The police staff finish leaving, and now it's just our group in the warehouse. "Well, all that aside, we should investigate what we can while we have the chance." I guess I'm holding on to it for now.Įdgeworth adjusts his cravat and clears his throat. Marshall hands the Newspaper to Maya, who throws it in with all of my other evidence. It would make a great addition to my Steel Samurai shrine at home, the 'Wall of Neo Olde Tokyo.'" Maya lights up at the mention of her favorite hero. This weekend, Pac-Man Meets the Steel Samurai is predicted to explode at the box office, blowing the Emoji Movie and everything else out of the water.'" "Says here, 'Things are looking way, way down for the Emoji Movie, which performed horribly both critically and commercially. Marshall is a surprisingly good narrator, despite his accent. "Well, let's read the rest of it!" Maya encourages. "I'm quickly losing my patience with these ghastly emoticons." fecal icons, one on either side of the text," he reads, before covering his face with his hand. The title is just 'Emoji Movie is a Stinker', and it has two of those. "Well, let's have a gander."Įdgeworth looks at the title of the center article. Marshall takes it and unbends it to look at the front page. The force and I wanted you to take a look at the only item we found on the security guard's person." Gumshoe gets our attention in the meantime. The police are likely focused more on packing back up and heading back to the police station, or the morgue, to inspect the actual body itself for clues. They've probably gleaned as much information as they could from the fall and moved on. Detective Gumshoe raised the point earlier: the area the body fell does feel rather irrelevant. The more I think about it, the more it makes sense. Rather, they seem mostly focused on packing their equipment and supplies, as if they're trying to wrap up and leave as fast as possible. The police oblige his wishes and let us move as a group into the building to inspect the crime scene.ĭozens of investigators and police staff bolt around this way and that in frantic movements, but they aren't paying attention to the area the body was found in any particular capacity, which strikes me as odd. "Easy, there, pardner, these folks are with me," Prosecutor Marshall asserts. "Hey, you can't go in there!" an officer warns us. "Well, let's head on inside already! Time's wasting!" Maya pressures us. "It may be handy to keep the photo around anyway, just in case." "I guess that means I won't be using this to find out any clues or glaring contradictions any time soon." We still don't know what happened on the second floor, or what the scene would have looked like before the collapse." "It's just a photograph of the body, not the actual crime scene, though. "Sure, pal," Gumshoe answers, handing over the Crime Scene Photograph to add to my evidence. "Alright, now that we've gotten a good look at it, mind if I hold onto that photograph, detective?" The marks look almost like shoe prints, though there are so many overlapping ones that there's no way anyone could distinguish the pattern of the shoe that caused the marks. Imprints from blunt impacts all over his body have left him looking squished paper-thin. The unfortunate soul looks like he was run over by a stampede. I guess it's up to me to analyze this crap. Jake won't even look at the photo anymore. He was one of those emojis," Gumshoe explains. "Ok, I'm going to be the one to point out the elephant in the room," I announce, "Why are we looking at a picture of poop?" ![]() something laying on the floor, contorted. In the photograph, most of the objects that had fallen on top of the body had been carefully lifted and moved to the sides to reveal what was underneath them. "Sure do! Here, take a look," the detective replies, taking out a photograph. ![]() "Y'all got a picture of the body, I reckon?" Marshall uses his teeth to bite the lid off of his flask with a pop, and he spits it away. "The poor guy was pretty bent out of shape, literally. "The autopsy is underway as we speak, Mr. "And what do we know about the murder so far?" It's a miracle the body wasn't crushed!"Įdgeworth dusts off his jacket, having caught his breath. "They've recovered the body from underneath a pile of burnt debris which came crashing down," the detective explains, "When the catwalk and security office came down, it knocked a few shipping crates over with it. Even he's a tad winded after such a long sprint. "Detective, what's the *cough* situation?" Edgeworth asks. Edgeworth, Marshall, Maya, and I all run as fast as our legs can take us.Īs we make it to the perimeter of the warehouse, we're greeted by Detective Gumshoe's voice as he turns to see us. The Justice Center is only a few blocks away from the warehouse district, so those of us relevant to the case book it like lightning. *cough cough* we've really got to *huff* get in shape." Maya struggles to find the air to speak to me.
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