Meat

Professor's head was smashed up like scrambled eggs, just with dose of blood, raw flesh and teeth instead of bacon and mushrooms.
His arms froze on the armrests, as if they were tied to the chair. Ideal-white lab room now was painted with horrifying red splashes.

Broken beakers, bottles, and other instruments were scattered on the floor. 

A great juicy beef cut was lying on the table, in front of professor’s body. They looked pretty similar now. Two pieces of meat - the creator and his creation.

No shoe or fingerprints. No murder weapon.

Gordon Bright was leading microbiologist in Organic Synthetics (ORS) - a company, specialized in alternative food.
ORS was established by Jeremaya Price - a tech-geek, vegan, social activist and owner of the 6 world biggest technology companies related to artificial intelligence, IoT, bio-technologies, health care and machine learning.
During last year professor's Bright team was working on synthesizing non-animal meat with the identical amino acid structure and all other natural properties. Their experiments were on the final stage before clinical trials.

Detective Jensen was standing behind the glass in the next room, watching the records from security cameras. He had seen a lot of violent crimes in his career and usually his face was imperturbable as stone, but this time he felt sick.

It was hard to believe in what he saw on the screen..
Gordon Bright was working in his lab alone, late in the evening, taking some fresh samples for analysis, when, suddenly, the beef cut on his table "woke up"..

Sharp teeth appeared from the inside of the synthetic flesh and in the blink of an eye bit into professor's face. He started to scream, trying to resist and take it off, but the creature bit off Bright's tongue and continued tearing up insatiably the victim. 

Blood was gushing in all directions. In one moment professor stopped to resist, sank into a chair and his body surrender to ruthless fate..

After the "meal” the haunted slice of meat fell asleep again, lying there like an ordinary beef waiting to be cooked.

" Fuck.." - whispered detective and turned off the record.
Jensen grabbed his ID-phone and started typing the message.

At this moment, a man in military uniform entered the room. Four others came into the murder place behind the glass. They were carrying a black metallic container and some other inventory. Supposedly, for transporting the murderer.

-       Detective! - the man saluted, - I'm sergeant Jean Robins, military forces.

-       Hello sergeant. - Jensen saluted back.

-       Have you already seen the record? - asked sergeant.

-       Yes, I have.. And you?

-       Yes. We received it immediately after the accident. The system is sending us data backup automatically in case of emergency.

-       I see… - detective sounded frustrated, - We should write the report and question professor’s team.

-       Yes, sure. Don’t worry about that. It’s our job now. Has anybody else seen the record?

-       No, just me. – feeling of anxiety ran through Jensen’s body.

-       Have you already messaged anyone? – Robinson kept asking.

-       No, just made some notes for criminologists, but haven’t sent yet.

-       Good. As you understand – this case has top secret. Thank you detective. – sergeant stretched out his hand for a handshake.

Jensen looked intently in sergeant’s eyes and gave his hand.

In a flash he felt a massive electric shock and fell down on the floor.

Lieutenant Robert Jensen woke up in a barrack with other soldiers. He got up automatically and started dressing up. All was as usual, except of that nagging headache.

Suddenly a lightning splashed in his head and he saw a message: “Terrorism. Vegan. Destroy the meat.”