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You placed your briefcase onto the counter of the prosecutor's bench, opening it and taking out the evidence laid out by the chief prosecutor Miles Edgeworth. You took out everything, fresh in the ziploc bags.
From where you stood, you felt eyes on you.
You glanced up to see the innocent look of Phoenix Wright. When you caught eye contact with him, he quickly flushed and looked down, embarrassed. You smiled.
If only you didn't have such vastly different viewpoints.