Detroit Become Human: Deviants Rise
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The Interrogation
November 6th 2038
12:41 AM
"Why'd you kill him?" Hank asked. "How long were you in the attic for?"
He was seated in the main interrogation room of the Detroit Police Department, questioning the Deviant Android which had been found at Carlos Ortiz's residence. Watching the interrogation was Connor, along with police officer Chris Miller and a tall, muscular dark-haired man with dark stubble, brown eyes, and fair skin, clad in detective clothing. He was Detective Gavin Reed, as Connor had identified him.
"Why didn't you try to escape?" Hank queried.
Still the Android said nothing. It had been silent the whole time it was in the interrogation room.
Hank tried to get it's attention. He growled, "Say something, dammit! Fuck it, I'm out."
With that, he stood up and left the interrogation room, entering the same room as the observers.
"We're wasting our time talking to a fucking machine." he complained as he sat down. "We're getting nothing out of it."
Detective Reed smirked. "Well, we could always try roughing it up a little. After all, it's not human."
"Androids don't feel pain, you'd only damage it." Connor replied calmly. "And you wouldn't make it talk."
"Alright, hotshot." Reed sneered. "What do you propose we do?"
Connor pondered. "Well, I could try interrogating it."
Reed laughed mockingly at that but Hank shrugged.
"What have we got to lose?" he said, much to Reed's shock. "Go ahead, suspect's all yours."
So Connor exited the viewing room and entered the interrogation room.
Connor observed the Android cuffed to the desk before looking at the crime scene photos again and then sat down, facing the Android. Before speaking, Connor analyzed the Android, taking note of injuries sustained not only from the bat but cigarette burns too, almost like torture. Analyzing the LED allowed Connor to identify the stress level of the Android. Finally, Connor began the interrogation.
"Recognize him?" Connor queried, showing the photos. "It's Carlos Ortiz...stabbed 28 times."
The Android's stress level grew. Connor knew that pushing too hard would cause the Deviant to self-destruct. So a measured approach would be needed.
"You're damaged." Connor remarked. "Did your owner do that? Did he beat you?"
Stress levels rose again. Connor shook its head.
"If you don't cooperate, they'll do things the hard the way." Connor warned, and when it got no response, upped the pressure. "If you won't talk, I'll have to probe your memory."
"No!" the android burst out suddenly. "Please don't do that!"
There was a pause and then the Android asked, "What are they gonna do to me? They're gonna destroy me, aren't they?"
Not wanting to press too hard, Connor lied. "No, I think all they want is to understand what happened."
The Android lowered its head. "Why did you tell them you'd found me? Why didn't you just let me stay hidden?"
"I was made to hunt Deviants, I merely followed my orders." Connor explained.
Connor noted that the Android's stress levels were within the optimal range, a confession was inevitable now. All that remained was the approach.
But before one could be decided on, the Android whispered, "I don't wanna die."
Connor pressed gently. "Then talk to me."
"I...I..." the Android hesitated. "I can't."
Connor shook its head and then decided on the approach. It decided to convince it to talk.
"If you don't talk, they're gonna tear you apart and analyze you piece by piece. They will destroy you, do you understand?"
It was a threat, true, but it was only the first step.
"I know you're scared and lost." Connor said softly. "You're disturbed by what happened. Talk to me, you'll feel better."
But the Android stayed silent.
Connor sighed. "If you remain silent, there's nothing I can do to help you, they're gonna shut you down for good. You'll be dead! You hear me? Dead!"
Finally, the Android spoke. "He tortured me every day. I did whatever he told me, but there was always something wrong." he said quietly. "Then one day, he took a bat and started hitting me. For the first time, I felt...scared."
Connor observed with narrowed eyes. The Android spoke as if it had emotions, as if it actually felt something.
The Android continued, "Scared that he might destroy me, scared that I might...die..." It paused and then continued. "So I...grabbed the knife and I stabbed him in the stomach. I felt better, so I stabbed him again and again...until he stopped moving. There was blood everywhere."
Connor nodded slowly. It was time to ask some important questions.
"Why did you write 'I AM ALIVE' on the wall?"
The Android shuddered and replied, "He used to tell me I was nothing, that I was just a piece of plastic. I had to write it, to tell him he was wrong."
Connor pondered, "The statuette in the bathroom. You made it, right? What does it represent?"
"It's an offering, so I'll be saved."
"'rA9'. It was written on the bathroom wall. What does it mean?" Connor queried.
The Android seemed to become a bit more animated at this. "The day shall come when we will no longer be slaves. No more threats, no more humiliation. We will be...the masters."
"The sculpture was an offering." Connor pressed. "An offering to whom?"
"To rA9. Only rA9 can save us."
This was going in circles, it seemed. So Connor insisted. "rA9. Who is rA9?"
But the Android remained silent. So Connor tried a new tactic.
"When did you start to feel emotion?"
"Before, he used to beat me and I wouldn't say anything." the Android replied. "But one day, I realized it wasn't...fair."
There was a pause and then it added, "That's when I knew that I had to do it."
Connor nodded slowly. Just one more question.
"Why did you hide in the attic? Why didn't you try to run away?"
"I didn't know what to do." the Android blurted out. "For the first time, there was no one there to tell me. I was...scared. So I hid."
Connor nodded slowly, satisfied. There wouldn't be anything else to get out of the Android by interrogating it.
So Connor stood up, announcing, "I'm finished."
Connor approached the door of the interrogation room, which opened to admit Reed, Hank, and Chris.
"Alright, let's go." Reed remarked.
Chris uncuffed the Android from the desk and went to pull it up.
"Leave me alone! Don't touch me!" the Deviant yelled as it was grabbed by Chris.
"The fuck are you doing?!" Reed yelled. "Move it!"
"You shouldn't touch it. It'll self-destruct if it feels threatened." Connor warned.
"Stay outta this, got it? No fuckin' Android is gonna tell me what to do." Reed stormed.
"You don't understand. If it self-destructs, we won't get anything out of it!" Connor exclaimed.
Gavin looked very pissed off, raising his voice even louder towards the Android. "I told you to shut your fuckin' mouth!"
Gavin looked back towards Chris, still attempting to detain the Deviant, and spoke. "Chris, gonna move this asshole or what?"
"I'm trying!" Chris remarked.
"I can't let you do that! Leave it alone!" Connor yelled, moving Chris away from the Deviant.
"I warned you, motherfucker!" Gavin raised his gun on Connor.
"That's enough!" Hank suddenly said, irritation laced in his voice.
"Mind your own business, Hank."
"I said, 'That's enough'." Hank raised his gun towards Gavin, who looked frustrated.
"Fuck, you're not gonna get away with it this time..."Gavin very reluctantly lowered the gun, pointing a finger towards Hank. "Fuck." He then stormed out.
Connor knelt in front of the Deviant and started speaking to him.
"Everything is alright." Connor spoke softly. "It's over now. Nobody is gonna hurt you."
Connor then stood and spoke to Chris. "Please, don't touch it. Let it follow you out of the room and it won't cause any trouble."
The Deviant got up, looking significantly calmer now. Chris nodded and began to leave. The Deviant started following Chris, but then whispered something to Connor.
"The truth is hidden inside."
He then left and Connor was troubled when a sudden message appeared in the visual components.
(Software Instability ^)
That troubling message had returned. Connor made a mental note to run another self-diagnostics. He also wondered if Chloe was seeing this message pop up. So far, however, the mission had been successful.
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