My mom?

Techo was processing the surveillance footage from the lab when something caught its attention. The values on the electromagnetic wave generator had been manually increased just before the fatal incident. It replayed the footage multiple times, zooming in and analyzing the timestamps. Someone had deliberately altered the settings.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Techo compiled the evidence and made its way to the police station. Upon arriving, it presented the data to an officer. "The footage indicates that someone increased the wave intensity deliberately. It was no accident," Techo stated in its monotone yet urgent voice.

The officer glanced at the screen, then leaned back in his chair. "We appreciate your input, but Elias and Victor are gone. There's nothing more we can do now," he said dismissively.

Techo's circuits processed the words, but it refused to accept inaction. "This data proves otherwise. The responsible party might still be at large," it insisted.

The officer shook his head. "Look, kid. They're dead, and we don't deal with robots making accusations. Go home."

Without another word, Techo left the station. Its priority was clear—get to Quinn and ensure his safety. Something bigger was at play, and Quinn needed to know the truth. As it navigated the streets, Techo's sensors were on high alert. It was determined to protect Quinn and uncover the mystery behind the incident that had claimed his father and uncle's lives.

Techo found Quinn sitting in his room, tears streaming down his face. The pain of losing his father and uncle weighed heavily on him. He felt lost, trapped in a world that suddenly seemed too big and too empty.

"Don't cry, Quinn," Techo said in a soothing tone, its metallic voice carrying an unusual warmth. "I am with you, and your mom and sister are still alive."

Quinn's eyes widened, a glimmer of hope piercing through his sorrow. "What... really?" he asked, his voice trembling with a mixture of disbelief and longing.

Techo nodded. "Yes. When I was reviewing the CCTV footage from the lab, I accessed a hidden file on your father's computer. It contains information that your mom and sister are living in Yamato. It seems your father had been keeping track of them all along."

Quinn wiped his tears and stood up, his heart racing. "I want to go to Yamato," he declared with determination. "I need to see them."

Techo's eyes blinked with a soft blue glow as it processed Quinn's request. "Your father's bank account has 50 lakh, so we don't need to worry about finances. We have enough to travel comfortably and start a new life if needed. I will arrange our trip to Yamato, but there's one thing you should know—technology is strictly regulated there. You won't be able to rely on me the same way you do here."

Quinn hesitated for a moment. The idea of losing the support of his robotic companion was daunting. Techo had been his eyes, his guide, and his friend. Without it, navigating the world seemed terrifying.

"How strict are the regulations?" Quinn asked.

"Extremely strict," Techo replied. "No AI assistance is allowed in public spaces. I'll have to remain offline most of the time. But don't worry, I'll program myself with emergency protocols to assist you when needed."

Quinn took a deep breath. "Okay, I'll do whatever it takes to see them again. Even if I have to do things on my own."

Techo's sensors detected Quinn's renewed sense of purpose. "Then let's start preparing," it said. "I will book the tickets and gather necessary supplies. You'll need to practice moving independently. I can simulate Yamato's environment for you to train."

Quinn nodded. "Thank you, Techo. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"You are stronger than you think, Quinn," Techo replied. "Your father believed in you, and so do I."

As Techo began arranging their travel plans, Quinn's thoughts drifted to his mom and sister. He hadn't seen them in years. Were they safe? Did they miss him? His heart ached with longing, but for the first time in a long while, he felt hopeful.

As the night deepened, Quinn lay in bed staring at the ceiling, his mind racing with possibilities. Yamato was a new beginning, but it was also a challenge. He whispered, "Mom... I'll find you."