Connor X Reader

I - The Android Sent By Cyberlife

He had swept over brown hair and brown eyes.

"My name is Connor, I'm the android sent by Cyberlife to help with this investigation."

I nodded with a smile, at his introduction.

"Nice to meet you Connor. I'm
(Y/N) Grey."

I introduced myself. Although I had a feeling he already knew that...

Hank opened the door for us as we all walked in and I gagged.

"Arg- what is that smell?"

Connor's eyes scanned the dimly lit room,

"The smell has come from our victim. 19 days old. The corpse
has been rotting and-"

I waved a hand,

"Alright I get it."

I said, waving a hand in front of my nose as I shot a painful grin at Connor.

He tried to smile back which turned into an awkward show of his pearly white teeth.

I chuckled and walked further into the house.

It was no shocker this guy had been dead for more then a week,

The dried blood plus the smell of stale beer was enough to make my eyes watery as I took in the sight of the slumped over victim.

"Wanna explain what happened to this guy?"

Hank asked Ben who began to talk,

While I was listening I noticed Connor crouched on the floor, looking at the evidence.

He seemed to be scanning it?

And then he did the strangest thing-

He touched the blood on the knife and took it to his lips-

"Connor what are you doing?"

I asked crouching beside him.

"Oh I apologise, I should have warned you, but I was scanning the blood."

I slowly nodded, like I understood, before standing back up to leave him to his work,

"Alright. Hank, Connor, you two take the kitchen. I'll check the bathroom..."

I said, looking at the corridor and seeing the bathroom door open.

The two nodded as I walked into the bathroom.

It was as disgusting as you would imagine,

Moss and fungus growing on the walls.

I shuddered and using the tips of my fingers I pulled back the shower curtain.

I stared in shock at all the writing.

RA9? What does that mean?

Then I looked down and noticed the little statue.

"Hey guys..?"

I called over my shoulder,

Connor and Hank came into the room,

Connor crouched in front of me and picked up the little statue. Scanning again.

"What do you think it is?"

I asked him, he shrugged standing up.

"Perhpas an offering of sorts."

Then he looked at the writing on the wall, scanning again.

"You two come check this out."

Hank waved at us to follow him out the cramped bathroom and back into the living room.