Miles slighty jumped at the voice [i]"In the name of the World Economic Consortium, identify yourselves."[/i] Was what it said. His head turned to look at the source of the voice. And red metal suit stood before him. "Huh?" He muttered, his voice stumbling. He straightened up, and instinctively glared at The Silencer. "Edgeworth, Miles Edgeworth. Prosector." Replied the cold Englishman. He heard another voice, talking to some 'Johnny' almost delirious-like. He snapped "Does this look like America to you, son? Anyways, who's Johnny?" He asked. His face showed no emotion. He had learned to always glare, for extra intimidation.

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