The Perfect Variable

The Perfect Variable

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Fanfic
Alternate Universe (AU)
Crossover
Action and Thriller
When a series of impossible, high-tech "accidents" cripples the city's infrastructure, the elite task force is stumped by the Architect's flamboyant distractions. While the lead detectives are busy chasing shadows in penthouses, Xiao is sitting in a basement cubicle, noticing a 0.04% discrepancy in the city's power grid logs. The Architect, bored by the "monkeys" in uniform, becomes obsessed when his perfect symphony is disrupted by a single, tiny error he didn't account for. He realizes someone is dismantling his masterpiece from the inside out-not with a gun, but with a spreadsheet. He goes on a hunt for this "genius," expecting a rival as flashy and grand as himself. Instead, he finds Xiao: a man eating a convenience store rice ball, who looks him in the eye and calmly explains exactly how the Architect's "perfect" plan will fail in the next eleven minutes.
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