Blue. [DETRIOT: BECOME HUMAN- CONNOR ]

Two

-Connor POV-
I sat in the passenger seat, Hank was driving. The car was old, still ran off gas. I wondered why he held on to it. Perhaps it had sentimental value? Maybe I would ask later, right now Hank seemed to occupied rocking out to 'Nights of the Black Death' which was blaring so loud through the car stereo that I had to turn down my audio receivers.

I then felt a pang of information hit my internal server causing my eye to twitch slightly as a read the broadcast.

I turned looking Hank dead in the eye leaning forward and putting my hand out turning down the knob on the dash making the music a quiet whisper, a smirk pulling on my face.

"Awww! Fucking hell man! That's the best part!!!" He complained.

I simply replied. "I'm surprised you can still hear, lieutenant." A smile still on my face.

"Me to honestly." He chuckled watching the road.

"I just got a report." I say my point, "A double homicide, on the coast by the old Cyberlife tower."

"Alright." Hank turned the car heading toward the crime scene instead. "To work we go."

We arrived not long after, and walked down to the site, the first responders were sectioning off the space and marking evidence.

"What we got?" Hank asked stepping through the projected yellow tape, I followed.

A medical examiner, who was leaning over one of the bodies stood, looking at us. "We got two android bodies, male and female. Four bullets to each. Still working on a time of death, we just got here."  I nodded listening to the briefing and looking over the scene of the crime.

Two bodies, a male—Construction Model  TW400 -model number: 432-769-573-21, identify name chosen: Matthew, who lay on his back, serval bullet wounds- three in the torso and one in the head- leaking thirium unto the rocks of the beach. The second body lay on her front a few feet away — Traci Model WR400 -model number: 548-569-201-38, identify name chosen: Sky.

I make my way over to her body, a puddle of thirium stained the rocks underneath her blue. With two fingers I wiped off some blue blood raising it to my mouth and licking it off. I lift my head to see Hank eyeing me in disgust. I stare back at him, "Got to get used to it sometime, lieutenant."

"I ain't ever getting used to.. that." He said shaking his head.

The thirium was 2 hours old, and the edges of the puddle were already clear as it had begun to dry.

"You can put the time of death at about 6." I say standing to my feet.

"Just about to say that, detective." The medical examiner replied the ring on his temple flashing yellow as he added it to the report giving me a small glare for doing his job.

Looking at the corpse I notice a small amount of blue blood under the fingernails of the woman, this blood was a lighter blue than her own, different batch- it belonged to a different android-she must have scratched it off the killer. "Looks like our killer is probably an android to." Hank spoke from over my shoulder looking at the same thing as me. I nodded.

I investigated the wounds in the corpse, the bullet holes in the bodies came from a standard glock handgun, 9mm.  I walked over the scene looking at the angle of the shots.

"The killer must have been standing there," I point down the shore. "-a ways off, perhaps walking the other way along the beach, they must have seen him coming..-" I spoke as I reconstructed the scene within my code. Hank turned listening to me. "- when he fired the first 3 shots into the male. The woman then ran at the killer in a act of defense, he threw her to the ground firing 3 shots, he then finished off them both with a shot to the head."

Hank crossed his arms looking at the scene nodding his head following and agreeing with my deductions.

-Hank's POV-
Admiring his quick work of the crime scene I watched his face shift into a old sort of look. He reached slowly for the gun in the holster on his hip, he raised it slowly mimicking the angles for the bullets in the corpses.

"What is it?" I ask confused.

"The way he kill his targets, he shot the three bio components, then there memory chip..It's exactly how I would have done it." He answered thoughtfully turning to me.

"So, the killer was a professional then?"

Connor nodded absentmindedly. "..yeah. Something like that." He slid the gun back to his side.

I wondered what he was thinking, but I knew he would tell me in time.

"You didn't find a weapon at the scene? Correct?" Connor asked turning to another cop.

"No weapon found." He replied.

Connor made a thoughtful face.

"Alright then. What's your theory?" I ask after he had a minute to search his code.

"I think Cyberlife tower is worth a look." He said turning and looking at the large metal and glass statement to the sky.

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