed.
Poor Pearl...don't worry! We're not done yet!
"I would like to call my next witness." Payne went on. "He was the man who first discovered the victim's body, and made the call to the police."
I watched as a...strange, figure, approached the stand. He was a tall, lanky man, with bright red rosy cheeks and bulging, shiny blue eyes, and a sickeningly sweet smile, that had two lollipop sticks coming out of it. He wore a white apron which said 'Luvely Candy' in bubble writing on it, over a frilly white shirt and slacks, with white gloves, as he held a heart shaped box of chocolates underneath his right arm.
"Witness, your name and occupation, please." Payne requested.
"Why, hell O everybody! I must admit, I've never been in a courtroom before!" He positively beamed. "My name is Valen Luv, proud owner of Luvely Candy, the travelling, dazzling, candy store!"
Wh What's wrong with this guy!?
I couldn't stop thinking about it.
"I do hope you don't mind, but I brought some of my posters to share with you all today! Here you go!" He then began chucking posters like shuriken stars at everybody present!
"Ow!" I cried as one of the posters hit me in the face.
What the heck is this thing?
I picked up the poster and looked at it. It was completely filed with overbearing bright colors in a mix of opening times and types of candy.
Ugh, no thanks.
"Oh my, a candy store owner? I thought such fancies did not exist in Kurain Village!" Judge exclaimed.
"Oh my dear Judge! That is e XActly why I came to Kurain!" Mr. Luv grinned. "I couldn't stand the thought of anywhere not having candy! So I decided to drop down for a couple of days and share my delicious sweets with everybody! But I never thought I would be caught up in a murder!"
Your delivery is already giving me rotten teeth.
"Please give your testimony as to what you saw this morning." Payne requested.
"Well, I opened my shop at 8 on the dot, ready to serve as usual. I pride myself in my spot-on timing you see. But to my horror, I saw a body of that man from yesterday lying in the path, and I called the police straightaway! I then inspected the body, and found that young woman's mitamah stone right next to the body! And to think he only arrived yesterday, yet killed that same night, such horror!" He said.
Ugh...that seemed pretty airtight. All I can do is try to press him.
"Defense, you may cross-examine the witness." I nodded to the judge and listened to his testimony again.
There must be something in it that shows Pearl couldn't have done it...
"HOLD IT!"
"You found Ms. Fey's mitamah stone near the body, so you automatically assumed that she was the culprit?" I questioned his second to last statement. "Isn't that a bit presumptuous?"
"Unfortunately Mr. Defense, which was the only conclusion I could come to!" Mr. Luv sighed. "You see, though I had only been in Kurain Village for a short time, I learned that only spirit mediums can wear such trinkets. And at the time of the event, Ms. Fey was the only bona fide spirit medium in the place."
A hard piece of evidence that can only belong to one person? That's really not good for Pearl...
I shuddered as I thought about it.
His alibi definitely seems to hold up at this morning...but what if I can get him to admit to something at a different time?...Maybe I could use that last sentence!
"HOLD IT!" I shouted. "So you saw the victim during the day, yesterday? What were you doing?"
"Oh, I'm ashamed to admit it, but nothing much." Mr. Luv shrugged.
"Elaborate on 'nothing much'." I urged.
"Why, I was standing in my shop all day! But business was painfully slow." He sighed. "I only had one customer the entire day!"
"Who was that?" I went on.
"Oh my, should I say...?" He giggled. "The accused, Ms. Fey!"
"Ms. Fey, is this true?" I asked her.
"Y Yes...after that Darren had stormed off to play his music, I went to Mr. Luv's shop to get some candy and calm my nerves." She admitted, before getting a goofy smile on her face. "We've never had such luxuries in the village before! I had a double scoop chocolate ice cream with rainbow sprinkles and marshmallows!"
That's oddly specific, and a bit much...but I admit it sounds delicious.
I sweated as I thought up the ice cream of that exact description stated by Ms. Fey.
"Defense? Do you wish for this to be added to the witness' testimony?" Judge asked.
Hm...Is that fact truly important...?
I thought for a moment, looking through the court records, and then realized something.
"Yes! It's important Your Honor! And I request that it be repeated!" I demanded.
"Very well. Witness?" Judge requested.
"Why of course." He smiled. "I only served one customer that day; Ms. Fey!"
"OBJECTION!"
"Mr. Luv, I'm a bit surprised that you would keep a sale from us." I smirked.
"Hm? I do not know what you mean." Mr. Luv feigned ignorance.
"I think you do. You DID sell a piece of candy to another customer, yesterday!" I said.
"Hm? Can you back up that claim, defense?" Judge asked.
"I can, Your Honor." I nodded, pulling out a photo. "If I may direct your attention to the crime photo."
"...What are we supposed to be looking at, Mr. Case?" Judge asked.
"This, right next to the victim's leg." I pointed.
"Why, that's...a sweet wrapper!" Judge gasped.
"Exactly!" I nodded. "Mr. Luv, you say you only sold Pearl Fey an ice cream that day, but the fact that a sweet wrapper is in this photo, and that you are the only sweet shop in town..." I pointed at him. "Proves that you served another customer other than Pearl Fey yesterday!"
"Urk!" He noticeably gasped.
"OBJECTION!"
"Wh What on earth does that have to do with the current case of murder?" Payne asked.
"Nothing...yet." I spoke. "However, the fact that that sweet wrapper exists there means...that whoever left it could be the real killer!"
"Whaaaat!?" Payne cried.
The gallery began chattering amongst themselves, causing the Judge to bash his gavel. "This presents a new possibility in this case! Witness, explain yourself!"
"Oooh..." Mr. Luv groaned. "...Fine, I didn't want to admit, it would be bad for my business, but...I served Mr. Max himself."
"What? You sold candy to the victim?" I gasped.
"Gravely so." He sighed. "Selling my delectable treats to a man like that practically sickened me. But, as I said, business was slow. I doubt many people would buy my treats knowing I sold them to a not so hot man in town."
Hmm...is that the true reason, Mr. Luv?
"Witness, you will present your testimony on selling to the victim." Judge declared.
"It was around 10:50 when that horrible man approached my sweet shop. He banged a hand against the table and roughly demanded a coffee chocolate. It was no doubt to ease his drunken state which he was currently in at the time. After he left, I hurriedly shut up shop, near closing time." He testified.
"So you sold the sweet to him late at night?" I pondered.
"Indeed. It appeared that he was drunk then. A shame, really, for Kurain doesn't even have any bars! Probably took a swig from his bottle." Mr. Luv shook his head disapprovingly.
Kurain has no bars? How did he get drunk, then?
"Defense, you may cross-examine the witness." Judge approved.
You say that, Your Honor, but...what am I supposed to gleam from this?
I looked through the evidence again. Nothing here seems to contradict his statements...huh?
I then looked at the poster he threw at me...
This is !
"Mr. Luv! Repeat your last sentence!" I requested.
"Very well." He smiled. "After he left, I quickly closed shop, near the specific time, of course."
"OBJECTION!"
"You say that you closed shop near your allotted closing time?" I asked.
"Yeeeees?" He grinned.
"And you yourself earlier said that, 'you pride yourself in your spot-on timing'?" I pressed.
"..." He seemed to have fallen silent.
"Thought so." I smiled. "In that case, you're lying!" I presented the poster. "Your poster states that your closing time on Thursdays is 11:30 PM, when you said that you sold your sweet to Darren Max at 10:50, and then closed immediately after!"
"What on earth are you getting at, beginner?" Payne grumbled.
"I also fail to see your reasoning behind such an explanation, Mr. Case." Judge agreed.
"In that case, please remember the victim's autopsy report." I took out the evidence. "It estimates that Mr. Max died at around 11:30 PM."
I slammed my fist onto the desk. "If Mr. Luv kept his business open until the proper closing time, as the good businessman he claims to be..." I pointed at him. "Then he would have seen the murder first hand!"
"Aghagh!" He cried, biting his lollipop sticks so hard they bent. "I I just told you, didn't I!? I closed up shop early because that Darren character scared me!"
I shook my head. "Didn't you say you closed 'near the specific time'?"
"St Stop twisting my words!" He gasped.
"S Silly beginner! it was simply a misspeak!" Payne insisted.
Nice try, Payne, but I'm not giving up that easily.
"That's...that's...!" I waited for some kind of intense reaction from Mr. Luv...but he simply smiled again. "That's quite a joke you played there."
"Huh?" I gasped. "What are you talking about?"
"You say that as a good businessman, I would keep my shop open until the proper time. But don't you think, as a human being, I would rightfully close up shop after just being threatened?" He grinned.
"...What are you saying?" I asked.
"You don't know?" Payne seemed to have regained his composure also. "Defense, you merely claim that Mr. Luv would keep his shop open until that time, basing your evidence on him being a 'businessman'." He snickered. "Your theory is just that! And nothing more!"
"B But...!" I panicked.
Oh no...he's right! I accused him using nothing more than a scheduled closing time! How could I have run into that so blindly!?
"The prosecution makes a valid point." Judge nodded. "Defense, can you provide evidence to explain a reason why Mr. Luv would keep his store open, other than speculation?"
"I...I..." I slumped forward. "I can't...Your Honor."
"Oh my! How EM barrassing!" Mr. Luv giggled. "That's a big shame on your part, Mr. Defense."
"Heh heh heh...indeed." Payne chuckled. "Truly he is nothing more than a lawyer school drop out, winding up on the stand by some unforeseen circumstances."
I...I was just trying to find a way to involve him with this somehow! Did I really mess up so badly?
"If you think you can prove something, Mr. Defense, then I shall gladly give another testimony." Mr. Luv offered.
"I think Mr. Case may need it." Judge agreed. "Witness, your testimony, please."
"I did serve Ms. Fey and Mr. Max that day, her in the day, him late at night. Because of his rowdy behavior, I closed up shop as soon as he left out of fear. The next morning, I discovered his body, with all the evidence lying beside him pointing to the culprit; Ms. Fey!"
Did...Did I really spot any lies in there? I'm already treading on thin ice, if I try making bizarre claims again then...Ms. Fey will...
"Defense, you may cross-examine the witness." Judge approved.
No...I really can't accuse him of anything right now...so I'll just have to press harder!
"HOLD IT!"
"What 'evidence' did you find that points to Ms. Fey being the culprit?" I asked.
"Why, the broken mitamah stone, lying in plain sight! Or have you forgotten about it already?" Mr. Luv chattered.
"Obviously, it is the main point of focus in Ms. Fey's guilt." Payne nodded.
They're still fixated on that...Is there any way I can get more information on that...? But...what if I end up just being wrong again? I can't do anything rashly! But then...what do I do?
"Um, excuse me..."
I looked up to see Pearl at the stand. "Ms. Fey?"
"I'm sorry but...it's just that you keep talking about that mitamah, but..." She held up the mitamah around her neck. "This is my mitamah stone, here."
"That's your mitamah stone?" I clarified.
"Yes. Like I said...my cousin gave it to me, so I would never let it out of my sight." She nodded.
"Then, what is this?" I asked, showing the broken mitamah stone.
"I don't know...but I know it's not mine, I wouldn't let it get..." She trembled just looking at it.
"Hmph, I don't believe such a sob story upholds in a court of law." Payne huffed.
"What did you say, prosecutor?" I asked sternly.
"The girl obviously just wore another mitamah after losing that one, to try and cover her up. Very poorly, I might add." Payne said.
"N No! I would never! Not to it..." She said.
Ms. Fey says that...but this mitamah has her fingerprints on it...is there a way to explain this?
"Ms. Fey, did you ever take off your mitamah at any point yesterday?" I asked.
"Yesterday...Oh! I took it off when I ate that ice cream!" She remembered. "I didn't want it to get sticky, so I left it on Mr. Luv's counter while I ate it."
"Mr. Luv? Is this true?" I asked.
"Yes, she did leave her 'precious' mitamah on the counter." He said. "But I returned it to her as soon as she was finished."
So Pearl did take off her mitamah at one point...could anything have happened then?
"Defense, what is your reasoning behind this questioning?" Judge asked.
"From Ms. Fey's explanation, it seems that we have two mitamah stones that are both claimed to be Ms. Fey's real, original belonging." I explained, before twisting my cowslip in thought. "But obviously, that's not the case...so what if..." I thought hard for a second.
"Yes, defense?" Judge urged.
"What if...one of them is a fake?" I suggested. "When Ms. Fey left her mitamah on the counter, it could have been copied somehow."
"Copied? That seems like a stretch, don't you think, little beginner?" Payne tutted.
"And on MY counter no less!?" Mr. Luv huffed, offended. "It's as if you think I had something to do with it! Impossible!"
...A way to make a fake mitamah...does such a way exist?
I pondered for a moment, and then looked over the court record evidence. "...Mr. Luv. Would you care to add that statement to your testimony?"
"Hm? I really don't see the point." He replied.
"Add it, and repeat it back to me." I requested
"I don't understand what you're getting at, Mr. Case, but witness, if you could add that to your testimony please."
"Oh...why not." Mr. Luv grinned. "You think I would have made a fake mitamah? Impossible!"
"OBJECTION!"
I slammed my fist on the desk. "That's just the thing, Mr. Luv...you DO have a way to make a fake mitamah!"
"...What on earth are you saying now?" He asked.
"I just had a look at your menu." I pulled up his poster again. "One of your candies on sale is called a 'Mitamah Candy', and it looks surprisingly familiar, don't you agree?"
"H Huh?" His smile wavered for a second. "That's ridiculous, Mr. Defense, are you suggesting what I think you are?"
"Let's put it to the test, shall we?" I threatened. "Ms. Fey, this may sound like an odd request, but...could you lick your mitamah for me?"
"Lick it? I, suppose so." She tentatively held the charm up and licked it. "...Oh! It...It tastes sweet!"
"Gah!" Mr. Luv gasped.
I nodded. "I thought so. Ms. Fey, when you put your mitamah on that counter, it was swapped out for a fake! A Mitamah Candy!"
"What!?" She gasped. "But then...that means...!"
"I'm afraid so, Ms. Fey." I presented the broken mitamah. "This is in fact, your real mitamah stone."
"No...Mystic Maya' tone...sh she gave it to me before she went away...and I promised to take care of it...!" Pearl sobbed.
"Wh Who cares if it's a fake! That evidence was still found near the body!" Payne sweated.
"OBJECTION!"
I shook my head. "But Ms. Fey believed that the fake she wore was the real deal, which leaves the question; How did the real mitamah stone get there?" I couldn't help but smile slightly. "Mr. Luv? Perhaps you could explain?"
"Ugh!" He grunted.
"After all, the switch seemed to have been made at your shop, with a candy you make." I insisted.
"Oooooooh..." He groaned.
"Mr. Case, you seem to know what you're talking about. Care to enlighten us?" Judge asked.
"If the witness won't answer, then yes, Your Honor. The mitamah was replaced with a fake because..." I thought for a moment before answering. "..The real one was stolen! Other than Valen Luv!"
"Aaaargh!" He jumped in surprise, making sweets and posters fly everywhere.
I slammed my fist onto the desk. "Mr. Luv! You made a candy mitamah to fool Ms. Fey, so that you could steal the real mitamah, and Ms. Fey has been wearing this fake mitamah ever since! Which means..." I pointed at him. "You had the most important piece of evidence in this case since the murder!"
"Aaaaaaargh!" He jumped again.
"Wh Whaaaaaaaat!?" Payne cried, sending the gallery into an uproar.
The judge banged his gavel three times. "Order! Order! Is this true, witness?"
"Y You can't prove that! Only Pearl Fey's fingerprints are on that mitamah!" He accused.
I smiled. "But aren't you wearing gloves?"
"Gah!" He gasped again.
This is it! I've overthrown the main piece of evidence linking Ms. Fey to the crime! Now all I have to do is prove who the real culprit is! Get ready, Mr. Luv! I'm gunning for you now!
Court Record
Darren Max's Autopsy Report: Died from blunt head trauma at around 11:30 PM. was intoxicated at time of death. Injury to the left shin.
Crime Photo: Shows Darren Max, a bloody rock, a broken mitamah stone, and a sweet wrapper.
Broken Mitamah: A broken, well cared for mitamah stone. Has Pearl Fey's fingerprint on it.
Max's Jacket: The victim's jacket. Has one set of Pearl Fey's fingerprints on it.
Luvely Candy Poster: A poster detailing Luvely Candy's opening times and candies on sale.
Profile
Eren Case-Age: 20, Gender: Male. Nothing new. I already explained it in the opening.
Pearl Fey-Age: 18, Gender: Female. My first client. She is accused of murder in a village called Kurain. She seems to want someone else to be her lawyer. I am almost proving her to be not the one who did it! Hang in there, Ms. Fey!
Prosecutor Payne-Age: 56, Gender: Male. The prosecution for this case. He seems to be very harsh man (which I don't like about him), but other than that, nothing is much known. Found out that he is 56 years old
Valen Luv-Age: 31, Gender: Male. Owner of the Luvly Candy, traveling candy store. Witness of this case, and claim to saw my client murdering the victim (which is a lie, definitely).
Hello, AA fanfic readers! Here is an update for Ace Attorney Next Generation, with part 2 for the first case of the story, New Turnabout.
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