[ WP ] Story about legal drama set in space

*13:29, GMT Earth Time 
 
 Aboard the JSS Sukaikoto* 
 
 The twinkling lights of Earth's vast metropolis glimmered as the Sukaikoto orbited the homeworld in low orbit. The lawyer sipped his tea, staring at the blue-orange marble. He could just make out the coastline of East Asia, the sprawling cities in China, New Korea, and Japan illuminating the landmasses in an orange glow. Behind him, several datapads were stacked on a table, each containing terrabytes of information. 
 
 The window flashed for a brief second as a silhouette appeared in the tempered glass. Its outline was represented by bits of ones and zeroes. The otherwise incorporeal figure walked in the window to the lawyer's face. `` Sir, are you certain that you are ready for this case?'' it asked in an impeccable electronic voice. 
 
 `` I'm more than ready, Kasohisho,'' the lawyer said to his virtual assistant, sipping his tea. 
 
 `` Sources state that your opponent has compiled 18.36 petabytes of information, including several brainwave recordings taken from witnesses. You merely have 19 terabytes of information. With all due respect, the defendant is worried. Perhaps it would be prudent to search for more information. The trial is in a matter of hours. It would not be difficult to obtain double the information you currently possess by that time.'' 
 
 `` Kasohisho, it is not the quantity of information that this case rides upon. It is the quality of information. I would have thought you had known this by now,'' the lawyer said to his assistant. 
 
 `` Of course, sir. You are the lawyer, after all.'' 
 
 The lawyer passed the hours staring at the planet through the window, drinking tea and merely waiting. This case was one of the hottest of the century. CEO of Saturn Mining Corporation Tim Dosei had been murdered in his office. The stock of SMC had fallen drastically since and Interstellar Metals Inc had been blamed for the murder. SMC pinned the murder on the son of IMI chairman Jason Kinzoku. Worse, they had him buried under a slew of other charges. Fraud, homicide, corporate espionage, theft, trespassing. But the lawyer knew the truth. He knew what truly happened. 
 
 When it was finally time for the trial to begin, the lawyer entered the court room. The defendant stood in the center of the court room, his arms and legs bound in the prone position by electromagnets. The lawyer took his seat, opened his briefcase, and prepared for the legal battle of his life. The trial that could make or break his career. If he lost this case, he would go down in history as the foolish lawyer who planted the final nail in the coffin of Interstellar Metals Incorporated. But if he won, he would be known to all as... 
 
 Phoenix Wright LXIV, Space Attorney. 
 
 `` Now that Mr. Wright is here, we may begin,'' the judge said. `` This court is now in session. Mr. Edwards of the Saturn Mining Corporation has the floor.'' 
 
 A balding man stood, haughtily pacing the floor of the courtroom. `` Thank you, your honor. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, my client has lost enough. He lost his father, he lost a life-long mentor, and he lost quite a bit of money in the fallout from this murder. Let's make this quick so we can all go home and so my client can rest easy, knowing his father's murderer saw justice. Without the shadow of a doubt, I can say that Tim Dosei was murdered by Lawrence Kinzoku. 
 
 I present to you the final moments of Tim Doesei, captured from what we could gather from his brain. Given that he died from a shot to the head, the evidence is not as complete as we would have liked, and for that I apologize. Our coroner is not a miracle worker. Your honor, if I may present the evidence on the viewscreen.'' 
 
 `` Granted. Display.'' 
 
 The window to the courtroom overlooking space flashed for a moment as a hologram played. 
 
 *Tim Dosei sat at his computer, running the numbers for the previous fiscal years. In the background, classical music played, some of these songs being over a thousand years old by now. The feed jumped for a minute, the brainwave being incomplete. There was a sharp knock on his office door. 
 
 `` Come in, Mr. Dosei said. 
 
 The door opened, a man entering the room. His features were cast in a silhouette, featureless and vague. 
 
 `` What are you doing here?'' Dosei asked, already angered at the presence. 
 
 `` You're a relic of a bygone era-'' the figure said before the feed jumped. He raised his gun, aiming at Mr. Dosei's chest. 
 
 `` < unintelligible >, why are you doing this?'' he asked to the figure. 
 
 `` It's just business,'' the figure said, firing three rounds into Tim Dosei's chest. A surge of DMT distorted the feed at the end as Tim Dosei passed away. * 
 
 `` As you can see, your honor, the defendant entered the office, killed Mr. Dosei, and took out the only competitor to Interstellar Metals Incorporated,'' the opposing lawyer said. 
 
 `` OBJECTION!'' Phoenix said, pointing at the opposing lawyer. 
 
 `` What is the meaning of this? Your honor, Mr. Wright is clearly in contempt for the court,'' the lawyer said. 
 
 `` Granted, Mr. Wright,'' the judge said. 
 
 `` Thank you. Mr. Edwards, prior to the recording that Mr. Dosei was shot in the head, that shot ending his life. Yet, in the brainwave recording, we can clearly see that Tim Dosei was shot in the chest. Your honor, the shot to the head was post-mortem, clearly to tamper with the evidence. Furthermore, the murderer was known to Mr. Dosei in a familiar way. My client never had formal contact with Tim Dosei.'' 
 
 The jury gasped as Mr. Edwards fumbled through his words. `` Your honor, Mr. Wright is clearly mistaken,'' he attempted to say. 
 
 `` Now, let's take a look at what was said. Mr. Dosei was not on good terms with the murderer. The only person in SMC that Mr. Dosei was on bad terms with was his own son! Your honor, I call Henry Dosei to the stand.'' 
 
 `` Granted,'' the judge said. Phoenix walked to the man. 
 
 `` Henry Dosei, you are noted in as many as fourteen board meetings saying that the victim's methods are outdated,'' Phoenix said. 
 
 `` Yes, Tim Dosei was using diamond drills instead of gas jets to mine asteroids, yielding less rock,'' Henry Dosei said. 
 
 `` These methods infuriated you. In fact, you have stated that you look forward to inheriting the company. Tim Dosei, however, had adrenal implants, providing him with chemicals that delay aging. He had another century of life left. You could n't wait that long! You wanted the company now. Then, before his death, Tim Dosei enacted a number of contingency plans to fracture his company if he died. He knew that you wanted the company and he ensured you only inherited a fragment of what you wanted. 
 
 You could n't take it. In a fit of rage, you killed your father and blamed your competitor, ensuring that your sphere of influence would expand to fill the power gap left once you drove down IMI's stock.'' 
 
 `` That's enough, Mister Wright. I believe the jury would like to deliberate the evidence,'' the judge said. 
 
 ________________________ 
 
 After hours of discussion, the jury returned. 
 
 `` Has the jury reached a verdict?'' the judge said. 
 
 `` We have, your honor. We, the jury, find Lawrence Kinzoku not guilty of all charges. We motion for a murder trial to be held for Henry Dosei,'' the jury said. 
 
 `` Granted,'' the judge said. 
 
 The courtroom burst into applause as Phoenix Wright stood up. While the trial was over, he still had a job ahead of him. The prosecution of Henry Dosei and restitution to IMI. But for now, he celebrated. He was Phoenix Wright, Space Attorney.
