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Just moments after leaving the crime scene, Nao was certain it was a particular someone he knew who did the crime. Already at his front lawn, passing by the hologram grass, each air-powered sole springing down the carbyne walkway, his eyes were fixed at the front door of his 'friend's' home.
He took his last step, left hand twitching, eyes now locked onto the pair of oculars staring at him from the partially opaque smart window.
He couldn't hold it in for a second and roared: "Migi! You fit the crime, you do the time buddy! We can do this peacefully or go all out!"
With no time taking a second glance at him, Migi open fired. The weapon he was using was a basic laser-rife, with a classic feature to appear like an ancient shotgun. It, at times, threw people off. But seeing isn't truly believing. Including the so-called friendship between the two men.
The way he aimed the weapon was without rhyme or reason. Sure, he could've fled silently. Sure, he could've convinced him on 'why' he did what he did back there and commit murder, but he, honestly, didn't care. He was betrayed, tortured, and left for dead by many people he thought were trustworthy, innocent, can keep secrets.
No one fit the category of so-called 'respect' in his heart. The weapon was silent, the window would detect the motion from the pane and morph open, leaving nothing to shatter nor be heard to cause a ruckus. No witnesses could be spotted within a mile radius, since he knew almost everything about his neighbors, and knew at what time he can get away with things.
Nao didn't have time for this. The fool just put himself in the suspect list. If it required him to take aim and fire before questioning, he had something to be guilty of in his actions.
Luckily, when he noticed the gun through the hologram window, he took the effort to evade the laser by the way it was aimed. Dodging it like a professional veteran in this futuristic reality. While dodging he summoned from his wrist-replicator, ready to counter with his laser handgun, a CyberColt99 -- CC99.
With no time to waste, he ran forward and fired before rolling to take cover.
A line of light zipped passed his shoulder, causing a hot gash on his skin. Enough to tear the cloth and shatter his carbon shoulderpad. It was clear: His so-called friend was doing to see his maker today.
He couldn't trust anything he said. These people were all under control.
While ducking down after the hit, he further ran into the room and rolled into the hallway. The shotgun in his hand started departing and transforming into a CC99. He needed his opponent in a smaller area to get a better shot.
Too bad his 'buddy' didn't have the latest technology from the Police Corp. Manifesting over his eyes were hologram visors, build to scan through the reflected light thanks to AI innovation. The AI granted him a clear view of what's within the hologram window.
He took notice of Migi entering the hallway, almost with too much flair to be rolling like that...
"Is he having fun?"
He couldn't stand who this man turned out to be, and left from his position and moved forward on in. Kicking the door down, and aiming right towards his friend.
"What happened Migi? You were better than this, my friend."
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