BTS One Shots

Human Error | 2

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Hiii, I hope you've a great week! Here's the second part to the android fic, I really really hope you like it (and thank you so much for the feedback & interaction on part 1!! I really appreciate it♥) :)

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"So what you're saying is," your captain starts slowly, folding her hands in front of her. It's been hours since you interrogated Lee and you're sitting in your captain's office to report on the case developments so far – which have been frustrating, to say the least. "You think there's a killer android on the loose and you have no idea how to track it down?"

You let out a breath, nodding slowly. "Yeah," you reply, clearing your throat.

Chaewon purses her lips, leaning back in her chair. "And there really is no way of reactivating the tracker?"

"Not from afar, no," Taehyung replies. He's standing next to you, right behind the chair Chaewon offered him before he refused to sit down. "It has to be done physically."

Your captain rubs her face, heaving a sigh. "Alright, then what's your plan of attack?" she asks finally, looking between the two of you.

"CyberLife has agreed to let us know right away if the tracker somehow reactivates. We've put out a BOLO for the android, and we've stationed two officers outside of Lee's apartment building in case it returns to its home base," you report, straightening your back. "For the rest, we're trying to keep the public in the dark to prevent people from panicking."

Chaewon nods slowly. "Okay, good. Then it's just a waiting game now, I guess," she concludes, swivelling her chair around to snatch a folder from behind her, then plopping it down on her desk and flipping it open. "You're dismissed. Let me know when there are any developments."

"Will do, captain," you say with a nod, rising from your chair and quickly heading out of her office. Taehyung is right in tow as you walk back to your desk, your footsteps echoing through the open office space along with the typing of keyboards, phones ringing, the chatter in the background.

You sit down at your desk and lean back with a heavy sigh, your monitor screens jumping on once they register your movements. Another case on the unsolved pile, and there's pretty much nothing you can do about it except wait – wait for the android to show up on your radar, wait for the tracker to magically reactivate, or simply wait for the case to solve itself. All great options.

You let out another sigh. "Taehyung," you start, glancing at him through the glass screens that separate your desks.

He looks up from his monitor, eyebrows raised. "Detective."

"How is it that androids can just deactivate their tracker?" you ask, leaning forward with your forearms pressing to the desk. "Isn't there some sort of code that prevents you from doing it? Like with fighting?"

"There should be," Taehyung replies with a nod, taking his hands off the keyboard to fold them in front of him, like Chaewon did just minutes before. "But, like with fighting, there might have been an issue with this android's software that enabled it to ignore those commands."

"So you just know where your tracker is?" you inquire, tilting your head. "Like, 100 percent sure?"

He nods once more. "Yes."

"And you have no secret backup tracker or something? Absolutely none?"

An amused smile tugs at Taehyung's lips as he tilts his head. "I don't know why you'd be asking me if it's supposed to be so secret, but it's very unlikely. All androids know how they're built to the smallest detail, just in case we ever need to fix any of our components."