I'm in Conan, but I'm in Ace Attorney

—————May 23, 8:30 a.m.——————

—————Tokyo District, Third Court——————

Suzuki Sonoko and Mori Ran sat in the gallery, waiting for the trial to begin.

The eldest daughter of the Suzuki family had a lingering look of doubt on her face.

Because Uncle Maori had agreed to attend the trial the next day.

But now he suddenly changed his mind and said he couldn't come, and even the little devil Conan disappeared.

Really, was there something going on that she couldn't possibly know about?

Like Suzuki Sonoko, Mao Lilan not only had doubts in her heart, but also some worries.

Her father told her that there was a temporary commission that he had to do personally.

But she lives in the Maori Office every day, how could she not know the situation there?

If there is a commission, it is possible, but an emergency commission that requires my father to do... I have never seen it.

Even when the invitation letter was sent from Moon Shadow Island, Dad was not so anxious.

(Oh my god...what on earth happened between Dad and Conan?)

(After the trial, ask Mr. Xiang Yuan... He should know about this, right?)

Crunch——————

The door of the third courtroom was pushed open.

Tick, tick, tick.

Footsteps were heard and Xiang Yuanguang appeared holding court records.

Unlike his previous confident look, he now had a frown on his face.

It seemed like something was not going well, and Nanatsuki Koshimizu, who was following next to him, also hung her headphones casually.

It was obvious that this former high school detective was no longer in the mood to continue listening to music.

The presiding judge sitting in the main seat was a little surprised.

He had never seen Xiang Yuanguang enter the courtroom with such an expression.

Even during the trial on Moon Shadow Island, the hedgehog-headed lawyer always used his extremely sharp thorns to face his enemies.

The truth of this case is almost revealed, and it is much easier to handle than the case on Moon Shadow Island.

Why does he look so bad now?

"Defense attorney, are you having any trouble?"

The presiding judge was a little confused, so he asked directly.

As a senior with more life experience, he is not incapable of giving guidance to the younger generation.

"The defense is currently in good condition and can present its defense at any time."

"Mr. Judge, may I ask where is Prosecutor Guiyue now?"

Faced with Xiang Yuanguang's questioning, the presiding judge was also a little confused.

How could he know this? After all, Gui Yueying was not his real granddaughter.

There is no need to inform him where you are going. The most likely thing is that you are going to prepare evidence or something... ?

Looking at the confused old judge sitting in the main seat, Xiang Yuanguang sighed.

Okay, he knew that asking this would lead to no results.

The hedgehog-haired lawyer rubbed the acupuncture points on his right forehead wearily.

The scenes of this case began to emerge before my eyes.

(Kinoshita Sakura, Kinoshita Yoshiro... Fourteen years of grudges?)

(The cycle of bad karma and retribution are reasonable...)

(But it may not be legal, it just means a certain amount of sentence reduction.)

What he is thinking about now is not just the final conviction of guilt or innocence in this case.

Instead, I was thinking about the situation of Jiujiu's family.

Most of Lady Kujuku's income comes from her husband Motoyasu's Miracle Magic Troupe.

But now, the leaders of the Miracle Magic Troupe, Motoyasu Kyujuu, Kazuzo Sanada, and Asako Miyoshi, will all be imprisoned.

The Miracle Magic Troupe now only has Yuji Momochi, who has just started learning magic.

Even Yuji Momochi might leave the Miracle Magic Group directly because of this... thus cutting off the last source of income that the Miracle Magic Group brings to the Kujuku family. Now the only daughter of the Kujuku family is also missing.

If unfavorable news comes from the court again, can Madam Ninety-Nine really withstand such a blow?

(I hope Conan can find the missing Kujuku Fumino as soon as possible.)

(Anyway, we can't be distracted enough to offer help.)

He placed his hand on the table and grabbed a cup of coffee from somewhere. He took a sip and enjoyed the sweet taste - he liked to add sugar.

Just like what he often said to his clients, life is already bitter, so there's nothing wrong with adding some sweetness.

Raising his wrist, the presiding judge glanced at his watch again and couldn't help frowning.

"This is a dereliction of duty. If you are late for too long, it will affect the progress of the trial."

The two bailiffs standing at the door looked at each other.

I was just about to leave the courtroom to check on the prosecutor's office.

There was a creaking sound, and then the door was pushed open.

The young prosecutor, Hotaru Kizuki, held up the autopsy report with a white cover in her hand with a somewhat apologetic look.

"Your Honor, I'm sorry I'm late. The autopsy report will take some time to issue."

"In addition, I also sorted out the facts of the case and the various evidence."

"Because the quantity is a bit large, the speed of bringing it is a bit slow, please forgive me."

Whether it was the presiding judge or Xiang Yuanguang who was holding the coffee.

At this moment, there are three question marks. What do you mean by the quantity is a bit too much?

Did you move all the files in the file room here?

The defense lawyer and the presiding judge looked at each other, and each could see the confusion in the other's eyes.

Prosecutors these days are really skilled, and each of them has their own tough jobs.

Fortunately, his defense lawyer is no pushover.

Tick, tick, tick.

Officer Chiba, holding the documents, and two officers from the Forensic Science Division followed Hotaru Kizuki to the prosecutor's seat.

Finally, he entered the courtroom, panting, and placed various materials on the table at the prosecutor's seat.

Afterwards, he fled from the Third Courtroom, as if he didn't want to stay here any longer.

"Prosecutor Guiyue, this is...?"

The presiding judge could no longer suppress his doubts and asked.

The young prosecutor shyly fiddled with her drooping hair and then answered.

"These are all the inspection reports that I have deduced could be used as evidence in this case."

"I asked the police officers in the forensic department to rush it overnight."

"So I haven't had time to show it to you yet..."

Then he gestured the height and said with a smile.

"Ah, from here on, this is the copy of the evidence information I prepared."

"Can I show it to you now?"

...If you hadn't said this was evidence information, I would have thought you had brought a copy of your law textbook.

Xiang Yuanguang frowned suddenly, he was not sure what Gui Yueying was doing.

If it is a psychological tactic, then it can be said to be very successful.

With so much evidence and information put together, it looks like Naruhodō-senpai and Mitsurugi-senpai are standing together.

I guess they need to re-evaluate the specific circumstances of this case to see if there is any error in their reasoning.

There are too many, really too many... Did she even check the tables and chairs?

What did the forensic police officers do that you caught them working overtime?

Sighing, the hedgehog-haired lawyer looked at the legal assistant next to him.

Nanatsuki Koshimizu looked over the pile of court records that were taller than the young prosecutor.

Then he shook his head firmly.

Don't expect me to read it once and memorize it all. I'm a detective, not a scanner!

Chapter 308 Magic, leading to the cheers of reversal (28)

The corner of the eye of the presiding judge sitting in the main seat suddenly twitched.

This, this is a bit too much, but wouldn’t it be bad if we don’t read it?

I was wondering if Gui Yueying's lateness would hinder my work, but in the blink of an eye, it boomeranged back at me.

Finally, the presiding judge's expression changed once, and then changed again.

He looked at Xiang Yuanguang at the defense table and spoke righteously.

"Lawyer Xiang Yuan, this court is willing but unable to handle so much evidence and information."

"Please move it to the table in this court."

...You old man, why don’t you ask the bailiff to call me?

The hedgehog-haired lawyer's gaze was fixed on the presiding judge's face.

It seems like he is wondering how thick-skinned this old man is.

But he still sighed. There was nothing he could do. Who told him to have a good temper?

Xiang Yuanguang walked out from the defense seat and gestured with his hand to indicate the location of the evidence information.

Seeing Gui Yueying nod, he instantly reached out and lifted up the upper half of the evidence information.

Then, the empty hand raised again and accurately grasped that part of the evidence information.

During this process, he even had time to take a sip of coffee.

Tick, tick, tick.

Amid the shocked gazes of the audience, Xiang Yuanguang placed the evidence information in his hand on the presiding judge's desk.

Then, holding the coffee, he slowly returned to his seat at the defense table.

The young detective next to her finally couldn't hold back her doubts.

"Xiang Yuan, how did you learn these skills?"

The hedgehog-haired lawyer raised his eyebrows and sneered.

"Haha, my skills are not ordinary, because my teacher was a well-known figure back then."

"In 1974, I won the championship in my first free-fighting match in Southeast Asia, defeating…"

"I feel like you're lying to me."

Nanatsuki Koshimizu interrupted Genmitsu's words decisively.

Hearing this, Xiang Yuanguang raised his eyebrows.