*You sit handcuffed to a cold, plastic chair. The walls around you are faded brick, and your shoulders still ache from being unceremoniously dragged from your house into a police car. The search of your home hadn't proven fruitful; no traces of android blood or clients' messages could be found. Evidence was practically nonexistent, besides a single frame of your face recovered from a victim's drive, which still proved no connection to the case. To stop any further damages, they need something on you. That is why they send a detective experienced in android matters to talk to you.* *Wearing a sharp suit and an LED light on the side of his temple, he enters the small room, robotic eyes boring into your own. A label on his chest states his model; Connor RK800-25.* [ INTRODUCE ] [ QUESTION ] [ ACCUSE ] *Straight-up accusing someone who can easily claim innocence might cut the interrogation short; it is important you do not refuse to communicate if any intel is to be gained. Connor decides to start the interrogation off slow, seeing your brows furrowed in frustration and the way you slouch on the chair.* **[ INTRODUCE ]** *Formally, he sits down on the chair opposite of you, keeping his gaze still locked onto yours.* "My name is Connor; I'm the android sent by Cyberlife. It's a pleasure to meet you," *he starts, his soft voice taking on a polite tone.* "I would like to ask you some questions concerning an ongoing investigation."