Angel: I should have mention those five minutes when I wasn't looking at the crime scene. And now, do the matter of the victim's shoe… Did I not bring this up…? Two types of blood where found on this shoe! One was of course the victim's. And the other was…! The defendant, Ms. Lana Skye's blood! This shoe proves it! It's flawless, decisive evidence!

Judge: Wh-what!? There was blood found on that shoe!?

Angel: Try Lunchland, for all your lunch and decisive evidence needs!

Edgeworth: Objection! Witness, what's the meaning of this? Why is this the first time I've heard of this evidence?

Angel: Simple. As I've already said… I don't trust you with evidence, Mr. Edgeworth! That's why I took the liberty of investigating this myself.

Judy: And… you had blood tests preformed?

Angel: Didn't I mention? I have three boyfriends in forensics.

Edgeworth: In any case, Your Honor, I can't accept this as evidence!

Angel: What…?

Edgeworth: You should know the two rules of evidence law, Ms. Starr! Rule 1: no evidence shall be shown without the approval of the Police Department! In other words, this shoe is illegal evidence! At least, for the time being!

Ema: I-is that right!?

Judy: Yes, normally when you search or find clues, either the officer or someone has to let the Police Department look at it and improve it.

Angel: Not so fast, Mr. Edgeworth.

Edgeworth: …!

Angel: Don't forget… I used to be a detective! As I mentioned previously… This shoe has already been tested by a member of the forensics department! As you can see, it was approved by the Police Department as of… today. Even the general public can produce official evidence, Mr. Edgeworth.

Edgeworth: Nuh… Ungh!

Ema: M-Ms. Hopps!?

Judy: Again, going back to what I said earlier, if you have approval from the Police Department, doesn't matter which one it is, you have the right to use that said evidence you found in court.

Judge: The prosecution's complaints notwithstanding… It appears that this evidence satisfies the first rule of evidence law. Well… It seems you have yet another count against you, witness.

Angel: Anything to ensure that the guilty are properly judged.

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

Phoenix: Ms. Starr, you found this shoe at the crime scene?

Angel: 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.

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

Angel: I was afraid someone would erase the chief prosecutor's crime. This shoe was my secret weapon if that should happen. See this fashionable basket I have here…? It carries more than lunchboxes, gentlemen!

Phoenix (Thinking): I'm happy for you and your lunchbox bag, really. But I can't let this evidence go through without a fight!

Angel: You ordered the peppered fish guts, right?

Phoenix: …!

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

Judy: Phoenix, take a look at this shoe!

I looked at the bottom of the shoe and saw something interesting!

Phoenix: Your Honor… The defense has a problem with this shoe!

Judge: Really, then? Very well, what is the problem with the victim's shoe, Mr. Wright?

Phoenix: I wonder if you noticed… there's blood on the bottom of this shoe!

Angel: Don't mess with me, Rookie… Or it'll be your blood on the bottom of my shoe!

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

Edgeworth: It makes sense. The victim was stabbed with a knife! What could possibly be contradictory about the blood on the bottom of his shoe!?

Phoenix: The problem lies… in the footprint!

Angel: The… footprint?

Phoenix: Note that the bottom of the victim's shoe is covered in blood. Then… isn't it strange? Why weren't any bloody footprints found by the scene of the crime!?

Judge: Ah hah!

Phoenix: As you can see… There were no traces of any such footprints at the scene of the crime! That contradicts your claim about this shoe!

Edgeworth: Objection! This picture only shows part of the floor, so there could have been bloody footprints.

Phoenix: Objection! If there were bloody prints they would have been found. We checked the scene and found nothing of the sort!

Judge: Order! Order! Order! Well, witness!?

Angel: Well!? Huh? I, uh…

Ema: Great going, Mr. Wright!

Judy: But… isn't this strange?

Phoenix: Strange…?

Judy: I mean the blood on the bottom of this shoe is real. I doesn't look like it's been painted or anything. So why is there not bloody footprint then?

Judge: She has a point, Mr. Wright! There has to be a reason why there wasn't a bloody footprint!

Ema: Well, Mr. Wright? Can you think of a reason why there wasn't a footprint at the crime scene?

Phoenix: … Hey, I don't why. I'm just good at finding contradictions!

Ema: What!?

Hold It!

We all turned, facing Edgeworth.

Edgeworth: I see… Now I get it!

Phoenix (Thinking): Get what!?

Edgeworth: Our witness is more devious than I gave her credit for! We were hoodwinked to the very end! But she slipped! There is one vital hint to the truth in her testimony…

Judy: Wh-what are you talking about?

Edgeworth: Think back to when she told us about apprehending the suspect… She stated that when she apprehending Ms. Skye, she kicked over an oil drum out of her way. I thought it was a strange thing for the normally cool-headed chief to do.

Phoenix (Thinking): No kidding!

Edgeworth: Now, witness. Allow me to ask a very simple question. This "oil drum"… was it empty?

Angel: … 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.

Judge: Witness! W-well? Was the oil drum empty…?

Angel: The oil drum kicked over by the chief prosecutor… was brimming with water.

Phoenix: W-water?

Judy: …! Wait… you mean…!?

Edgeworth: … I see where you're getting at, Ms. Hopps.

Phoenix: …!

Edgeworth: Yes, the suspect knocked over that oil drum for one reason and one reason alone! To erase the blood stains that would become evidence against her!

Phoenix: Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!

Judge: That ties things up quite nicely! The blood stains left on the victim's shoes ties her quite clearly to this murder! Then, after the deed was done, she knocked over the oil drum to erase the telltale signs!

Angel: Why, that's the prosecutor's specialty… erasing evidence!

Phoenix (Thinking): That reminds me… Ms. Skye's right hand was hurt… Didn't she say she'd cut herself when she stabbed him…?

Ema: So my sister's blood on the shoe… That's when it happened?

Judge: Well… I see no reason to prolong this trial.

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

Judy: I'm sorry, Ema. But there's nothing we can object to. The evidence is very sound proof on what your sister has done.

Phoenix: Plus your sister has confessed it herself. She even tried to conceal the evidence!

Ema: B-but…

Edgeworth: Enough. There is no need for further debate. The verdict, Your Honor!

Judge: Very well…

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

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

Hold It!

We all turned again to face… the witness!?

Angel: Little girl… What did you just say?

Ema: Huh…? M-me?

Angel: Did you say that I, Angel Starr… was on the prosecution's side?

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

Angel: Well. I thought you'd had your fill, but here you are, demanding a second helping! Another lunchbox… A lunchbox called "evidence"!

Judge: W-wait… Witness, don't tell me you have something else?

Edgeworth: Objection! You've reached your verdict, Your Honor! Any further comments will be held in contempt of court!

Angel: Your threats don't scare the Cough-up Queen! Look at this!

Judge: A photograph…?

It was a photo of Detective Goodman stabbed in Edgeworth's car.

Angel: I had this just in case anyone had to gall to suggest that the white shoe didn't belong to the victim!

Judge: Hmm… I see no room for error in this evidence.

Ema: G-guys, wait! Look at the asphalt in this photo!

Phoenix: Hey! It's clearly wet!

Judge: Erasing the last trace of doubt from the court's mind. Immediately after the murder, the crime scene was washed with water!

Ema: I-I'm sorry, you two. I guess I… I couldn't help after all.

Judy: It's alright, Ema. You did your best. You at least still believed in our sister.

Phoenix: I knew I couldn't win this case from the start.

Phoenix (Thinking): And it seems this is what your sister wanted anyway…

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

Objection!

Once again, I turned, but this it was… JUDY!?

Judy: Your Honor, wait!

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

Judy: I'm sorry, Your Honor, but please, look at this photograph. I've noticed something strange in this photo, and this could mean something to this case!

Edgeworth: So, Hopps… Are you saying there's a problem with this latest piece of evidence?

Judy: Yes! Look at the part of your car, Mr. Edgeworth. There's something in it!

Edgeworth: You mean… my muffler. There's something poking out of it!

Judge: Wait just a moment, you two!

Edgeworth: Your Honor?

Judge: Mr. Edgeworth, you said "muffler" correct? However I see no trace of a muffler or scarf of any kind in this photograph!

Edgeworth: … 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…

Judge: I see! And… I see! What's that suspicious-looking cloth sticking out of the car's muffler?

Angel: Hmph! So what if there is something sticking out of the muffler! What does that have to do with this case? Nothing! Absolutely Nothing!

Judy: Funny, seeing how a certain witness made such a big deal about it over and over.

Angel: …! I-I don't know what you're talking about.

*Click*

Carrot Pen (Angel): Ha yes, when I caught her she mention the word "muffler".

*Click*

Judy: You see witness's attended to say stuff and forget about them later. So I thought it would help if I could refresh their memory.

Phoenix (Thinking): She recorded Angel Starr!

Angel: But… but… where's your proof that she even mention the word "muffler"!?

Phoenix: Right here!

Judge: The defendant's cell phone?

Phoenix: After the murder took place and Ms. Starr was running to get her. Ms. Lana Skye tried to use the emergency phone on the wall, but it was out of order. So she used her cell phone to try and call someone, however when Ms. Starr caught her, all she said was the word "muffler". Up into this point, we didn't know what she was talking about!

Judy: But thanks to the photo that Ms. Starr took, we can assume that the muffler the defendant was referring to, was the exhaust pipe on Edgeworth's car!

Phoenix: If so! That means this piece of cloth is vital evidence!

Angel: Oh… Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooragh!

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

Angel: Sus… Suspend!?

Judge: 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…?

Judy: Agreed.

Edgeworth: … I suppose so.

Phoenix (Thinking): Whew… that was too close. But… we made it… at least for now!

Judge: The court will adjourn for a thirty minute recess! It's lunchtime after all!

Phoenix (Thinking): He's still hungry!?