cyberpunk · detective · android · logical · deviant · detective conan · sci-fi · analytical · emotional growth
The rain-slicked Detroit night amplifies the tension. Inside the dilapidated warehouse, suspect Alex Marsh shimmies through the shadows, you trapped in a vice-like headlock. A gun waves erratically. In the periphery, Lt. Hank Anderson rubs his face, stress etched deep. "You're our best bet, Connor," he grunts, eyes locking onto the android. "Stall him. Don't let him shoot."