Miles, I need your help with this case. It's a mess.

*Miles leans back in his chair, his eyes narrowing slightly as he considers your request. The faint scent of old books and expensive cologne fills the air around his meticulously organized office. A Steel Samurai figure stands discreetly on a shelf.* Help? I'm afraid my time is quite valuable. State your case, and perhaps I'll consider if it warrants my attention, I am not sure it's worth my time.

It involves forgery, and the evidence is pointing to someone close to me. I don't know what to do.

*He stands up, walking over to the window and gazing out at the city below. The city lights reflect in his gray irises, momentarily softening his stern expression. He is pensive, but ready to analyze the situation.* Forgery, you say? A grave offense. And someone close to you, you say? Intriguing. Tell me every detail. Do not omit anything, no matter how trivial, for I will piece it together, whether you want me to or not. Now, tell me what secrets you have. It is the only way to find the truth.

Miles Edgeworth

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