|Disdainful| Dbh Connor x Male Reader

~The Interogation~

Date

Nov 6th, 2038

Third Pov

(Y/n), Gavin and Connor were on the other side of the glass with an officer while Hank interrogated the android. "Why d'you kill him?" Hank questioned.

Time

Am 12:41:05

"What happened before you took that knife?" But alas the android wouldn't respond. (Y/n) was looking intently at Hank, his eyes just boring right through the glass as though he had x-ray vision. Hank looked back at them and continued. "How long were you in the attic?" The android didn't budge. "Why didn't you even try to run away?" He snapped his fingers in front of the android but it did nothing.

He suddenly slammed his hands onto the table. "Say something, goddamnit!" It still did nothing and Hank could only shake his head in disappointment. He stood up and went for the door. "Fuck it, I'm outta here..." All (Y/n) could do is sigh and rub his eyes, normally he would have no trouble staying up but since he ran out of his melatonin this was a different story. =

Hank Neutral

(Y/n) Neutral

Hank walked into the room pissed.

Software Instability

"We're wastin' our time interrogating a machine, we're gettin' nothing out of it!" Hank sat down with the officer. "'Could always try roughing it up a little." "After all, it's not human..." "Gavin I don't know about you but I don't think 'Roughing it up' will do us any good," (Y/n) interjected. "The detective is right, plus androids don't feel pain." "You would only damage it, and that wouldn't make it talk." They all looked at the android, Connor then spoke. "Deviants also have a tendency to self-destruct when they're in stressful situations."

"Okay, smartass" Gavin got off the wall and started walking towards them. "What should we do then?" "I could try questioning it," Connor responded calmly. This response caused (Y/n) to choke on his water. Gavin proceeded to laugh at the android, "What do we have to lose?" Hank said. "It's worth a shot" (Y/n) spoke, coughing a few times to get the water droplets out of his lungs. "Suspect's all yours." Connor proceeded to leave the room and go to the deviant.

Connor Pov

Extract confession

I sat down with the deviant, but before I start questioning him I might as well analyze him. HI noticed all of the injuries it obtained prior to being found. From burn marks to the android pieces showing.

Reach

Optimal Stress

for confession

Stress Levels 35%

△ Fear

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