Detroit: Witness I

5. NO

"I could not let you get destroyed, your memory files are too important to get corrupted." 

"What became corrupted?" There was a little worry in its tone, as if it wanted to know the answer and did not want to — at the same time. The female model opened its lips to reassure the other android that it remembered everything, but it could not bring itself to do that. 

"The beginning of the interrogation, up until the deviant began destroying itself." The GK700 glanced up to see Connor's reaction. As it expected, the male model was frowning and it appeared as if it was saddned and relieved at the same time. It flung up its coin in the air one time, before it caught it with one hand and put it away. Then a hand entered its vision, which firmly grabbed its forearm, and—

It only took a few seconds for those files to transfer into Trucy's system. While they were recorded from the RK800's perspective, they held every ounce of information the female model might have needed, so there was no problem there. When the probing ended it looked up to see Connor fix its tie and its jacket as well.

Connor ⤴️

"..I would've found it regretable if you had corrupted memory. We don't know what we might need later." Trucy resisted the urge to refute Connor's argument, but the other android was in the correct this time. So the GK700 reluctantly kept quiet to itself and swallowed that litte fact that it was unable to win the argument. Suddenly a figure entered the female's vision, someone who Connor noticed as well.

"It's Lieutenant Anderson. We should greet him." The male prototype agreed to the suggestion with a nod, and the two androids immediately headed towards the older man who looked rather grumpy. He just reached his own desk when Connor and Trucy reached caught up with him.

"Hello, Lieutenant Anderson."
"Hello Lieutenant, my name is Trucy. I am an android sent by Cyberlife."

The two androids greeted the man in unison, who was caught surprised. He turned around and his face contorted into a grimace, but as soon as he saw the female model that expression turned into one of shock and confusion.

Hank ⤵️
[TENSE]

"Oh, Jesus— God, I saw you get shot in the head last night.." The Lieutenant looked back and forth between Trucy and his partner, who just fixed its tie and masterfully managed to avoid his questioning look every time it was on it. The female model on the other hand was not affected by it the slightest

"My predecessor was unfortunately destroyed, but Cyberlife tranferred its memory and sent me to replace it. This incident should not affect my investigation." The GK700 replied with a straight face, not an ounce of emotion could be detected on it, not even when it could sense its relationship with the older man sustain some damage.

"Hank! In my office!" Lieutenant Anderson looked as if he was ready to let some colourful worlds loose as a man emerged from the glass cube — according to the scanning, he was Captain Jeffrey Fowler — and gave out his orders. The Lieutenant reluctantly turned around and followed him, leaving the two androids alone. Connor glanced down at Trucy, silently questioning wheter they should listen in, when someone earned the female model's attention: it was Detective Dahlia.

NEW OBJECTIVES:
  - inform Detective Myers and Detective Dahlia

"I think you should listen in alone, my partner is finally free from the forensics. I must inform my partners on how to proceed with our investigation." The GK700 told the other android as soon as an update appeared in its HUD, Connor almost seemed unwilling to nod for a moment, before it finally agreed and proceeded to walk towards the glass cube where from the looks of it, the Lieutenant and the Captain were having a rather heated discussion.