∆ "I...i'm No Deviant!" ∆Connor X Reader

∆chapter three // The first case∆

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"Hello Connor, my name is Y/N the android sent by cyberlife" she smiled back at Connor and returned back trying to think of soemthing else to say.
                    
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Hank snickered slightly as he watched the two Android's suffered to make conversation, "yes I think we'll be quite compatible as a team and hopefully we can grow a bond" she said awkwardly.

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Hank

"Hank....is there any reason why he despises of my presence?" She asked a little bit slower to pick the right words in case lieutenant was listening. Connor gulped the fake substance called saliva and spoke carefully "it's.... Complicated..." He tried gesturing for the best understanding. Y/N nodded slowly before turning to Hank "lieutenant, you are expected to be at the case as your presence has not always been on site." She reminded the gray haired man "yeah yeah, I know I know" he just said in a gruff voice dismissing the H/C-nette. Y/N was a little impatient when it came to Hank's presence on cases. She sighed turning on the computer.

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R2

Turn on computer.

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Activate mouse.

She began to type in the password and sign in before entering a new tab and typed in a link she found in the pocket of her jacket when she was produced. She typed in the address not knowing what it was but some sort of blocker stopped her from getting access "uh...hank? Can I have some help" he rolled his eyes sighing before getting up and leaning on her desk "are you a robot?.....-pfft! Ahahahahaaaaaaa!" He bursted pout laughing "I've tried several times however I'm a machine not human so maybe something related to my machinery is blocking me. Hank stopped laughing and clicked on the tiny box before returning to his rightfully assigned desk.

Y/N then proceeded to scroll down the page examining each image.

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Y/N examined each image, they all had one thing in common the all had the words ra9, weither if it was written in thirium normal blood or a pen. It was accessive on one hand and disturbing to the naked eye on its own. It was quite weird she had this note in her pocket as she had no intention of putting anything in her pockets at the time, and why would it lead her to such a website. However a deviant website is quite useful as she should be able to track down the location of this web creator. She closed the tab storing the data in her memory chip before examining pastel colored folder taking out the rightful file. She scanned the man's face that was presented on the page.

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Shortill, Chris

Age: 24

Criminal record:

Theft, grand theft auto,
Double homicide, private traspasing.

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"Any information?" Hank asked keeping his eyes glued to the Detroit gears game. "Yes lieutenant, it appears this man has quite the criminal record" she said proceeding to flip through the pages. "I beleive he has been renting a house downtown" she spoke once more. Connor smiled nodding before continuing to write a report on his last case.

"It appears that it is our first case working together with the presence of all of us" Connor added without taking his eyes off the screen. Gasvcin looked at the few "shut up will ya????" His voice pierced with anger. "Apologies Mr.reed" Y/N and Connor said in unison. "We are just feeling excited" Y/N and Connor went back to work before hank walked up to Gavin pissed....

∆Cliff hanger cuz I'm lazy and tired its 2:00 am∆