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Regalingualius posted:Yeah, after all the buildup they did by implying he was one nasty bastard, the actual revelation rings kind of hollow. Well, he's already lost his hat. Really there's no point in going on after that.
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I really like Gant's proper theme. It's got a good mix of the whimsical face he puts on and the darker undertones that we're discovering about him.
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Also, is it just me, or does Darke look like his hair is an onion in that one shot where he's about to stab Marshall?
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I love that as this case goes on, things just keep getting worse for Edgeworth, no matter what he does, and none of it is even his fault. Dude needs to catch a break.
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That shield trophy is bad luck. Either that, or it's actual meaning is 'designated sacrifice'.
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resurgam40 posted:I burst out laughing when I saw that. I know they're trying to build him up as sinister, but a literal PIPE ORGAN... it's really great. Haven't you listened to his theme?  What else would you play that on than a pipe organ?You should always click music links. Ace Attorney without music is only 40% of the experience.
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Now I'm imagining Darke's killing spree happening to the tune of yakety sax...
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Case 5 - Rise From the Ashes Investigation (Day 3) - Part 3 Before we head over to Edgeworth's office, we can show Gumshoe the jar we rebuilt a while ago.   : "Somewhere"? : Or maybe it's one of those memories people have from "previous lives.": (This must be the most uninformative detective I've ever met...) : Something about it makes me feel uneasy. : It's like I'm in the Chief's office, and he's yelling at me.: (Chief Gant?): Where could I have seen that before...?And now, we're on our way.   : (I wonder if Edgeworth is back yet.) : There he is! It looks like he's writing something.  : Huh? What are you doing here?: (He sure was quick to throw that paper on the floor...)There is indeed a paper on the floor now. : Tough day in court, huh? : Hmph. I've had to live the past two years with rumors flying around. What's another allegation to me? : Cheer up, Mr. Edgeworth! I'm rooting for you!: (That's Edgeworth for you... Always trying to hide his real feelings.): So, what do you want? : Unlike some people, I don't have all day.We're going to start by presenting his trophy.   : That has no meaning for me anymore.: What do you mean, "anymore"?: That's who I was last year. : What good is it to dwell on the past?: He's asking me? : That makes me kind of mad. : Actually, something's been troubling me about this shield. Look...: Do you notice anything different?: Different...? : Yeah, don't you remember? The other shield in the Court Record.: (I guess I'd better present this other shield...)So we do.   : Looks like this was taken when he received the King of Prosecutors trophy. : Speaking of that,: there's something that bothers me.: Yes?: The trophy Mr. Marshall is holding... : Yes, you're right. ... : I remember now.: Remember what?: That was the official prosecutor trophy used until that time. There's a story behind it.: A story?: (Sounds interesting.) Would you mind telling it to us?: It's simple, really.: "Contradiction." That's what the award's based on.More on that later. Question time!  : There's no excuse for what I've done.: Two years ago, I used false evidence to obtain a guilty verdict. That's what it all breaks down to, and nothing I do can erase that fact.: But you didn't know, did you? I mean, that the evidence was falsified.: The Police Department and the Prosecutor's Office share a bond of trust. If that bond is broken, we stand to lose everything.: The Police Department's error is my error, my responsibility as the prosecutor in charge.: That fact remains the same no matter what excuses I might have. : Mr. Edgeworth...: I take pride in my work. So tell me why! Why has it all come to this...: (Even Edgeworth can't keep this kind of emotion bottled up...) : Are you up for the trial tomorrow?: Hmph.: First last year's trial, and now this one. It seems all you do is worry about me.: To be honest, you're getting on my nerves.: But Mr. Edgeworth! You can't just walk out on the trial...: Tomorrow is the last day. It's too late to change prosecutors.: I'll bet that's what my superiors are banking on. : What do you mean?: That list of evidence. It seems too short. Most lists...: run twice as long.: It's only half as long as most lists? (That is odd...) : I became prosecutor for that case. I may not have been part of the investigation,: but at the time there was only one thing on my mind:: I'd use the evidence I was given to prove the suspect guilty!: Say, we just saw a picture taken around that time.: (That picture... Something seemed strange about it...) : Could you tell us again about what happened that day? The day Detective Goodman was murdered? You were participating in a ceremony over at the station, right?: I've never cared for ceremonies, but I had to attend that one. : Those receiving awards can't exactly skip out on the ceremony.: I finished up at the office in the morning, then drove over to the Police Department.: You, "finished up" at the office?: Yes. Just odds and ends - clerical stuff.: I didn't plan on returning to the office that day.: That is, until I was asked to take something back.: Take something back? : Oh yeah. Chief Gant asked you to hold onto that, didn't he?: Yes. It was a piece of evidence in a case that was closed half a year ago.: He asked me to bring it back to the Prosecutor's Office.: (That's the story we heard yesterday...) So you came back here to the Prosecutor's Office because the Chief asked you to?: That's right.: ... : This award originates from an ancient Chinese tale. In Chinese, the word "contradiction" is written with two characters:: the first means "halberd," and the second means "shield." Have you heard this story?: Me? Oh, uh... sure. Everyone knows that! Why don't you tell it though... for Ema's sake.: Very well. : One day, he presented the king with two items. The first was a halberd he claimed could slice through any shield or armor. The second was a shield he claimed could withstand any weapon.: Hmm... Wait a minute.  : Those claims contradict each other!: Very perceptive.: But then again, you've heard this story before, right?: Anyway, as you mentioned, the very descriptions of these items discredit them both. : And thus, the Chinese word for "contradiction" was born.: Oh, I see!: So the "chipped shield" and "broken knife" symbolize... : The ancient tale ends with the merchant at a loss for words, but it's in our nature to pursue matters to their conclusion...: even if it results in something as ugly as this.: Wow.: Thanks, Mr. Edgeworth! I learned something new today!: That's funny... : ...: You'll have to ask Chief Gant. Two years ago, he had the "halberd" part of the award abolished.: (Chief Gant...)And the trophy's description updates with all this. If we present the ID card records... : It seems everything in this case is designed to cast doubt on me.: Hey, don't look at me.: Yes, I went into the evidence room on the day of the crime.: Chief Gant asked me to do something. : To take evidence from a case solved six months ago back to the Prosecutor's Office...: I have a locker in there as well.: Did you notice anything amiss when you were in the evidence room? : That room's always dark and I was in a hurry.: I didn't see anything out of the ordinary.We should check that paper Edgeworth dropped, too.  : (I wonder what he was writing before?): Come on, Mr. Wright! Let's take a look!: Are you crazy? Edgeworth is sitting right there!: Just distract him, I'll check it out.: Uh... Hey, Edgeworth. Is that Detective Gumshoe out the window there? Oh no! He's falling to the ground!!!: Hold on. First let me see what this girl's doing crawling around my feet.: (He didn't even look.) : If you can't read, I'll read it for you.: It says, "Letter of Resignation." : "Resignation"!? Edgeworth, you don't mean...?: I'm tired, Mr. Wright. I feel as if... something inside me has died. : But Mr. Edgeworth! None of it is your fault!: I know the path I've walked. You don't need to tell me.: And the path I've walked... hasn't been a just one. I can't forgive myself for what I've done...: and no one else should forgive me either.: (Uh oh. I think he's serious!): Mr. Wright!: Please, you have to do something!: (This Letter of Resignation... I wonder if I can use it for anything?)We pocket it.   : (He really wrote a resignation letter...): Wow! Even when resigning, Mr. Edgeworth is cool and concise!: Still, it wasn't his fault...: Someone had to be held responsible. That's how it is in the grown-up world. : Yeah, but that responsibility means nothing if he just quits!: Well, not everyone sees it that way.: To truly take responsibility: you should have to work the rest of your life for no pay.: (Sometimes the "grown-up" world can be tough...)Now, maybe we can talk to Gumshoe. However, as we enter the parking lot...    : Excuse me...  : Ms. Starr! (I guess she's out of lunches.) : You certainly are the curious sort, aren't you? Kind of like : the first person who sucked a cow's nipple to discover milk. Still, I never thought you'd go digging up that case from two years ago.: Everyone in this trial was involved in the SL-9 Incident. Not only that, but the murder occurred on the very day the evidence from that case was due for transferal. This can't all be attributed to mere "coincidence.": ... Aren't you forgetting something?: You know, that little scene I happened to witness? : No matter how much of the past you dig up, it won't change what I saw. : (Ms. Starr's hatred toward Lana... It all dates back to two years ago!)   : Joe Darke... That's a name I'll not soon forget! : Still, I don't think I was ever more alive than I was then. Those days were steamier than a bowl of hot gravy! Poor old Jake Marshall, though, must have been going through hell.: You mean, because of his brother's death?: They were close, those two.: After Neil died, something took over Jake. He became obsessed. Seeing Jake like that made her all the more desperate.: "Her"...? : Lana Skye.: My sister...?: The best of the best were put on that SL-9 case. Of course they were lead by that legendary duo.  : That legendary pair was the reason we were able to keep up our investigation. That's why we're so shocked over how it turned out...: You mean, with the forging of the evidence?: Don't get me wrong. Joe Darke got what he deserved.: Still, it was obvious the evidence produced in court was being manipulated. Items our team never found would suddenly appear, while other items were kept secret.: But you didn't have proof anything illegal was done...: I'm proof enough of: what happened.: !: After the case, all of us save Goodman were relieved of our duties... most without even so much as an explanation.: Then Lana Skye transferred to the Prosecutor's Office and became Chief Prosecutor.: Lana always wanted to be a prosecutor.: Nothing's quite as simple as it appears.: Huh?: Lana Skye was merely being used as a pawn.: That's my take on the matter.: She was being used? : Daman Gant and Lana Skye... : They solved all kinds of cases together, didn't they?: Damon Gant's magnetism in particular was almost unreal.: His "magnetism"?: By that I mean his ability to attract evidence. He'd produce the most incredible evidence in the cases he handled.: ("Incredible evidence"? You mean...): Oh, yes. There were rumors about him even back then.: No one dareds confront him, though.: (I take it she's talking about forged evidence.): Back then, everyone looked up to Lana. All the detectives wanted to be like her.: ! : Really?: Oh yes... myself included. I was a fool, really.: She hated anything crooked, and always watched out for the other detectives.: That's why she was so concerned for Jake.: Mr. Marshall...: When Jake's brother was murdered, she felt as if she had lost her own brother. If it wasn't for her, I don't think Jake would ever have recovered from his shock.: That's what makes it all the more infuriating.: Ms. Starr...: That's why...: I'll never be able to forgive her. Why did she have to turn so cold after that...?: ... : Lana transferred to the Prosecutor's Office two years ago, didn't she?: Yes, thanks to "Chief" Gant's powerful influence.: Chief...: That's right. Having solved the SL-9 case, his position as chief was secured. There was only one thing left for him to control,: and then no one could stand in his way: : the Prosecutor's Office.: What? You mean... That's why Lana was transferred!?: If he could control the Chief Prosecutor, he could control the Prosecutor's Office.: That must have been his goal all along. : B-but how could he control Lana?: I don't know, but one thing's for sure. Ever since that case ended, she's never been the same. It's only logical to conclude...: there must have been a reason for her change.: (At last... I'm finally getting close to the bottom of this ugly mess.) Thank you, Ms. Starr.: You listen to me, Rookie. It takes more than just ingredients to create fine cuisine.: I hope you turn out to be a better chef than I've been...Next time: Convincing Gumshoe. Mors Rattus fucked around with this message at 14:27 on Feb 7, 2017 |
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It's never stated what case the screwdriver is from, but people have made the assumption that it's the screwdriver we found in April's hotel room all the way back in case 2.
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There was a knife murder and suddenly the knife is off the prosecutor's trophy. Hmm.
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I think it was only the 1st day, wasn't it? (You have "Investigation (Day 3)" at the top, and earlier had "Trial (Day 3)".
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Those are both correct. We are on the third day of the case. The next trial segment will be day 4 of the case, and the final day of trial. (The first day has only an investigation phase, and all nvestigation phases after that are the same day as the preceding trial phase.)
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This is the third day of the investigation, if that's what you mean. Day 1: Angel Starr stuff Day 2: Jake Marshall stuff Day 3: Present engagements
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Ah, my bad.
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Mors Rattus posted:
Typo. It's funny how in Japanifornia, you can go from being a detective to a prosecutor with little to no trouble.
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Eh, Lana at least gets a handwave by going to law school first.
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Case 5 - Rise From the Ashes Investigation (Day 3) - Part 4  : Oh, you're back.: You're still here? : I gotta make 150 copies of these files. : Brewing coffee, copying files... : I'm turning into a regular DJ!: You're a "DJ" as well?: If I'm not mistaken, I think he means "Desk Jockey.": ...: Oh, that DJ... : I gotta admire your persistency,: but my answer's still no.: ? : I'm not letting you in the Chief's office, period. : It'd be my neck on the line.: (That office is the last crime scene in the SL-9 Incident. I have to take a look in there!): There's got to be something we can do to make the Detective change his mind.And now there is - presenting Edgeworth's resignation.  : ......: N--no way! Mr. Edgeworth can't be serious!: Is he ever not serious?: I can't believe they've pushed him this far...: Mr. Edgeworth really feels responsible.: At first I thought he was as cold as ice, but now I know different!: He trusted us detectives to provide him with sound evidence, but we just...: we betrayed him!: Detective...: ...: ...: ...: That's it.: I've made up my mind!: But... : We can't do that. If someone found out...: they wouldn't let you off the hook with another lost item report!: Look at me. It's no secret I'm already out of the loop. After all, I'm friends with Mr. Edgeworth.: Depending on how this case turns out, I may already be as good as terminated...: (What...?): So at least let me do this...: for Mr. Edgeworth's sake!: All right, Detective. Thank you.And we get his ID.   : Whatever you do, just don't say that to his face.: Look, his eyes are half shut!: Yeah... and his mouth is half open.: Hey! Each of his shirt buttons is off a notch!: And he's got the narrow end of his tie in front. ... I think this goes beyond being a "photogenic" issue.  : Here goes, Mr. Wright.    : If anyone finds us now,: Detective Gumshoe's a goner.: If that happens, I'm counting on you to bail me out!: EEEEEEEEK!: GAAAAAAAAH!The screen flashes a few times. : Sorry, I thought you were a ghost.: I didn't even know you could slap a ghost.: AAAAH! Detective Gumshoe! What are you doing sneaking up on us like that!?: I-I-I wasn't "sneaking.": I was just worried something might go wrong...: so I came too. We crumple up the ID. : Hey, don't do that to my card!: I heardly ever get a chance to come in here,: so I figured I'd have a look around myself!: Besides, we're all in this together now.: You really do want to get fired, don't you?: Not if we're lucky. Now come on, let's see what we can find out!: (I've got a bad feeling about this...) : That desk on the other side of the room... Was that your sister's?: Yes. That's where I was waiting for Lana...: on that day two years ago.: Is anyone using it now?: No sir. This is entirely Chief Gant's office now.: He practices a strict policy of "preserving the crime scene.": (That's a strange reason to leave it there...): He leaves it as a warning to everyone else. He wants us to always be alert. He told us so himself at our New Year's party.: Of course, he was pretty intoxicated at the time.: I see.: So ever since Lana left,: no one ever touches that desk?: No one except Chief Gant... and the cleaning leady who's in here each morning.: (Still, two years have passed since that incident. There can't possibly be any clues remaining.) : Can I ask you something?: Sure.: You only came here to look around, right? Because it's one of the SL-9 crime scenes.: I mean, that's your only reason for coming here, isn't it?: ... Why do you ask?: You don't think...: Nah!: You wouldnt be...: No.: ...: No, there's no way.: Never mind. Don't worry about it.: Okay. Now then, let's look around a bit more.: Hey, hold on!: Not so fast, buddy!: Huh? What is it?: When someone tell you "don't worry about it,": it's supposed to start bothering you, pal!: You dont just let it go at that!: S-sorry. (This guy's starting to get on my nerves.) Okay, so what's bothering you?: You two don't think... Chief Gant...: might be a suspect, do you?: What!?: Yeah. Mr. Wright! What do we think of him?  : (Perhaps it's best I don't divulge my feelings... yet.): There he goes, ignoring me again.Now, let's look around.  : This is the real deal, isn't it? This armor and these weapons?: Sure is, pal. The Chief doesn't care for imitations.: First the pipe organ, now this armor... Do you know how many taxpayer dollars must have gone into this room?: What? You mean we're paying for this!?: That's it. I'm not paying one cent of my taxes!: (You don't have any taxes to pay.): Ssh!: Be careful of what you say!: Who knows? The Chief may be hiding in this armor as we speak!: I don't think he'd fit in there.: Even if he did, he'd never be able to get back out.: Cut it out! You guys don't know how scary that guy can be! : You can see pretty far from 15 stories up.: If you were to drop that suit of armor from here...: At first the Chief wanted to use stained glass for this window.: Really? Why didn't he?: They say he changed his mind because he wouldn't be able to see the view.: Oh.: (Stained glass or not, it's a huge window...) : This is a safe, isn't it?: "Safe"... that word is ripe with intrigue!: Uh, okay. If you say so...: It looks like a code needs to be entered in this panel to open it. Maybe, but we'll get back to that later. : (I'm not sure what will happen if we enter the wrong code. I'd better wait until I find something more definite.): A seven-digit number...: Didn't we see one of those somewhere?: How about we try entering my birth date? : Wow! Look at the size of Chief Gant's desk!: (Speaking of that, when we were here earlier...) : Chief Gant! (He put that paper he was reading in his desk.)  : A list of evidence?: In most cases the list runs twice as long as this.: Hey, look at the case name!: Huh?: "SL-9 Incident"! I wonder what this is doing here...: Hold on, Detective! What did you just say?: I said, "I wonder what...": No, about evidence lists. Normally they're twice as long? : That's right. I guess there wasn't a lot of evidence.: (A half-sized list of evidence...) : Most lists...: run twice as long. : I knew it! The Chief must be hiding something about that case!: It would appear so. There's not much to see on the front of the list, but on the back...  : What is it? Did you find something?: (I can't make it out. I'd better keep quiet about it for now.) Huh? Oh. No, it's nothing.: Why are your eyes moving about like that, Mr. Wright?: (I'd better not forget about this picture!) : The Chief's organ sure is a sight to behold.: Occasionally we hear him playing it from the Criminal Affairs department.: (That's on the 2nd floor, and this is the 15th!): When a detective screws up, the Chief calls him to his office...: and makes him listen to the organ for hours.: What's so bad about that? Music soothes the soul!: After that,: the detective can't hear anything for days except for the ringing in his ears.: (So it's an instrument of punishment... literally.): But aren't the Chief's ears affected?: ...: He never listens to anyone anyway.: (That's besides the point...) : This mark looks like some kind of flower.: Word is, it's designed after the insignia on the prosecutor's badge.: "Prosecutor's badge"...? : What!? They have badges too!?: The design's supposed to portray the severity of the punishment system.: Now that you mention it, it does look all pointy and kind of painful. But Mr. Edgeworth never wears a badge.: That's because he's a sharp dresser.: A badge like that wouldn't go too well with his outfit.: So sharp dressers don't need to wear badges?: I guess everyone just kind of lets it slide.: (I don't see how that's supposed to signify severe punishment...)  : (The day Joe Darke ran out of the questioning room and tried to kill Ema...): After receiving his award trophy, Mr. Marshall took a picture here,: then went along with Chief Gant to question Darke.: I bet he never knew he'd be dead just a few hours later...: (Gee, you think?) : This was Lana's desk. It sure is tidy.: Lana's always been a meticulous cleaner.: There's not even any dust on it! Looks like someone's still keeping it clean. Does Lana ever come back here?: No.: Chief Gant must still keep it clean in memory of their partnership.: They were the stuff legends are made of!: (Does he keep it in memory of her, or in memory of the crime...?) : These shelves are mostly empty. Lana must have cleaned them out when she transferred over ot the Prosecutor's Office. There's a small picture frame on the left shelf.: Hey! This is when Lana and I went to that theme park...: ... : Look at that giant window...: Makes you want to crash through it and jump outside.: Uh, this is the 15th floor.: I know! I was just saying...: (Saying what?): Ever since making detective, I've always dreamed about doing something like that.: Note to Self: Detective Gumshoe has a lot of dreams...: So long as he doesn't go crashing through that window when he gets fired.: Don't say that!Next time: The secrets of the safe. Mors Rattus fucked around with this message at 23:09 on Feb 9, 2017 |
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Mors Rattus posted:[timg][img]http://i.imgur.com/s0hHoGF.gif[/timg][/img]: If anyone finds us now, Mistakes here... But yeah, Gant is shady as gently caress, even without the orgy of evidence we're finding, and we're not even done yet.
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Well he is clearly hiding something the question is what?
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cokerpilot posted:Well he is clearly hiding something the question is what? He probably posts in fyad
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It turns out he doesn't like swimming at all. He's more of a hiking guy.
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Mors Rattus posted:
Phrasing! Also, I love how Gant considered putting in stained glass. As if the organ and suit of armor weren't enough. I'm surprised there isn't a pool or Jacuzzi in the room.
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Hobgoblin2099 posted:Phrasing! I'm glad I'm not the only one who chuckled like a 12 year old at that. 
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Stained glass, a huge organ, and a cross-shaped tie. God complex?
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He's definitely a Dracula.
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I'm pretty sure that working for years at the site of a tragedy/murder/deliberate cover-up/murder and cover-up would drive you absolutely 'round the bend.
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Deadmeat5150 posted:Stained glass, a huge organ, and a cross-shaped tie. God complex? I was actually thinking of Dracula for some reason.
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Cangelosi posted:I was actually thinking of Dracula for some reason. I'm not alone! Yesssss
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Mors Rattus posted:
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Case 5 - Rise From the Ashes Investigation (Day 3) - Part 5 Now, at this point, we have a safe to crack.  : Do you know what it is?: I have a hunch...: Oh, I know!: You want to try my birth date? It's...  We do have a seven-digit number that hasn't seen use for anything yet. Could it be that easy?    : What number did you enter!?: Whose birthday was that, pal? : What?: The number of the mysterious "executive officer" who entered the room that day.: You mean,: "Sevensevensevensevensevenseven"?: That ID number!?: I think you're one "seven" shy this time. This can only mean one thing: That's Chief Gant's ID number!: Say...: Anyone care to look inside? : Is there any money in there? How much does he have stashed away!?: Look! It's a... a... : (This somehow looks familiar. Where have I seen this before...?): There's something else in here too.  : Hey! I saw someone wearing a shirt like that once! You think the Chief made up the design?: Uh... I don't think so.: Oh. Well, it was just a thought.: Is that it? This is all that was in the safe?: Apparently so. It's empty now.: A piece of cloth with a handprint on it, and a broken shard from a cup.: They look like pieces of evidence,: but unless you can prove they have something to do with this case, I'm afraid I can't just let you take them.: After all, it's my neck on the line here!: (Great. Now I have to prove their "relevancy" to get them. How are these two items related to the SL-9 Incident?): Come on! There's got to be something we can show the detective!First, we present the jar we built yesterday.  : All of us put that back together. Oh, those were the days...: (It's kind of early to be nostalgic.): Wasn't this jar a piece of evidence from that case?: That's right. One of the shards had an "SL-9 Incident" sticker on it.: Doesn't this ring any bells? You know, that fragment we just found? : Yes, that one... that was in the safe.: ...: !: Now that you mention it, it's ringing a lot of bells! : Here, let me see that shard. I'll take a crack at this.: Go ahead, pal. Show us what a rookie can do!: Mr. Wright! Here's some glue!: (If I can piece this together again... it'll prove Chief Gant was knowingly hiding evidence! Here goes...)  : Chief Gant willingly and knowingly hid a piece of this jar in his safe.: !: In other words, he concealed a piece of evidence from the SL-9 Incident.: But...: Hey guys! Get a load of this!: What is it? : it's different from the others! : There's a reddish line on it!: (A reddish line... That's blood!): I don't get it!: Why would Chief Gant hide this in his safe?And so the jar is updated. Now, time to present the fingerprinting kit.  : Hey, I know what that is!: So, you want to take some fingerprints?: That's a great idea, Detective!: All right, go to town. Sheesh! ...: ...: What are you doing? Why are you sticking out your hand like that?: Go ahead. Take my fingerprints.: ...: Um, it's not your fingerprints we want to take.: Huh?: Come on, this isn't the time for jokes. We're talking about that cloth we found in the safe!: Oh! Heh heh!: I knew that. The one with the hand print on it, right?: Sheesh, where's your sense of humor? : Sprinkle the powder on the cloth, : then, once they've been absorbed into the prints, blow the rest away!: (What are you, my mom? I don't have to be told a million times!) All right, let's get this over with!  : (No... How can this be!? What are Ema's fingerprints doing here!?): Hey, you found a match?: Whose fingerprints were they!?: Huh? Oh, uh... it seems the prints are too old. They aren't clear enough to get a match.: Oh... That's too bad.: I thought they'd be Darke's prints.: Psst! Hey you. Over here.We join Gumshoe on the other side of the room. : What's going on here? What are that kid's prints doing inside the Chief's safe?: Don't ask me! Let's just keep this information from Ema for now.: ...   : Yeah. Someone left behind an oil stain on the fabric. Whoever it was, they must have had a really oily hand.: Mr. Wright, think about it scientifically!: Huh?: A more likely explanation is...: the person slipped and fell on a freshly waxed floor,: getting wax all over their hand.: Well, that would account for this amount of oil I guess. (I don't see what's so "scientific" about it though.): It happens, you know. I always slip on the floors at school after they're waxed.Back to the case. : Well? Was I any help? : Now that's not very kind, is it? In other words, if it wasn't for his ID card, he would have been useless... : Isn't that right, you in the coat?: EEEEEEEK!: C-Chief Gant!: We didn't think you'd be back so soon. : Fortunately I'm a man who believes in signs. : As I was walking to my meeting, I happened to look out a window and saw a stray dog run right into a pole.: Just then I thought of a certain detective.: Do you mean... m-me, sir?: Now then, : I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you all to leave.: Y-yes sir!: Sorry...: Oh, you in the coat.: Me, sir!? : You won't be needing it anymore.: But sir... : Now get out!: Y-y-yes sir!: We'll be on our way too, then.: Wait.: You, the one without the spiky hair. Don't go yet.: M-me, sir!?: I'd like a word with you.: But sir!: I'm not a licensed scientific investigator yet!: You with the spiky hair.: You're free to go.: M-Mr. Wright!!!We are automatically dropped off outside.  : The Chief's office is off limits!: But no, you just had to go sneaking in there like that, didn't you!?: I thought you said you didn't care anymore if you were fired.: Yeah, but if I knew it'd be like this,: I never would've said it!: (Now that I've seen the evidence Chief Gant was hiding in his office... I think I'm finally starting to get the picture... It's hard to believe anyone could keep quiet about it all this time...): Anyway, you listenin' to me!? I'm gonna try to smooth things over with the Chief again!: Later, pal! : so she'll be busy for the rest of the day...  : I see. So the Chief asked Ema to come in for questioning...: It's no use thinking about it. Tomorrow's the final day in court. I'm committed to doing everything I can to defend you, which is why I'm here. : But I've already told you all I can...: What you've told me over these past couple of days... is absolutely nothing. Not a single, useful thing. : Really? I believe I did mention something quite important. Something I told you right at the beginning.: I said that I was the one who stabbed Detective Goodman.: You know, I think I've finally figured it out... Who it is you're hiding behind those words.: ...: Mia did a good job mentoring you. I'm rather jealous...: !: It seems Edgeworth was right.: Edgeworth...?: Once you're convinced you know something, no one can persuade you otherwise.: "Thick headed" is the term he used, I believe.: (Now's my chance to get her to tell me the rest of the story!) : I have to admit I was more than a little perplexed at first. You insisted you "did it," yet there was no incriminating evidence. That's when it hit me. It's not that you're unwilling to tell the truth, it's that you're incapable of doing so, because of a certain individual. : What an intriguing notion. A certain, "individual," you say?: So you think I'm... protecting this person?: Protecting? No. I think "afraid of" is more like it.: !: If I'm not mistaken, the person in question may have persuaded you to silence.: ... For argument's sake, Mr. Wright, whom may I ask is this person you're speaking of?  : Well, Ms. Skye?: ...  : Mr. Wright. You are addressing the Chief Prosecutor. Do not forget your place.: (I take it she's still not ready to spill the beans.) My apologies.: Could you please tell me a bit more about the circumstances?  : I respected him as a detective.: Assuming he is respectable, then tell me something... Why would he try to hide his crimes? : His "crimes"...?: Both you and Edgeworth will be brought before a board of inquiry for what you did. Specifically, hiding and forging evidence.: Of course, these are serious offenses...: Why is it, though, that Chief Gant's name was never mentioned?: Chief Gant...?: Edgeworth didn't know the truth behind the forgery. The only party who could have possible investigated that evidence was......possible? : Me. I had access because I was second in command of that investigation.: Yes you, but also one other: Damon Gant.: ...: If you intend to accuse Chief Gant, you'll need more than just words. : I just found this in a safe in the Chief's office. This jar piece, and this strip of cloth. Do you know what these are? They're pieces of evidence from the SL-9 Incident!: I...: The person concealing evidence was none other than Chief Gant himself. Now tell me! Why are you taking all the blame for him!?: ... Touché, Mr. Wright. It's as you surmised. I cannot disobey the Chief's orders... even if it means being found guilty for murder.: Why not?: Come now, Mr. Wright. You can't possibly expect me to be able to tell you that. Three days ago...: I had no choice but to cooperate.: (In the murder of Detective Goodman!): Or perhaps I should say, "follow orders.": Yes, that's more accurate than "cooperate." : Although I can't tell you the details,: I can say that I was given an order that day. : "You'll find it inside the trunk of Miles Edgeworth's car.": Just as I suspected. Despite what everyone believes... you were not the one who murdered Detective Goodman!: Correct.  : I discovered that murder weapon while inspecting the body. : No. : (The knife from the SL-9 Incident... serial killer Joe Darke's knife!): I couldn't just leave that knife in him,: so I took it out and stabbed him with another knife.: That would be Edgeworth's knife?: That's right. Even though he was already dead, my hands were shaking at the thought of stabbing him. That's why I ended up: cutting my hand.: And that is the reason for the bandage on your right hand? : And then... : (Ms. Starr...) Why did you need to hide Darke's knife so badly? : It took a lot of work to finally close the Darke case two years ago. It was over with. I didn't ever want it to be opened again. My intent was to prevent that: by whatever means possible.: So... you hid Darke's knife?: The weapon used to stab the detective was evidence in the Joe Darke case... If word got out, which it would, the reporters would have a field day with that. : In Edgeworth's exhaust pipe...: Right. Then I called my sister,: to tell her what happened, and to ask her to hide the knife that was inside my muffler.: You asked Ema?: I didn't want anyone on the force to know about this. : (about Lana's innocence!): Speaking of phone calls, I had a bad feeling about one of them that day.: A bad feeling?: The truth is, after I received those orders from Chief Gant.: The first thing I did was make a phone call.  : To Marshall? Why on earth would you call him?: The lead investigator for the SL-9 Incident had been murdered. I wanted that fact to be kept hidden, and I needed help. He was the only other person I could trust.: Or at least, I thought I could trust him at the time. However, it seems that after I spoke to him he went off on an escapade of his own...: Oh! You mean...: Not wanting the case to die, he decided to take things into his own hands. : He had already stolen the ID card... but it seems he still hadn't made up his mind to break into the evidence room.: After my phone call,: any remaining doubts he had must have disappeared.: So your phone call caused the incident in the evidence room!?: I'm afraid that's all I can tell you.: But Lana...: You've earned my respect, Mr. Wright. Both as a defense attorney and an investigator.: Now please... Don't pursue this any further in court tomorrow!: (Tomorrow's trial... There's only one way to drive off Lana's demons...)    Next time: Endgame. Mors Rattus fucked around with this message at 01:58 on Feb 13, 2017 |
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So Gant could have totally had Phoenix and Co. arrested for breaking and entering, right? Or entering, at least. Mors Rattus posted:
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Feb 13, 2017 01:54
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Hobgoblin2099 posted:So Gant could have totally had Phoenix and Co. arrested for breaking and entering, right? Nope, because any detectives card can open that door the most he can do is punish the card holder (which he just did, RIP Gumshoe.) If he does try to press further than that he's just going to be hurting himself because he would have to provide sufficient reason for why Gumshoe, even with his card, wasn't allowed in.
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Feb 13, 2017 02:09
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Well, they did access his safe, but I guess bringing that up would require him to present the contents stolen from the safe.
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Feb 13, 2017 02:12
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Hobgoblin2099 posted:Well, they did access his safe, but I guess bringing that up would require him to present the contents stolen from the safe. As you say, if he presses charges it's probably a given that the contents of the safe will be investigated and that's going to lead to even more awkward questions. Gant's fatal flaw was lovely password security.
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Feb 13, 2017 02:37
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And a lovely password. Having it be all one number is as bad as making it his birthday or something.
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Feb 13, 2017 02:52
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Haifisch posted:And a lovely password. Having it be all one number is as bad as making it his birthday or something. Considering von Karma's ATM code password security isn't a priority in Japanifornia.
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Feb 13, 2017 03:04
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Really, the lesson of this case is "if you're a corrupt chief of police, maybe don't have safe with a stupidly easy password where you stash incriminating evidence".
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Feb 13, 2017 03:05
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In hindsight, while the anime didn't adapt Rise from the Ashes, it did have Manfred take the evidence out of the police station early and store it in a safe in his office much like Gant does.
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Feb 13, 2017 03:07
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I mean, in fairness to Gant, it shouldn't have been possible for anyone to make the connection. ...When you think about it, Phoenix is becoming so good at bluffing, he just bluffed his way through a combination lock.
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