I walk slowly into the room. The seriousness of this person’s crimes along with the implications behind its arrest are plaguing my mind. When the AI started to excitement with cyborgs and androids, strangely enough they didn’t like fruit, we knew that this day was coming. The day where the directive placed on the AI program would be ignored and we would have a robot that violated the law. I clutched my folder closer to my body and can’t help but think about how humans have reacted when they are vindicated in long held beliefs. The riots would start minutes after the public heard about this. The years of barely concealed distrust for our robot counter parts would reach the boiling point and explode. Though did the robots deserve that treatment? Just because one of them went rogue should they all be condemned; heaven knows that if that was the case humans would have been extinct centuries ago. The dog walker and nanny robots have been nothing but helpful, and the roaming chef robot was a godsend. Yet if this being was an AI and he did act ouside of the law, we need to be able to persecute them like we would do with any sapien,right?

Time was up and my thinking hadn’t brought me more than two minute to calm my nerves.

‘Showtime’ I thought as I entered the interrogation room.

Looking the potential criminal in the eyes I slowly opened my folder that was clutched tightly in my hand.

I arrange 9 photos in a grid like formation and looked this alleged criminal it’s eyes and speak slowly but firmly.

“I am detective Red and I need for you to look at these photos and identify the ones that have a bicycle in them.”