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Before the living. Before the learning. Before the lawsuits.
There was one Ace Attorney.
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Also, please note: this is a story about a murder case, so there will be some violence such as shooting or stabbing a victim. I've seen this in multiple other stories before, so I don't think it will be that bad, but it is always good to take a precaution. There will be some pictures of the murder and other scenes for the purpose of showing evidence so the readers can go solve the contradictions in the witnesses' testimonies. More information about this can be found in the review topic.
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August 3rd, 8:23 PM
University of Taone
Dorm Room 229
University of Taone
Dorm Room 229
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It was her fault.
She was the one who did it. Not him. Oh no, not him at all. She was the one who threatened him, saying that she was going to go to the authorities. He was only trying to stop her from damaging his credibility, but she forced him to do it. It was her fault that he had pulled the trigger, not his.
He was innocent.
But they wouldn’t see it that way, would they? No, no they wouldn’t. People would have heard the gunshot and come running and they would think it was his fault. He needed something, someone. Someone who would get him out of this horrid mess.
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He heard sounds from the other end of the hall. Oh no, not the guards. Not them, he wasn’t ready yet.
He stole a quick look out the door breathed a sigh of relief. Good. It wasn’t them. It was the janitor. Only the janitor.
He could use him, couldn’t he? He was only a janitor, he had nothing to lose. It wouldn’t have any harm done. And he would get away scot free.
He had to try.
He had worn gloves, so his fingerprints weren’t on the weapon. She always kept her window open, so as long as no one saw him…
There was no time to think. Hearing a call of “Hello? Is everything alright?” he leapt through the window, grabbing a branch of the nearby tree to help steady his fall, but the branch was too weak and with a large crack it splintered. He tumbled to the ground and ran in the other direction, around the dormitory.
Running up to the second floor again, he found what he was hoping for: the janitor in the room, dumbfounded at the sight of the dead body. It was a shame to do this to him, but he had no other choice.
He had to do it.
“Guards!” he yelled, “Over here! This man…he killed her!”
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