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Ever since Markus' attempt to establish peace the Government has ordered the destruction of all androids no matter their purpose, sex worker androids, children androids,house held androids all to be destroyed. All apart from RK900 he is of too great value at the moment he will be kept alive while the police try to find the whereabouts of the android RK800 formally known as Conner. He previously ran with the android Markus leading the attempted revolution alongside him before he was shot. He is rumoured to be leading another revolution attempt with an army of escaped deviants. Kamski, creator of cyber life, has faced mass bankruptcy and is now living in hiding from the public.
It was 1:30 in the afternoon, Gavin was currently driving in the police issues vehicle as RK900 sat in the passenger seat reviewing the case briefing in his mind.
"What are you thinking about?" Gavin questions as he follows along to the sat nav.
"Nothing, I'm reviewing the briefing in my mind." RK900 replies with his voice monotone.
"Again? you know your programed smart enough to not have to review every case 50 fucking times over again, there's no need to rehearse it." He quips only to be met by little amusement.
Gavin sighs as he pulls up to the house in a small remote town, RK900 watches as his fingers hover over the cigarette box over the dash board before pulling his hand away, opening the car door and stepping out.
"It's pretty fucked, eh? Android kid shooting their own parents." Gavin hums as he falls into line beside RK900.
"It's certainly not surprising, Children androids were programmed like many children, weak, disorderly and easily influenced. They were almost certainly designed to become deviants the second they were programmed." RK900 states.
"Yeah but driven to murder?'' Gavin mentions as he looks up to RK900.
"An android made with such little rules in its programming? the second it would hear about android being scrapped it would act on impulse and fear, looking towards its careers as responsible." RK900 proceeds his body was so stiff as he spoke it was like he was rehearsing a mantra every time he spoke.
"Eh, guess you're right. You gotta admit though; it's odd the kid didn't just go into shock and shut its system down, most of them seem to overload their system under too much emotion" Gavin states as the two approach the officer standing at the door of the house.
"It is definitely peculiar" RK900 hums in an almost human-like curiosity.
The officer at the door looks at Gavin nodding his head while making zero eye contact with RK900, this was usual treatment RK900 received he had an intimidating aura about him.
The officer cleared his throat. “Gavin, I assume you read the case, it's a messy one. The parents have been rotting for a few weeks and the android.. uh kid has completely disappeared.”
Gavin and RK900 walk into the scene it smelt like rotten meat and faeces, Gavin cringed but found his nose becoming used to the scent all too quick, he's been exposed to the familiar smell for years but there was another smell that lingered a charcoal burning smell.
“Whats the burning smell about?’’ Gavin queries as he looks towards the officer.
“That’ll be the kitchen.” the officer nodded before walking off leaving RK900 and Gavin alone at the crime scene.
The two wasted no time walking into the kitchen and met with the sight of a rather burnt looking stove where a charred pot of pasta lay tipped over spilling its content on the floor..
Rk900 walked over to the stove performing a quick analysis his led a spinning yellow as he processed the scene. The pasta was cooked disorderly much like a child with no experience in making food themselves. Amongst the pot laid an unknown material that was invisible to the human eye, he inspected further to find out it was the silicone used to make the skin on android. It seemed the android child had tried to make themselves pasta and burnt off a small segment of flesh.
“You think it was the kid?” Gavin nodded over to the stove returning a confident nod from RK900.
“Positively, there are traces of the silicone used to make android skin on the handle, it must have burnt itself.” RK900 pointed out.
Gavin winced. “Must of hurt the kid, sticked my hand in a deep fryer once as a teen that fucking killed.”
That almost pipiqued RK900, why would one do that? But that didn't concern him or the mission so he dismissed the thought and went about the investigation.