Episode 1: Turnabout Lovers
Part 3-2: Investigation
Cyrus: (Let's see. The only thing here is the body. Let's check this out.) Come on, Miles.
Edgeworth: Hm…? I think I will investigate the floors below.
Cyrus: The sister mystery?
Edgeworth: Yeah. Good luck.
Cyrus: Luck… is never in my favor. (Great… I'm all alone now. Just like how I started…)
Mellow: Excuse me?
Cyrus: Hm? (I totally forgot about her!) Is something wrong?
Mellow: Huh? Um… Yeah. I'd like to investigate with you.
Cyrus: (Suddenly, she is giving off a serious feeling…) Um. Sure, why not?
Mellow: Let's go.
Cyrus: (Wasn't I supposed to say… Never mind that Cyrus. You've already lost to a teenage girl wearing a magician's outfit.) Let's check out the body.
The man's back was against some sort of ventilation system. A gunshot wound was visible on his chest.
Cyrus: (I don't see any other spots on his clothes with blood on it. He must have died from the bullet.)
Mellow:…
Cyrus: (She is strangely… Calm about this…)
Cyrus!
Cyrus: Hm…?
Cyrus!
Mellow: Someone's calling you.
Cyrus: You think I don't know that? (Wait… I know that voice…)
The next thing Cyrus saw as he turned to the roof of the building as a foot in a face. And then everything went dark.
Cyrus: (What… The hell?!)
?: Sorry Cyrus!
Cyrus: (Dammit Kay…)
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Cyrus: Ow… Why did you do that?
Kay: It was an accident!
Cyrus: What… Ever… (I guess we should go tell Miles…)
Kay: What did you find?
Cyrus: The vic is over there, leaning against the ventilation machine… thingy.
Kay: Hm…
Cyrus: (Miles… Please… Get back up here!)
Kay: What's wrong?
Cyrus: Nothing's wrong! Heh! What? Is something wrong?! Nothing is wrong at all!
Kay: No… Something's wrong.
Cyrus: (Stop acting so embarrassed. Come on… Argh! Why can't I do it?!) Sorry Kay… *blush* (Dammit. Hopefully… She won't…)
Kay: Embarrassed about something?
Cyrus: I should stop underestimating you.
Kay: What?
Cyrus: *smile* Never mind!
Edgeworth: Ah, Kay, you're here.
Cyrus: (OH, THANK GOD.) Miles! What did you find?
Edgeworth: Nothing much. But now that Kay is here…
Kay: Oh! You mean now that Little Thief is here!
Cyrus: "Little Thief"?
Kay: Just tell me the things you know about the situation.
Cyrus:…Well, we saw someone standing next to the door downstairs. And they shot the man standing next to the ventilation system. He was shot in the chest.
Kay:…Here we go! Get ready!
Cyrus: (Ack! Bright light!) Whoa! Everything's… Green?
Edgeworth: Little Thief is a sort of simulator. It's really useful during investigations.
Cyrus: (I guess that's what the blue and red people…) Oh! Come here, I need both of your help to get our vic on his stomach.
Kay: Why?
Cyrus: I need to see if the bullet went all the way through him.
Edgeworth: Okay. Pull!
Cyrus: There we go. (Yep, went all the way. But it came out some where different.)
Edgeworth: That's… odd.
Cyrus: What?
Edgeworth: The entrance wound is usually smaller than the exit wound. Why is the gunshot wound on the chest larger than the wound on the back?
Cyrus:…Does anybody have scissors?
Mellow: I have some in my back pack… Here.
Cyrus: Thanks. Hold him up. I need to cut his shirt.
Snip! Snip! Snip!
Cyrus:…! (Two gunshot wounds!) Was he… Shot twice?!
Edgeworth: He was shot at close range. Look, you can see the gun powder on his shirt.
Cyrus: Wait… There is only one wound on his chest… but two in his back?
Edgeworth: Wait! The bullet must still be inside of him!
Cyrus: If we can get forensics to get it out…
Edgeworth: We can check the ballistic markings and find the gun!
Cyrus: Heh… I guess things are looking up… (Wait…) Behind us!
Bang!
?: Damn. I almost had you.
Cyrus: (Just when things were going good…)
?: How did you see me?
Cyrus:…You reflected on the metal of the ventilation system.
?: Damn.
Cyrus: I don't think you'll tell us, but what's your name?
?: Detective Honey Waterflower, and you sir, are under arrest for the killing of Miche Waterflower.
Cyrus: (Water… flower? This must be…!)
Mellow: This is my sister, Honey!
Cyrus: (And she's a detective. Great.) I didn't commit this murder. I'm just investigating it.
Honey: Right. Sure. I believe you.
Cyrus: Ugh! Why do you even suspect me?!
Honey: Tons of evidence is stacked against you.
Cyrus: Tell me, what is this "evidence"?
To Be Continued…