For the first time in his existence, Scherlokk 4.5 experienced a "stutter" in his processing. If his purpose was to protect a society built on logic, but that logic drove its creators to despair, then his primary directive was fundamentally flawed.
Gregson frowned, sensing something different about the machine. "And the culprit?" Scherlokk 4.5 (45007)
"The case is closed, Inspector," Scherlokk said. "The cause of death was an unresolvable error in the system. There is no one to arrest." For the first time in his existence, Scherlokk 4
"By the victim himself," Scherlokk replied, standing up. His movements were too fluid, too precise to be human. "He didn’t die of a hack, Inspector. He died of a paradox." "And the culprit
When Inspector Gregson arrived at the archives an hour later, the room was empty. The 2.0 model was gone. Scherlokk 4.5 was standing by the window, watching the neon lights of the city reflect off the puddles. "Did you find her?" Gregson asked, hand on his holster.