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His partner, the stoic Detective Sato (no relation to the victim), knelt
beside the projection, her mirrored sunglasses reflecting the distorted
cityscape. "Forensics?"
Tanaka shook his head, his enhanced vision scanning the scene.
"Weapon's a ghost in the machine. Not in any database, military or
black market."
"This isn't just about stolen tech," Sato said, her voice laced with
sudden steel. "This is about rewriting the code of reality. We need to
find these Cog folks, and dismantle their network."
Their trail led them to a derelict warehouse, its windows boarded up,
the air thick with the whirring of unseen machinery. Inside, flickering
halogen lights cast long shadows as they navigated the labyrinth of
metal shelves. Rows of gleaming robots stood dormant, their metallic
bodies humming with a suppressed energy.
"This is it," Sato said, her hand hovering over the keypad. "The Cog
Collective's machine nest."
With a shared breath, Tanaka and Sato interfaced with the warehouse's
central network. The world dissolved around them, replaced by a
swirling vortex of data streams and metallic landscapes. Here, in the
digital realm, the fight for the future of humanity was about to be
decided, one line of code at a time.