007 | [video; useless filtering] | November 27, morning
[filtered to Manfred von Karma]
[But since Manfred's been sent back by BREW, this might as well be sent to nobody. Still, she tries. Just in case. Leaving no stone unturned.]
And you told me working with that Edgeworth boy would bring about a disaster. [a haughty smile] I told you I'd be able to handle him, didn't I?
I'd gladly report to you personally, right here and right now, but I have a written report just in case. I guess this means that I deserve an answer to my question, am I right?
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[filtered to everyone else]
[aka everyone. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU.
Now, on a more serious note. Her voice is calm, eerily so. She has her arms crossed over her chest. Her eyes are closed, but not forcefully so.]
In case you don't know, a man named Manfred von Karma is-- was in Death City until recently. I've checked his room and found nothing. That in itself is a clue. He has left none of his belongings, no notes, not even a corpse. There have been fingerprints. His and his alone. I can prove that he was here.
[She squeezes her left shoulder, a tell-tale sign that she is definitely more irritated than she would like to admit.]
Until BREW, most likely, took him away.
If you have any information on this man's whereabouts and his activities while he was still in Death City, do let me know. [She opens her eyes and smiles. It's a sardonic smile and to be perfectly honest, it was too much effort to pretend that she felt like smiling anyway. It was more out of formality than anything.] You're not going to deprive a woman information on her own father, are you?
This goes for you too, Miles Edgeworth. I know you know something.
[But since Manfred's been sent back by BREW, this might as well be sent to nobody. Still, she tries. Just in case. Leaving no stone unturned.]
And you told me working with that Edgeworth boy would bring about a disaster. [a haughty smile] I told you I'd be able to handle him, didn't I?
I'd gladly report to you personally, right here and right now, but I have a written report just in case. I guess this means that I deserve an answer to my question, am I right?
----
[filtered to everyone else]
[aka everyone. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU.
Now, on a more serious note. Her voice is calm, eerily so. She has her arms crossed over her chest. Her eyes are closed, but not forcefully so.]
In case you don't know, a man named Manfred von Karma is-- was in Death City until recently. I've checked his room and found nothing. That in itself is a clue. He has left none of his belongings, no notes, not even a corpse. There have been fingerprints. His and his alone. I can prove that he was here.
[She squeezes her left shoulder, a tell-tale sign that she is definitely more irritated than she would like to admit.]
Until BREW, most likely, took him away.
If you have any information on this man's whereabouts and his activities while he was still in Death City, do let me know. [She opens her eyes and smiles. It's a sardonic smile and to be perfectly honest, it was too much effort to pretend that she felt like smiling anyway. It was more out of formality than anything.] You're not going to deprive a woman information on her own father, are you?
This goes for you too, Miles Edgeworth. I know you know something.