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"Why d'you kill him?" I turned my head back to the scene in front of me. Lieutenant Hank Anderson was interrogating Carlos Ortiz's android, but it was not giving in. The dark-skinned machine looked traumatized. Not only its facial expression. His whole body was covered in its own blue blood and the victim's blood, its skin was also missing from a lot of parts, especially from its arms. "What happened before you took that knife?"
"This isn't going anywhere" I grunted. "He's been in there for ten minutes and it hasn't spoken a word."
"It's a waste of time" said my ex-partner and huge douche bag Gavin Reed, who was also in the observation room along with Officer Chris Miller, the detective android, Connor, and me. "Or perhaps your dear uncle can't really make suspect confess"
"Oh, you say you could do better?" I scoffed. "Why are you even here? No one told me there would be trash to take out."
"Which website do you get your jokes from?"
"It's snarkyremarks.com, you should really check it out." I smiled at him slyly. "No, seriously, who told you to be here?"
"Hollick's orders" I scoffed at his words. Of course, it was our boss' orders. "But she didn't tell me that you're on the case."
"I investigated the crime scene, but I'm not on the deviant investigation."
"Still doing the kidnapping job?"
"Yep"
"Say something, goddamnit!" I heard Hank's shout as he hit the table with his hands, glaring at the deviant in front of him. After the android didn't move a muscle, the Lieutenant stood up, grunting. "Fuck it, I'm outta here" He left the interrogation room and entered the observation room. "We're wastin' our time interrogating a machine, we're gettin' nothing out of it" he said as hit sit on the chair in front of me.
"Could always try to roughing it up a little" advised Gavin, now laying his back against the wall. "After all, it's not human."
"Android's don't feel pain" Connor spoke up. "You would only damage it and that wouldn't make it talk. Deviants also have a tendency to self-destruct when they are in stressful situations."
"I agree with Connor. We shouldn't interrogate it as we interrogate humans. It would only lead to a dead end."
"You only siding with it, because I said the opposite" Gavin took a step towards us.
"No, I'm siding with it, because it knows more about deviants than any of us do." As an answer I took a step towards him threateningly. Even though he was taller than me, I felt confident. "We could use its knowledge to our advantage, so we could solve the case sooner, and we'd all get to sleep a little."
"Okay, smartass." Gavin moved his gaze from me to Connor. "What should we do then?"
"I could try questioning it" offered Connor, but Gavin only laughed at him.
