Tokyo Trickster

"Hurry up and go to the police station, go to court, and transfer to a juvenile detention center."

Amamiya Lian pretended not to hear and said, "Can you recommend a lawyer with good value for money? I don't need to help collect evidence, I just need to be able to use my language skills at a critical moment and explain the cause of the case to the judge."

Alice complained that there are no lawyers with good value for money... Eh? There really are some.

This one is cheap and excellent.

She found one that met Amamiya Ren's needs among various materials.

He is a "new" lawyer named Naruhodō Ryuichi.

A man who stirred up a storm in the court less than a year after his debut.

"The exercise time is over, we have to hurry back to the police station." The policeman sitting in the passenger seat finished smoking and came over to tell Amamiya Lian in a soft voice, "There will be media coverage during our interrogation, so it will definitely not be strict. Please give me some face and go back to the car early."

After a moment's thought, Amamiya Ren agreed.

"Universe Superman, wake up, I am..." The alarm rang at an inopportune moment. After Amamiya Ren complained about his alarm and decided to change it tomorrow, he saw the note on the phone screen.

Oh no, this will make the guardian very worried...

He thought about it for a moment and finally answered the call.

"Amamiya, I believe you are..."

"Mr. Sakura, you seem to know what I've been through..."

The two spoke at the same time.

Amamiya Ren sighed, "I'm sorry, Mr. Sakura, but I'll have to postpone the dinner party I promised to have at your house for a little longer."

"You little rascal, save some energy. Don't forget that your classmates live in the attic of the coffee shop. Why do you get yourself involved in mediating a family conflict?" Sakura Jiawei hinted that he was a hopeless case.

Amamiya Ren replied with a wry smile and then hung up the phone.

They soon arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department, where his lawyer had been waiting for a long time.

He was a man with hair that looked as if it had been ironed flat, a strong build, and wearing a suit and tie.

He walked straight up to shake hands and seemed to be a man of upright character.

"Hello, I'm the director of Phoenix Wright Law Firm. Phoenix Wright Ryuichi."

The weather is dry: the setting of "Ryuichi Naruhodō" explained

The character Naruhodō Ryuichi in this book is adapted from the image of the "Trickster" in "Ace Attorney 4".

The setting that allows the player to cast magic in the court (fog) has been deleted, such as blowing wind, staring wind, finger-playing wind, and a series of wind walker spells are all gone. It has become a little more realistic.

In addition, Naruhodō Ryuichi will join the team ()

Over.

089. Justice of the Trickster (4K)

Standing in front of a huge building made of marble and glass, this is the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, a symbol of the majesty and enforcement power of a country's judicial system.

The lawyer in a suit tightened his tie, and his expression suddenly became less serious and solemn.

Naruhodō smiled brightly. He moved closer to Amamiya Ren and lowered his voice, "You are...the disciple of Beimu Nizhou, right?"

"Mr. Naruhodō?" Amamiya Ren suddenly realized, "Teacher has always said that the psychic's partner is you..."

"Hush," the lawyer patted the minor's shoulder, revealing a bit of cunning that didn't match his upright appearance. "You make money from this, so you must know more than me. I'm just a law student who reads from a book and has just started his career. I have a basic understanding of legal provisions and defense."

Since they were both studying under a fraudster, it was no surprise that they knew Alice. Hackers who were at the top level in both network intrusion and defense were always familiar with those who hid in the shadows of society to make profits. The two sides were bound by a solid interest relationship, employing and assisting each other.

Naruhodō wiped his nose and said, "After knowing that the client was you, I made full preparations. Don't worry."

Amamiya Ren did not ask what he meant by "preparation". They were all in the same industry, so some things could be understood tacitly.

"I will transfer every penny of the commission to your account."

"It's amazing that you've achieved financial freedom at the age of a high school student. When I was your age, I only knew how to study hard."

The lawyer adjusted his expression, then opened the door, walked in front of Amamiya Ren, and was the first to be scrutinized by the police officers.

"Amamiya Ren, right?" The policewoman sitting at the counter was writing something in a small notebook, "Suspected of burglary, theft..."

She stared at Amamiya Ren's face for a long time before silently swallowing the sarcastic words she had prepared. Although she had originally wanted to defend Mr. Madarame's experience, she felt a lump in her throat after meeting this genius writer, as if any rebuke would be blasphemy.

"You..." The policewoman who liked Japanese paintings thought for a moment, and her tone became gentle unconsciously, "Azu, take them to the interrogation room in the back. Mr. Madarame's lawyer has been waiting for a long time."

The police officer who was chatting with Naruhodō agreed, and then asked casually, "Ms. Kobayakawa, did you take a record of Mr. Madarame's report?"

"Yes, the security company has already sent the recording."

"Is that so? The attempted theft of Sayuri is already a severe punishment based on the amount of money. Maybe you will be sent to a juvenile detention center?" The police officer blinked twice at Amamiya Renta.

Naruhodō glanced at the surveillance camera above his head that was being repaired and secretly gave the police officer a thumbs up.

They walked and talked, as if deliberately wanting others to hear clearly, "But I heard that Mr. Madarame's reputation is so high that some people are jealous. Recently, many people have spread rumors that all his works are plagiarized."

"How is this possible? Mr. Naruhodō, please don't spread rumors in the Metropolitan Police Department. Mr. Madarame is the hope of the Japanese painting world." Officer Asuke said seriously.

"Sorry! It's my mistake!" Naruhodō Ryuichi admitted his mistake respectfully, looking like a fool.

In the open interrogation room a little further away, the middle-aged lawyer, who had already become impatient and was about to leave, said arrogantly to the police officer Asuke who was coming, "Mr. Madarame's reputation is worth a thousand gold. I hope the Metropolitan Police Department can give an explanation to the people of Tokyo and the Japanese art world. Otherwise, the next time we meet will be in court. By then, the Metropolitan Police Department will surely be criticized and questioned a lot, right?"

Officer Asuke had anticipated this situation and said the same old cliché, "The Japanese police will definitely not let the Japanese people down."

He politely led Amamiya Ren into the interrogation room. It was true that Madarame Ikryusai was a great painter, and Amamiya Ren was also well-known as a published author and a rising idol.

Facing the police superintendent sitting in the interrogation room and handling the case, Naruhodō's first words overturned the entire case.

"I must provide you with Amamiya Ren's alibi."

The young lawyer looked righteous, and he pounded the table with a look of anguish, as if he had put himself in the shoes of the victim. That's right, in his description, Amamiya Ren was the victim.

The superintendent was furious. "According to what you said, the thief who intended to steal Sayuri was only Madarame Ikryusai's adopted son Kitagawa Vsuke? Is this credible? Is it reasonable? The victim has already explained the whole story clearly. It was Amamiya Ren who bewitched and instigated Kitagawa to participate in his theft plan!"

Naruhodō stared at him stubbornly, "I think there's something hidden behind this! I have evidence!"

The police inspector looked at Amamiya Ren again and again, and thought that this guy was also a big trouble, so he did not forcefully arrange to close the case directly, "Bring out the evidence."

Naruhodō Ryuichi immediately became excited. He shook Amamiya Ren's shoulders, "Amamiya! Cheer up! We still have a chance to prove your innocence!"

The person involved did not say anything, but just covered his face in pain, as if he was so moved that he was almost crying.

In fact, Amamiya Ren was trying to hold back her laughter.

They then played a recording of a conversation between Madarame Ikryusai and Kitagawa Vsuke. The content of the recording will undoubtedly completely subvert people's perception of the great painter Madarame.

The source of the recording is said to be Natsuhiko Nakanohara, who was once driven out of the studio by Madarame.

This is a key point that can withstand consideration. Mr. Nakanohara's workplace is not far from Madarame's studio. There are no surveillance cameras in the old community. Once asked, this young man who hates Madarame will definitely not be stingy with the opportunity for revenge.

Then, Amamiya Ren took out a selfie of herself in a street corner cafe in the rain, long after she had left the studio at the time of the incident. The selfie was of course fake, and it was just as much a false evidence as "Nakanohara Natsuhiko's self-exposure" that could withstand investigation.

Amamiya Ren looked at the superintendent with a look of sincere trust.

In Naruhodō's eyes there was a complex mixture of anticipation and helplessness, as if he was saying: I have tried my best to help you.

The two people talked a lot and could investigate all the evidence, but they couldn't come up with a single true story.

This combination of skills made the police superintendent handling the case somewhat unconscious. After being speechless for a while, he finally cancelled his original plan of "closing the case early and leaving get off work early" and chose to reopen the case.

Just as Wright said, Amamiya Ren left the Metropolitan Police Department safely. The brown-haired boy hurried past the door dragging a silver suitcase, and soon got on a private luxury car and disappeared in the misty rain. Wright stood behind Amamiya Ren, staring at him until he disappeared.

......

Given Madarame Ikryusai's influence in Japan, it would be extremely difficult to repel the opponent's attack. In order to avoid being disturbed in his career and studies, delaying the conclusion of the case is the best option.

As long as Amamiya Ren can make Madarame Ikryusai repent before the second case is filed, all problems will be solved.

He walked in the heavy rain with an umbrella open.

The water curtain flows on the glass cabinet of the vending machine. Beep, beep... the Dr. Pepper selection button is touched.

Amamiya Ren took her drink and saw the mud spots on her trouser legs and shoes. The white and neat brand-name sneakers had dirt spreading like flowers on the shiny white heels.

The puddles on the ground were dotted by the rain into countless ripples, rippling and overflowing, just like the famous painting "Sayuri". Many people say that "Sayuri" is the "Mona Lisa" of Japan, because the heroine in the painting always looks at the emptiness between her crossed hands with a mysterious smile. With different moods, you can taste different feelings from this painting. Amamiya Ren does not have a deep understanding of painting.

However, the ability called "Eyes of Fool" given to Amamiya Ren by the "Fool" card gave him an illusion that Sayuri was a defective item.

It's not a flaw, it's incomplete. But compared to "Venus de Milo", "The Victory of Samothrace", "The Rosetta Stone"... "Sayuri" is not an amazing work.

Its charm comes from the mystery of the heroine's smile. People don't understand her tenderness and thoughtfulness, and what her all-consuming emotions are directed to.

I can only blindly speculate on one possibility. Perhaps it is worshiping the "empty state" in Buddhism, or perhaps it is thinking of the beauty deep in my memory.

Through Madarame Ichiryusai's methods, this incomplete work was pushed to the value it should have. Many people say that Sayuri is priceless.

Amamiya Ren handed the Dr. Pepper in his hand to Sakamoto Ryuji who rushed to his side with an umbrella. "What are you doing here?"

"I heard from Mr. Sakura that you are in big trouble..."

"This isn't something you can help with."

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"Hey! The feelings between friends can't be materialized by interests!" The yellow-haired man said something that he himself didn't quite understand. In short, he sounded like a cultured person.

Amamiya Ren felt that this habit of using words and sentences was inexplicably familiar, a bit like herself.

"Don't worry, the matter has been resolved. The Metropolitan Police Department has not charged me with any crime."

"What? I didn't expect the police to be so fair..." Sakamoto Ryuji added, "Ah. I mean when big shots bully ordinary people."

"Ahem," Amamiya Ren coughed. He hadn't recovered from his cold yet. "If you have time, can you go to the bookstore in Shibuya and borrow me a copy of The Detective Mysteries of Arsene Lupin?"

"Oh, leave it to me!"

"Thank you very much. I'm going to go to Dr. Takemi's clinic to continue resting."

Amamiya Ren rubbed his swollen eyes, hunched over in the pouring rain, and walked away with his umbrella.

The pitch-black umbrella cover was like a sharp sword, cutting through the rain curtain without stopping. The raindrops seemed to have broken off and were floating randomly in the wind, sprinkling my whole body wet and making me feel uncomfortably cold.

Naruhodō tied his umbrella and walked into the office building. On the door of an office was a plastic sign that read "Nruhodō Law Firm". A decent-looking girl sat on the sofa in the office, with long black hair falling down to her waist. She was also wearing a kimono with various sacrificial accessories, much like the kind of shrine maiden who would dance to congratulate the gods at a ceremony.

In fact, this person is indeed related to the "witch".

He is a psychic who possesses "spiritual powers" and is said to have a real record of exorcising demons.

Her name is Mayoi Ayazato, a member of the "Narbuto Law Firm" and perhaps she could call herself the vice-president.

The "medium" mentioned by Beimunishu is Miss Ayazato Mayoi.

She looked at Naruhodō who had returned to the office and asked, "Why are you so obsessed with that boy?"

"I always feel like he's looking at me." Naruhodō Ryuichi said with a smile, "He's just like me, we're both people who can turn our backs on the secular world for the sake of justice."

"Justice..." Mayoi Ayazato muttered, "Your methods are 'evil tricks'."

Naruhodō pondered for a few seconds, and his signature bright smile faded. "It can't be helped. After all, everyone is risking their lives for money, power, or pure pleasure. If we don't abandon some outdated ideas, we won't be able to protect our client in court or even help him escape from a false charge."

"You rarely say these things to me. Kurusu Akatsuki has a profound impact on you." Ayazato Mayoi was not very familiar with the name Amamiya Ren, but she knew Kurusu Akatsuki.

"He's the most gifted liar I've ever met." Phoenix Wright's mood became high when he thought of the "genius detective" he had met in front of the Metropolitan Police Department not long ago. "I've seen many good liars, especially those who can even deceive themselves with their lies, but Amamiya Ren is different. He always instinctively weaves lies into one knot after another, and finally connects the knots to form a strong big net to trap the prey. And he is the only predator in this net."

However, such a guy who is so good at lying actually hates lying the most.

Naruhodō sighed a little.

"Why? You mean you are the same?"

"Ah, no, actually I envy him that he can earn his own money and afford private legal counsel and defense at the age of high school."

The lawyer scratched his short, gel-like hair and said, "I don't think I will ever be rich and famous in this life. Maybe my most sincere wish is to find ways to help those who are in need and struggling in the dark."

"You've walked into the mud, so how can you not get covered in mud?" Mayoi Ayazato waved her hand, indicating that the topic was too heavy for her, a minor, to listen to.

"Compared to these, next time you meet, can you help me get Mr. Qi Xiao's autograph?"

The medium's eyes suddenly lit up, and she pulled out from somewhere a complete set of Shoeisha's novel magazines that serialized Amamiya Ren's new book, as well as a hardcover edition of "The Town of Sack Rivers".

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, hitting the glass surface with a crackling sound. It was messy and hysterical.

Just like the table full of painting supplies that Madarame had overturned.

The angry old man stood in the empty studio, looking at the fake "Sayuri" which was covered with cat claw marks, and almost suffocated.

Dry weather: Take a day off and adjust your schedule

The final exams are finally about to begin.