February 23rd, 2017

Zootopia Café, 2:00 PM

Judy's POV

Ema: Ms. Hopps, Mr. Wright! Just what is going on with this case!?

Phoenix: Uh… yeah what is going on?

Judy: Uh… okay, let's just back up a little bit. We know that Detective Bruce Goodman was stabbed at the Under Lot in the Prosecutors Office, at 5:15.

Phoenix: But we also have another Bruce Goodman that was stabbed at the same time in the Police Department's Evidence Room.

Ema: What's this, "in the Evidence Room" part? The Police Department and the Prosecutors Office are 30 minutes away by car.

Judy: Well… that's what we need to find out. I may have a hunch. This autopsy report I got from Jake Marshall says that Detective Goodman was stabbed about hour and half after 4.

Phoenix: So, you're thinking that he was stabbed sometime after 4 and someone drove the body away?

Judy: That's my thinking.

Ema: … …

Phoenix: Ema, are you okay?

Ema: Oh, sorry. I was just thinking about what Ms. Starr said at the trial today.

Judy: You mean the part where your sister knocked over the oil drum?

She gave a quick nod.

Ema: I just don't believe it. My sister would never erase evidence from a crime scene. She wouldn't!

Phoenix: Ema, I know it's hard for you the accept, but the shoe she found had your sister's blood on it. And there was also blood found on the bottom of Goodman's shoe.

Ema: But she would never do something as low like that! She's not like that! She's better than that!

She was breathing heavily, and a tear was escaping through her.

Judy: It's strange, though. If she did stab Goodman, then why didn't we find any sort of blood on the scene?

Phoenix: *sigh*

Judy: I'm going to down to the ZPD Police Station and ask for them to find some blood for us.

Ema: Wait…

I turned around and look at Ema.

Ema: Actually. Let's just go back to the Prosecutors Office. I have something that'll help us find some blood stains.

Prosecutor's Office

Underground Parking Lot, 2:45 PM

Judy's POV

Ema: You know, I really don't think we should worry about the Police Department's murder! There wasn't even a body found there! Who cares?

Judy: That's what I'm saying! If my hunch his correct, then maybe Goodman was really stabbed in the evidence room and someone drove him out here to Prosecutor's Parking Lot.

Phoenix: And if that's true, then Lana might be really innocent for the case. Plus we already prove a connection between her and the Police Department.

Ema: … B-but… I know she didn't do it! And I know she didn't wipe away a crime scene. Never!

Judy: Okay, calm down. I believe you. Let's do another search around the place and see what we can find.

Phoenix: So that's the oil drum she'd knocked over. How are we supposed to fine blood when it's all washed away?

Ema: Heh, heh. No problem Mr. Wright. I have just the solution to your problem. Look.

There was a spray bottle that Ema pulled out of her purse.

Judy: Luminol testing fluid?

Ema: Blood is sticky stuff, you can't just wash them away with a little water. Even if you can't see it, it's still there…

Phoenix: But wouldn't the police have already done those test?

Ema: Never trust any one's eyes, but your own, Mr. Wright! Here, Ms. Hopps. You're a cop yourself, so you do it.

Judy: Okay, and how will I know if I see any blood or not with this?

Ema: Here, I'll lend you one of my red color glasses. They'll make it easy for you to spot any hidden blood stains. Just spray the fluid around away where you want do.

Judy: Alright. Stand back.

I put on the Ema's glasses.

Judy (Thinking): Whoa, it's like I'm in some kind of horror movie.

I begin to spray around the car to where the victim was found.

Judy: I found some.

Phoenix: So, is this a bloodstain?

Ema: Uhhhh… It's so… ugh!

Phoenix: Ema, you're shaking.

Ema: It's just… this is my first time seeing real blood!

Judy: Hmm… it's strange. I mean didn't Angel say that Ms. Skye stabbed Goodman here?

Phoenix: Yes.

Judy: I don't know. I guess I though there'll be just a little bit more blood than this.

Ema: You're right. I mean… Look at all the blood on the sole of the victim's shoe!

Judy (Thinking): So, did he really die in the Evidence Room?

Ema: Uh, h-hey, Ms. Hopps! See how I'm marking up the floor plans when we find a blood stain? See… I'm pretty handy to have around, right?

Judy: Well, this is pretty cool. This will defiantly help us a lot on our investigation.

Ema: I saved up my allowance to buy this! We can't be sure that the police will reveal all their evidence in court. Sometimes they fail to mention evidence that doesn't fit with their view of the case.

Phoenix: And we'll drag that "hidden evidence" out into the light of day!

Judy: I must admit, I'm pretty excited about this. Nick would probably flip for joy too, if he was here.

Ema: Yeah! It feels like we're really investigating a crime now, doesn't it?

?: Hah! I wonder how that fluid of yours would react to a nice Deli Box?

Ema: Ms. Starr!

Angel: You only trust your own eyes, hm? Not bad, you three… This day-old Deli Box is on the house…

Phoenix: Sorry, it's just, that kind of lead in doesn't really get my mouth watering.

Angel: You two certainly put me in a tight spot today.

Phoenix: Our apologies Ms. Starr, but…

Angel: No, no, it's okay. It was my fault.

Ema: Oh, we know.

Angel: I witnessed everything from that security room right there. But… I was afraid that wouldn't sound convincing enough, you see… I was wrong to think that. I'm sorry.

Judy: Well, it may be okay with me, but you know that you shouldn't have done that, Ms. Starr.

Ema: Yeah, you lied on the witness stand! That's unforgivable!

Angel: … Little girl, don't forget what's important here. Even if the place I witnessed the events from was different, I still saw what I saw. I saw Chief Prosecutor Skye stab a man in cold blood, and that testimony still stands!

Ema: Ah…

Angel: I swear it on my honor as a detective! She stabbed Goodman!

Ema: …!

Judy: And that's when you took this photo?

Angel: Hmm! If you think about it, I could have taken that picture from the guard room. But… even I get flustered sometimes.

Phoenix: So, you went straight to the scene of the crime?

Judy: And climbed the chain link fence in an effort to stop the murder?

Angel: That's when I took this photo, yes.

Ema: In other words… five minutes after the crime?

Angel: Those five minutes are the whole problem… The hole in my testimony, as it were.

Ema: The five minutes weren't the problem, Ms. Starr, you lying was the problem!

Angel: Listen, little girl. I've had my testimony "disregarded" before… And I wasn't going to have it disregarded again!

Judy: Again…?

Angel: Yes, just like that time…

Phoenix: That's when you were a detective, right?

Angel: Yes… It was a long time ago. Well, two years ago. No matter how hardened the criminal, when they faced me… They coughed it up.

Phoenix: Coughed it… up?

Angel: They confessed. They babbled like babies. You know, I may seem like a demon sometimes… But I can be an angel, too.

Phoenix: I wouldn't doubt it.

Angel: Every day, I dragged the dirt out of the mouths of suspect after suspect… And before long, they called me… The Cough-up Queen!

Ema: Oh, and here I thought someone had gotten food poisoning from your lunches.

Judy: And… you were "let go"? Or… as you put it… fired?

Angel: It's all because of that case… The SL-9 Incident.

Phoenix: Ess… el…?

Judy: You mean this note and knife we've found?

Angel: Yes… I'll never forget that incident. That was the incident that made me learn what prosecutors are really like.

Phoenix: Could you tell us more about it?

Angel: Two years ago… it was the biggest case I'd ever handled. The police and prosecutors were desperate for decisive evidence.

Ema: So… they didn't solve it?

Angel: On the contrary. It was solved quite cleanly. The criminal was caught and executed.

Judy: E-executed…?

Angel: Yes, the criminal got what was coming to him. It doesn't get any cleaner than that. The only problem was… they never did find decisive evidence. Not even a little.

Ema and Judy: What!?

Phoenix: But the criminal was executed, right?

Angel: Evidence… of a sort. Made up evidence.

Ema: Wh-what?

Judy: Y-you mean they executed someone with fabricated evidence!?

Angel: … The best part came several months after the trial. Every detective involved with the case was dealt with. Some were demoted to patrolmen, others found themselves out of a job…

Judy: And… you were one of those?

Angel: Myself, and one other person you know well.

Judy (Thinking): Wait, is she taking about…?

Angel: Exactly. Officer Jake Marshall. He's on security detail in the Police Department, isn't he?

Judy: So Marshall was also a detective too, wasn't he?

Angel: He was. He was another professional detective like myself, we investigated that case from every angle. Jake was particularly determined. And then… it was over. And he was demoted. However… He hasn't forgotten. And neither have I!

Phoenix: You haven't forgotten SL-9?

Angel: There was another side to that case, a hidden side. That's what we're after now. And no one up in their fancy office can stop us.

Ema: Wait! Th-those lunches you sell…

Angel: There is only one reason I come to sell lunches in this accursed office. I come here to meet old friends… boyfriends that can help me investigate.

Judy (Thinking): This wolf is quite determent. I wonder how many boyfriends she has anyway. This case though, there's still got to be something else with this case.

Ema: There has to be a connection!

Angel: So, Rookie…

Phoenix: Wh-what!

Angel: It seems like you're serious about investigating this case…

Judy: Of course! I never back down from a case.

Angel: Then you should take this.

Judy: A… Salisbury Steak Lunch?

Angel: I know a certain cow who might help you if you tempt him with this treat…

Ema: Um, Ms. Starr…? Officer Marshall… is he your… uh, are you his…? Are you g-g-g-going out!?

Angel: Why do you want to know?

Ema: I was just wondering what happened to him? A long time ago, when he was helping my sister do cases, he was so nice. He got along so well with my sister, it made me jealous. And… he was nice to me too, back then. But now… now he's so cold!

Angel: … Jake and I are merely cooperating on this investigation. We're putting the past to rest, as it were. Nothing more than that.

Ema: I… I see. Thank you.

Judy (Thinking): Officer Jake Marshall… Time to hear his side of the story of SL-9.