A/N: I don't know if I've said it before, but this story is going to contain spoilers for all of the games. This chapter, for example, is going to have heavy spoilers for DD, and there will be more from now on, so...You've been warned.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!" Athena flinched.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!" The woman flinched and threw the gun up in the air, but then catched it and pointed it again. "Now you're under arrest for invasion of the precinct and trying to disarm an officer of the law!"

"What!?" Athena yelled. "We didn't do anything! I'm just a lawyer! Look at my badge!"

"That proves nothing! You could be a phony! Do you want me to add impersonation to the charges!?" Why everybody thinks that I'm a phony today!?

"Take it easy, Scarlett." Another woman said. She had brown eyes and black hair, and was wearing a brown skirt, a light blue dress shirt, a dark blue tie and glasses.

"But what if they are dangerous criminals, Ms. Byrde?"

"We're not, I swear!" Athena shouted.

"You're playing with fire!"

"That's not how detectives are supposed to behave." Byrde said. "Calm down, Scarlett."

"Yeah. Calm down, Scarlett!" Athena yelled.

"It's Detective Dycatt for you, rascal!"

"Scarlett, put away that gun, please." Byrde said.

"Not until someone frisks them!"

"Put it away at once, pal!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaack!" Dycatt flinched, stepped back and fell backwards. "For a moment there I thought you were the chief."

"Well, now that you are calm, you should go back to your work. I'll attend the visitors."

"What work? You've put that jerk in charge of the investigation."

"He's not that bad..."

"He called me clumsy feet!"

"What the heck just happened!?" Widget beeped.

"Sorry about this." Byrde replied. "Things here have been a bit crazy since last month."

"What happened last month?" Pearl asked.

"One of the detectives was found to be an international spy in disguise." Byrde explained. " It was in all the news. Didn't you know it?"

"Yes, I know about it." Athena said. I know too well about it.

"How do I know what's real and what's fake anymore?" Dycatt muttered.

"Well, thinking that everybody is a dangerous criminal is not the way to go." Byrde said.

"But even the chief has been arrested!"

"But he's innocent!"

"How can you tell!? How do you know even that he's the real chief and not someone impersonating him?" It seems that case hit them hard. I guess it's just natural.

"Now that you're talking about Chief Scruffy, we're defending him." Athena said.

"Really!? Thank you very much, pal!" Byrde said. "It's my fault that he got arrested."

"What? What did you do?"

"I guess I should start introducing myself. I'm Maggey Byrde, his secretary, and my life has been a string of disasters. When I was 6 months old, I fell from the 9th floor of my apartment building, I've been hit by all sorts of vehicles, gotten sick from all sorts of foods, failed at almost every test I've ever taken, experienced almost every kind of disaster, and never won or even tied at a game of tic-tac-toe. That's why they called me 'Goddess of misfortune'. And my bad luck also latches onto the people around me."

"So you think that's your bad luck what got the chief into trouble?"

"Yes, pal!" Blaming herself, huh? This girl is more suspicious by the minute.

A phone started ringing."Oh, excuse me." Maggey said and picked it up. "Criminal Affairs Department...Yes, sir...We'll take care of it, sir." He put it down and turned to Dycatt. "There's a bank robbery at Burglar Street. Would you handle it?"

"Count on it!" Dycatt said, running and tripping on her way out.

"Well, I guess you're here to talk about the case."

"Yeah. But before that, something's been bothering me." Athena said. "What are those strange creatures in posters all over the walls?"

"They're kind of cute." Widget chirped.

"I know the one in the big poster behind the chief's desk!" Pearl said. " He's the Blue Badger, the mascot of the police force. He fights the Bad Badger along with the Pink Badger and the Proto-Badger."

"That was years ago, pal." Maggey said. "Now the Bad Badger is more like a rival, because the true enemy is the Evil Badger. In order to defeat him, the Blue Badger must train with the Wise Badger and needs the help of the Pretty Badger, his new girlfriend." She pointed to three posters in the wall. In one of them there was a red 'badger' holding a trident, the second one pictured a blue 'badger' with a long beard and holding a crook, and on the other there was a pink one wearing lipstick and high heels. "And that's just where they are in the TV show, because in the comic books..."

"No spoilers, please." Widget chirped.

"Back to the point, what do you know about the case?" Athena asked.

"Well, the victim called here this morning."

"And asked for someone to arrest a suspect? That's what Chief Scruffy told us."

"More or less. Actually, it was a voice message. You can hear it yourself if you want. "

"Please."

Maggey pressed a few buttons on the phone and a feminine voice started speaking. "Hello. I know this sound weird but...I think I just ticketed that man we were talking about the other day. The guy ran a light. Can you come here and lend me a hand? I'm at Wonder Street, near the building lot for the new department store."

Voice message added to the court record.

("Hello. I know this sound weird but...I think I just ticketed that man we were talking about the other day. The guy ran a light. Can you come here and lend me a hand? I'm at Wonder Street, near the building lot for the new department store.")

"That's a pretty weird message. Did the victim work here or something?"

"No, actually. The victim was Amber Redgreen, a traffic guard. But he was over here a few days ago."

"What brings a traffic guard to the Criminal Affairs Department?"

"We're collaborating with the Traffic Department. A lot of criminals are caught for breaking traffic laws when they're trying to escape. Officer Redgreen came to gather information about wanted suspects in search and seizure. I guess she was talking about one of them."

"You guess?"

"Yeah. I wasn't here when she came. She only talked to the detectives."

"And not with the chief?"

"He wasn't here either. We were in a meeting."

"So you don't know who she was talking about?"

"No, I'm sorry. After the call, he ran out of here and straight to the crime scene."

"Is that normal for a chief?"

"Well...No. But he sometimes misses working in investigations and go to check crime scenes to remember the old times. I sent another detective after him to ensure his security."

"And you don't know what actually happened there?"

"Everything happened just this morning and the information is still not very clear. But you can go and check the crime scene if you need more information. It's the building lot for the Godly Tailor department store, at Wonder Street, not too far away from here."

"Thanks. I think that's where we're going next."

January 14, 3:31 PM

Wonder Street

At the end of the street there was a big metallic fence, and behind it, a building under construction. Next to it, there was a red car. A fat man with short brown hair and green eyes and wearing a police uniform was leaning on it and eating donuts.

"Is that building the future Godly Tailor Department Store?" Athena asked.

"I don't know. We should ask that officer." Pearl said. "Excuse me, Mr. Officer, Is this building Godly Tailor."

"Detective, actually." The man replied. "Detective Douglas Gusler, at that. And you're correct, this is Godly Tailor. But civilians aren't allowed at the moment."

"Is it because of the murder?"

"How do you know?"

"We're Chief Scruffy's lawyers. Are you the detective in charge of the investigation?"

"No. That jerk is in charge."

"And do you know something about the case."

"Who doesn't? This case has been such a pain in the neck."

Wait. Just now...Was that discord? If I focus and with the help of Widget, I should be able to find a contradictory emotion.

Who doesn't? This case has been such a pain in the neck. (Green:3 ;Red:3; Blue:3)

"GOT IT!" Athena shouted.

"Where did that come from all of a sudden?" Gusler asked.

"Why are you feeling joy when talking about how this case is a pain?"

"W-what?" Gusler flinched. "How can you tell!?"

"The voice of your heart."

"Huh...whatever. It might be because we've finally caught Butcher."

"Who?"

"Snakey Butcher. The guy that Officer Redgreen ticketed. An assassin for hire. Well, actually he does whatever he gets paid for, but murders is what he's known for. He has killed over a hundred persons."

"That guy sounds dangerous."

"He's one of the most dangerous persons you could find. Some assassins have values and some sort of morals. He doesn't. There's no line for that guy. He'd set a kindergarten on fire if you paid him for it, and he wouldn't even ask why."

"T-that's horrible." Pearl said.

"That's why we talk Officer Redgreen about him, even if he's not in search and seizure."

"What!?" Athena shouted. "How can a man like that not be in search and seizure!?"

"Because his identity is a mystery." Gusler replied. "Well, actually, it's not that much of a mystery. There's a man that always happens to be near where Butcher's crimes occur. But we've never been able to do anything against him because he never leaves a clue. Until now."

"Until know?"

"Yeah. Thanks to Officer Redgreen, we could finally arrest him. I did it myself."

"He left a clue this time?"

"Yeah, in this very car."

"What!?"

"He used this car to get away of his last crime. He killed a businessman by the name of Case Close in his office three blocks from here. I and Detective Dycatt were investigating it this morning. We came here after hearing about the chief's arrest and Butcher was here in his car. That was when we learnt that Officer Redgreen had stopped him here and ticketed him. The ticket is still on the car."

"Oh. Can we see it?"

"Why not?"

Traffic Ticket added to the Court Record.

(For: Not respecting traffic lights. Money to pay: 200$. Time: 7:35 AM. Date: January 14th.)

"We registered the car and we found the weapon used to kill Close in the trunk. It was a candlestick with his blood on it. We finally could catch him."

Candlestick added to the Court Record.

(Snakey Butcher killed Case Close with it. It was found in his car.)

"So that's what you're happy about."

"Yeah. I've been in charge of this case for a long time and now I finally can relax and eat my donuts."

"Aren't there lot of cases to work on?"

"There are also lots of donuts to eat."

"No wonder why the police force has such a bad reputation." Widget chirped.

Gusler pulled out a tape recorder. "Note for the future: Lawyers are mean and insensitive."

"Hey! I didn't..."

"Don't try to deny it now." He pulled out another tape recorder and pressed a few buttons. Then, it emit Widget's voice:

"No wonder why the police force has such a bad reputation."

"You were recording our conversation!?"

"You never know when you'll need to prove something."

"Isn't that illegal!?"

"Not if I don't tell anyone about it."

"Whatever. Can we enter the crime scene?"

"It's a free country. Do what you want. I'm just here eating donuts."

"Huh...OK. Vamos, Pearly!"

January 14, 3:45 PM

Godly Tailor Building Lot – Zone B

When Athena and Pearl got near the building, a young man stood in their way. He had gray eyes and scruffy blond hair. He was wearing black boots, gray pants, a black closed trenchcoat with a police badge on the lapel and a brown deerstalker cap.

"Kids aren't allowed." He said.

"I'm not a kid!" Athena snapped. "I'm a lawyer!"

"Those two events aren't mutually exclusive these days." He shrugged. "Lawyer kids aren't allowed either."

"How old do we need to be to check the crime scene?"

"How old are you?"

"18."

"19 or above."

"Jerk." Widget beeped.

"Did that toy just talk?"

"Widget is not a toy!"

"You gave it a name!?" He burst out laughing. "Man, that's childish even for a high schooler!"

"I'm not a high schooler!"

"Oh, excuse me. Middle school, then? Heck, you're really grown up for your age." That's it. Someone is calling for a knuckle sandwich.

"Athena, remember what Mr. Nick said?" Pearl said.

"Oh. Right. Sorry." This is going to be hard.

"Pay attention to your babysitter, lawyer kid. Getting in trouble with adults is not a good idea. Very hard.

"You aren't behaving like an adult at all."

"I'm an adult, lawyer kid. I'm 20 years old."

"What!?" Athena shouted. "That's just two years older than me!"

"I know what you're thinking." You're a huge hypocrite! "'You're 20 years old and you're already a detective? That's awesome! You're right. I'm Barney Copper, the prodigy detective everybody talks about." He hit his chest proudly. You're that jerk everybody talks about.

"So you're the detective in charge of the investigation?"

"Yep."

"And you're not going to let us investigate?"

"Nop."

"That's not very nice." Pearl said.

"Wait. You mean...that because I'm a prodigy, it's my duty to teach the future generations everything I know. What? Then take a seat. I'll show you how adults investigate!" I don't know if he's serious about this or is still making fun of me, but in any case, is my opportunity to look around here. Detective Copper pulled out a small notebook and started to turn pages. "The case is pretty easy. The head detective of criminal affairs killed a traffic guard right here this morning."

"How can you suspect your superior!?"

"Hey, I like the Big Shot, but the first rule is not to get emotionally involved."

"But emotions are what make us human!"

"That's not technically true. Besides, emotions can bias and confuse us. I guess that kids don't understand the importance of a cool head. We have evidence, a witness... And when they arrested him, he was covered in blood. What I'm supposed to think?"

"What!?"

Court record:

Profiles:

Pearl Fey (Female; 17): An old friend of Mr. Wright. Ask later why he hanged out with little kids.

Ema Skye (Female; 26): A self-proclaimed scientific detective. Apparently she knows Apollo and Mr. Wright.

Scruffy (Male; 40): The defendant and head of the Criminal Affairs Department. He's also an old friend of Mr. Wright. Ask later why he knows so many important people.

Maggey Byrde (Female; 31): Chief Scruffy's secretary. She's a very unlucky person. Or so she says.

Scarlett Dycatt (Female; 25): One of the detectives in Criminal Affairs. She's a bit paranoid.

Amber Redgreen (Female; 28): The victim. A traffic guard.

Douglas Gusler (Male; 30): One of the detectives in Criminal Affairs. He loves donuts.

Snakey Butcher (Male; ?): An assasin for hire. He killed Case Close the day of the crime.

Evidence:

Attorney's badge: Nobody believes that I'm a lawyer unless I show them this.

Voice message: "Hello. I know this sound weird but...I think I just ticketed that man we were talking about the other day. The guy ran a light. Can you come here and lend me a hand? I'm at Wonder Street, near the building lot for the new department store."

Traffic ticket: For: Not respecting traffic lights. Money to pay: 200$. Time: 7:35 AM Date: January 14th.

Candlestick: Snakey Butcher killed Case Close with it. It was found in his car.