"How is Kay?" Edgeworth said as they walked through the halls of Bluecorp.

"Don't worry, she seems okay," Dahlia said. "I was just getting under your skin."

"I already knew you were lying," Edgeworth said. "Kay never cries in front of people she doesn't know very well. It's against her code."

"Her code?" Dahlia said.

"She was raised to be wary of strangers," Edgeworth said. "She doesn't take things from people she doesn't know, nor does she cry in front of them, things like that. She's a good kid all in all, though perhaps a bit mischievous from time to time."

"Yeah, I can kind of picture that," Dahlia said.

"Hey Miles?" Phoenix said. "Can I ask you something about Kay?"

"What?" Edgeworth said.

"When we first met Kay," Phoenix said. "She said she was 'the Yatagarasu.' What was she talking about?"

Edgeworth facepalmed. "Kay, why do you have to…?"

"Oh yeah, I meant to ask you about that," Dahlia said. "What is a Yatagarasu?"

"It's complicated," Edgeworth said. "First, understand that Kay is completely innocent. She's never actually done anything illegal."

That's not a good sign. Dahlia resisted the urge to rub her temples. "Okay, so what's this about?"

"I'm almost surprised you haven't heard of the Yatagarasu," Edgeworth said. "To quote the media, the Yatagarasu is 'a noble vigilante who fights the law for the greater justice.' The Yatagarasu is a Great Thief who steals information of shady corporate deals and leaks them to the press."

"Kay does that?" Phoenix said.

"No, she's never stolen anything in her life," Edgeworth said. "She's just a kid who wants to be the Yatagarasu, she's all talk."

"You're sure about that?" Dahlia said.

"I told you, Kay is completely innocent. Sure she causes trouble sometimes, but swiping my police badge when I'm not looking and infiltrating a company headquarters are 2 completely different things. For one thing, Kay lacks subtlety."

"Subtlety?' Phoenix said.

"The Yatagarasu is rather elusive," Edgeworth said. "You don't find out the Yatagarasu had been somewhere until they had already left with what they had come for. But you always know it when it was the Great Thief."

"How?" Dahlia said.

"They leave one of these cards," Edgeworth said. He took out a picture.

Dahlia looked at it carefully. "What is that? Some kind of berry with leaves on it?"

"It's a 3-legged raven," Edgeworth said patronizingly. "The symbol of the Yatagarasu."

"How come you have one?" Phoenix said.

"This isn't a real one, just a picture," Edgeworth said. "No one's supposed to know about it, but Kay's Yatagarasu fangirling is her motive for murder."

"That's why you were so ramble-y!" Phoenix said.

"The victim sold company information, right?" Dahlia said. "The police think that's what led her to killing the victim?"

"Unfortunately," Edgeworth said.

"Can I borrow that picture?" Dahlia said.

"Why?" Edgeworth said.

"I have a feeling I might need it. Don't worry, I won't go waving it around," Dahlia said.

"I do have a copy," Edgeworth mused.

"Please Uncle Edgey?" Phoenix said, with big puppy eyes.

The detective rolled his eyes. "You know it's not as if I'm under her complete control."

"Partial control then?" Dahlia said.

"You're both awfully fond of teasing me, aren't you?" Edgeworth said.

Dahlia just chuckled, feeling the picture in her pocket.

Edgeworth lead Dahlia and Phoenix down the halls until they saw a security guard, then the detective froze.

"Aw, come on Romeo," Phoenix said. "Don't get cold feet."

"I'm not getting closer to that thing," Edgeworth said.

"That was a little uncalled for, Edgeworth," Dahlia said.

"You go talk to her then," Edgeworth said.

"What's so bad about her, anyway?" Phoenix said. "I mean, other than the fact that she chased you around the building."

"That's not enough?" Edgeworth said.

"Edgey-poo!" Oldbag said.

Ooh, a step up from Edgey-boy. Smirking, Dahlia glanced at Phoenix, who was biting his lip and had tears in his eyes.

Wendy Oldbag skipped over to the trio, eyes locked on the detective. Dahlia and Phoenix grabbed his arms to prevent him from leaving.

"9 space 8-1-20-5 space 25-15-21," Edgeworth grumbled.

"9 space 11-14-15-23," Phoenix said.

Oldbag stopped right in front of them. "What are you doing here Edgey-poo? Did you get lonely?"

It was obvious that Edgeworth was uncomfortable with how close the security guard was. "N-no, we just-"

"Who's this?" Oldbag said, glaring at Dahlia.

"Dahlia Fey, ma'am," the defense attorney said.

Oldbag growled. "YoulistenherelittlemissyEdgey-poo'smineyouheremem ineIdon'tneedsomeraggedyoungladywaltzinginandsteal ingmymanI'llfightyouforhimifImustbackinthedaytheyc alledmeWildWendyandbelievemethatnamewasearnedinfac tonetime-"

Dahlia blinked. She almost asked the old woman to repeat herself, but thankfully common sense caught up with her just in time. Wow, and she's not even out of breath. How much air is in this old windbag?

"Ms. Oldbag," Edgeworth said. He cleared his throat. "I need to investigate the crime scene again."

"Oh sure," Oldbag said, eyes gleaming. "You can investigate my crime scene anytime, you know."

"Huh?" Edgeworth stepped back.

Phoenix snorted, doubled over with his hand over his mouth.

"I'll be going now," Edgeworth said, stepping around Oldbag and into the storage room with Phoenix and Dahlia close behind.

When the door closed, the defense team couldn't take it any longer. "Ha ha ha ha ha!"

"I-in-investigate my- way to pick 'em Miles!" Phoenix said.

"She's not my girlfriend!" Miles said. "I shouldn't even have to say that! Are you going to investigate or not?"

"Okay Detective. I'll get right to investigating your crime scene," Dahlia said before laughing with Phoenix again.

Edgeworth reddened. He glared at them. "If you're not going to take this seriously, I'll just leave."

"Good idea," Dahlia said. "Your girlfriend's right outside."

Dahlia could see Edgeworth sweat.

"Relax Miles, we can take this seriously," Phoenix said. He rubbed his hands together. "Let's investigate."

"So where did the police find the blood?" Dahlia said.

"It's marked over there," Edgeworth said, pointing to a square of the floored marked by police tape. "That's where the blood was."

"Alright," Dahlia said.

"Wow, these shelves are dusty," Phoenix said, rubbing his fingers together. Dahlia could see the line he had drawn.

"This is an old room, most of the stuff in here has been forgotten," Edgeworth said.

"How come the top isn't dusty?" Dahlia said.

"Huh?" Phoenix said, looking up.

"Come over here," Dahlia said. "See, it looks like the top of the shelf has been dusted."

"You're right," Phoenix said, standing next to Dahlia. "Is there an air vent nearby or something?"

"Hmm," Dahlia looked around the ceiling, but found nothing close to the shelves. She looked all around the ceiling and her eyes landed on something that was almost too good to be true.

"Security camera?" Dahlia said. "Did that thing record the-"

"I wish," Edgeworth said, dashing the attorney's hopes in a matter of seconds. "We checked but the footage was missing."

"All of it?" Phoenix said.

"Yes, someone stole the entire tape," Edgeworth said. "The killer probably took it with them."

"Of course," Dahlia said.

"How did they get up there?" Phoenix said.

"They probably used the ladder in the corner," Dahlia said.

"That was a stepladder," Phoenix said.

Dahlia gave him a warning look.

"I-I'm just saying," Phoenix said, quivering silently.

"She's right, it's just a ladder," Edgeworth said.

"Now hold on a minute," Phoenix said. He wasn't scared of the detective. "Can't you see properly?"

"Yes, and I see a ladder in the corner clear as day," Edgeworth said.

"Sorry, Miles, but you keep slipping your tongue something. I think you mean "step"- ladder," Phoenix said.

"No," Edgeworth said. "I meant ladder."

"Am I the only one who understands this concept?" Phoenix said. "For Pete's sake it's a stepladder!"

"It's a ladder," Edgeworth said sternly.

"Stepladder! Stepladder! Stepladder!" Phoenix chanted.

"Lad-der!" Miles said.

Dahlia grabbed Phoenix's ear with her left hand and Edgeworth's with her right hand and pulled.

"Ow, ow, ow," the two men said.

"Let's keep looking boys," Dahlia said. She released their ears.

"For what exactly?" Phoenix said, massaging his ear.

"Evidence," Dahlia said.

They searched through the storage room, but they didn't find much.

"Hey, I found something!" Phoenix said. He picked up a strand of curled red hair.

"What is it with you and hair?" Dahlia said.

"I don't know, but we haven't found anything else," Phoenix said. "Besides, Miles said that people don't come here often right? So this could be important."

"Like that pink hair?" Dahlia said.

"Keep an open mind, what if it turns out to be crucial during the climax of the trial and you just threw it on the ground?" Phoenix said.

"I think I'm starting to see why you and Maya get along so well," Dahlia said. Nevertheless, she added the stray hair to the court record. "Maybe a little creativity is what we need."

Phoenix smiled. "Worth a shot."

Dahlia examined the shelves again, checking every inch.

"No clues hear," Dahlia said, scanning the middle row. There was nothing to see but blue binders and dust. She looked down and noticed a break in the dust at the foot of the shelf. "Hello, what's this?"

Dahlia bent down and looked under the shelf. What appeared to be a small box could be seen. She reached under the shelf and snatched it. She blew some of the dust off and realized what it was. It's the security tape.

9 space 8-1-20-5 space 25-15-21. = I hate you.

9 space 11-14-15-23 = I know.