I Dare You {Reed900 Fic} (Has Been Revamped)

Chapter 4

"I told you, the file is corrupted! I can't access it!" Gavin yelled, furiously waving his hands in the air.

"How is that even possible? I was able to profile him from Stella's memory, you should be able to pull up his file in the records." Conan said coldly, becoming more and more annoyed with the detective.

Gavin dropped his arms on top of his desk with a loud thud. "You do it then!" He exclaimed, rolling away from his desk in his chair, providing space for Conan to type the information into his terminal.

Conan stood up from his seat and walked around so he was leaning over in front of Gavin's terminal, typing in the information. Gavin moved around so he was sitting beside Conan instead of behind him. He watched as Conan's fingers flew across the keyboard, typing in the information he had.

Name: Carter Hollard 

 Age: 29 

Criminal Record: Assault and Red Ice Drug Trafficking

The site pulled up multiple possible matches. Conan led the cursor to the top one, click on it. The file opened up into another tab showing incoherent scrambled text across the page. Where the image of Carter Hollard was supposed to be, had become so glitched that he was completely unrecognizable. The page had become unusable.

Gavin looked back to Conan with an "I told you so" face. Conan closed the tab and stood back up to his full height, taking a step away from the desk.

Conan looked down at Gavin sitting in his chair. "I see that you were right Detective Reed, I'm sorry for doubting you." Conan apologized, walking back to his own seat.

"Uh-huh." Was all that Gavin said in response, Conan figured it was the best he was going to get.

"How could anyone have the ability and resources to do that? Even androids wouldn't have the ability to break through the DPD's firewalls?" Conan thought out loud.

Gavin glanced back up at the android, "I don't know tin can. But it's ten o'clock at night and no one else is here to help with the corruption. So I don't know about you, but I'm going home." He said getting out of his seat and grabbing his stuff.

"I see. I guess I shall just go into standby mode for the night." Conan replied, shifting into a more comfortable position.

Gavin continued collecting his stuff and shoving it into his backpack that was underneath his desk. "Yea, you do that."

Gavin slung his bag over his shoulder and shut down his terminal for the night.

"Have a good night Detective Reed." Conan wished him before he left the precinct.

'Whatever." Gavin scoffed as he shut the door behind himself, going home for the night. Conan watched him leave from the distance before entering standby mode for the night.

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Gavin pulled up into the DPD parking lot early the next morning, the sun had just come up into the sky. The lot was almost completely empty, only one other car was there. Gavin assumed it was Fowler's car as he always seemed to be the first one precinct.

The detective stepped out of his car, raindrops began to hit him in the face. It was sprinkling outside and was forecasted to come down harder as sleet later in the day. Gavin groaned in distaste, today was already leading up to be another shit day.

Gavin locked his car and hurried into the station, not wanting to get wet. Gavin opened the door leading to the receptionist's office and was greeted by the three android receptionists behind their desk.