* This little light I've found *
* Take it in, breathe it out *
* A little drum that's beating loud *
* In my chest, I hear the sound *
* I can feel *
* Feel you now *
* I can feel you now *
* I can feel *
* I can feel you now *
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I don't think you understand how much trouble you're in.
Bodies are piling up
and you appear to be in the middle of it.
Our conversation will be recorded and handed over
to the civilian police oversight commission.
So it's in your best interest to answer my questions honestly
and to the best of your ability.
I can help you. If you'll let me.
With all due respect, sir, this is a waste of time.
Go read my case report. Everything I know is in there.
The case report where you claimed the murders
of Senator Bannister and Chief Grant were connected.
And that we should be looking for a replicant
called "Black Lotus."
The police oversight commission
got copies of your replicant theory.
I sent my report to everyone up the chain.
No one wants to listen.
Investigator Alan Chen,
interviewing subject Officer Alani Davis, LAPD.
Let's begin.
Officer Davis, what do you know
about the one they're calling Black Lotus?
I was one of the first officers on scene
at the death of Senator Arthur Bannister.
The Senator and his pals were regulars
at underground replicant fights.
But this night, he was alone.
Davis. Confirmed. Personal bodyguard called it in.
- That's when I saw her. - How did you know it was her?
She looked like she'd been in a scrap.
But more than that.
LAPD. Stop!
- Davis, where are you? - I said stop!
My instincts told me something was wrong.
Her identifying mark, a Black Lotus tattoo.
Davis, acknowledge.
According to his bodyguard,
the Senator had plenty of political enemies
that would want him dead. But on that night,
the only thing the Senator was worried about
was his missing journalist friend.
The Senator's cause of death was asphyxiation
due to a crushed windpipe.
From the marks on his neck,
the killer had replicant strength.
- Replicant strength? - I trust my intuition.
So what did your intuition lead to next?
Not a lot of replicants left in this city.
So I put my ear to the ground.
My intel led me to a street gang in Silver Lake.
Drove, I want to talk with you.
You gotta be kidding me.
What do you want, little piggy? You ain't got nothing on me.
Whoa. Ow!
Heard you had a run-in with a young woman.
Bad attitude. Tattoo of a Black Lotus.
Why would I help a pretty, little piggy like you?
Aah, jeez! Okay, okay. Ow!
Police business. Now move along.
To hell with this.
She cut the boss up! She's nuts.
Carried a damn samurai sword.
You better give me more than that.
All right. All right. You win.
She had this tech. We tried to take it from her.
We was just messing around.
Then she comes back to kill us.
She's on bad neuro-stims or something.
A few days earlier, a woman with a Black Lotus tattoo
and inhuman strength beat the crap out of the same gang.
What the hell do you want?
Go to hell.
And she killed their leader.
Consider the source.
You're trusting the testimony of a street gang.
Based on her behavior,
based on what we've seen, and circumstantial evidence?
I am certain that both killings were the work of a replicant.
Did you report this to Police Chief Grant?
He didn't believe me.
- Davis. What can I do for you? - Chief, um, I finished my reports
from the boxing club with forensic data,
along with eyewitness accounts of the female suspect.
- But... - But what?
- Davis? Spit it out. - Senator Bannister's neck
was already broken before he hit the ground.
This is superhuman strength.
Not the work of just any woman. I feel certain...
...she's a replicant.
Well, well. You have quite the imagination.
No, not really. Sir, it adds up. I'll show you.
Chief.
Couldn't cut it in the Blade Runner program,
could you, Davis?
In this town, no one retires replicants anymore.
There just aren't any replicants left.
But I saw the suspect myself, sir.
And she has this tattoo.
Replicant. It's organized crime.
- Bastards had it out for the senator. - But sir.
My intuition, my gut tells me...
Stop. That's enough.
Back off on this one, kid.
Yes, sir.
You can leave that here.
You were in the Blade Runner program.
Well, nothing to be ashamed of.
Honor just to take the test. First day failure rate
- is supposed to be like 95% - 99.4.
- What flaw knocked you out? - Same as everyone else.
My intuition.
So you talked to Chief Grant. Then what happened?
Chief took me off the case.
Then mobilized the entire force
to sweep the city to flush Black Lotus out.
Move them back there.
Get down!
Black Lotus tattoo. Have you seen her?
But there was no trace of her.
The same night Chief Grant died.
- And you were there. - I arrived just after.
Even though you said yourself you were off the case.
- You were angry at him. - It was my investigation.
I did the legwork. I identified the suspect.
I did everything right.
Now I get kicked aside.
Everywhere Black Lotus goes, you're there.
I think you know more than you're letting on.
I think you're somehow involved with Chief Grant's murder.
Your career is off to a promising start.
But there are a thousand ways it could end.
- What do you want from me? - The truth about what you know.
And if I don't like the answers you give me
- or I find out you're lying to me... - You can't threaten me.
I've done nothing wrong.
Why don't you let me be the judge of that?
Please. Tell me everything that happened that night.
Chief took over the Black Lotus investigation.
I thought it was suspicious.
Then I saw him leaving in a hurry
when we're supposed to be hunting Black Lotus.
Hey, Chief.
Like I said. Suspicious.
So I followed him back to his house.
Freeze!
That's when I finally got her. Face-to-face.
Black Lotus. Put the sword down.
Police! Drop your weapon.
Blade Runner. My target.
Before he'd been killed,
records show Chief Grant had called in a Blade Runner.
Ordinary replicant would have no chance
against a Blade Runner.
But Black Lotus is no ordinary replicant.
I saw it with my own eyes.
When I told Chief she was a replicant,
he re-assigned me.
No!
Then he went and brought in a Blade Runner?
Grant lied to you. Or he was hiding something.
And I can't exactly ask him about it, now, can I?
Let's say you're right.
Grant knew that Black Lotus is a replicant.
- Why would he try to cover it up? - I don't know.
NEXUS 8 model replicants
have learned to stay alive by keeping a low profile.
Now there's Black Lotus stirring up trouble.
Evading a Blade Runner.
She's nothing like NEXUS 8
and replicant production was banned in 2023.
But what if...
what if someone's making new ones?
You almost had me going there.
- Let me finish. - No.
This is entertaining, but you have no evidence.
There's more. What Black Lotus told me.
What she told you?
I'm done being hunted like an animal.
You don't want to be hunted,
maybe you shouldn't be killing people.
I'm not the one who started this.
What are you talking about?
These weren't random killings.
She targeted them for a reason.
And from the sound of her voice, it was personal.
I went back to review the whole case from the beginning
starting with the Senator's journalist friend, Hooper.
Before Hooper disappeared, he chartered a plane.
No previous record.
Trip plans had been altered.
But I found the flight record coordinates
- putting him in the Nevada desert. - Desert's off-limits.
Unless you have connections.
Chief Grant and his wife took their vacation
on the same day as Hooper.
I'll bet Senator Bannister
- had the same time off. - Okay.
If you know where, then I can help you find some answers.
What the hell happened out here?
I called in a dig team. They'll pull the bodies.
Try to ID them.
Wouldn't be surprised if they find Hooper out there.
This isn't about finding a killer replicant anymore.
You believe me now?
You've uncovered something big here, Davis.
I'll report this to my superiors.
This will change your career.
Officer Davis,
based on the recommendations of the investigation,
you have been diagnosed with delusional tendencies
that interfere with your duties as a police officer.
As of this moment, you are on leave
for no less than three months.
Go home and come to terms with your condition.
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It's all connected.
I'm gonna find Black Lotus.
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