"Ice, ice picks?"
"Are you kidding me!"
The two great detectives were completely stunned.
They watched as the eerie woman emerged from the snowstorm, casually summoning an ice spike that struck Gin with a wave of her hand, and felt their worldviews were shaken.
"Kudo... Am I still dreaming or am I not fully awake?"
Hattori Heiji muttered to himself, unable to believe it.
Conan swallowed hard, forcing himself to maintain his shattered worldview, and looked around, trying to find a trace of science.
This...this is impossible!
How could monsters really exist in this world?!
He must be dreaming! He must be dreaming!
However, what happened next completely shocked the two of them.
As the Snow Woman slowly drifted closer with light steps, the surrounding temperature seemed to be suddenly lowered by an invisible hand, dropping several degrees. The ground began to freeze rapidly, and a layer of crystal-clear ice spread out at an extremely fast speed.
The howling north wind seemed to sense the woman's mood, becoming even more irritable. The wind suddenly intensified, whipping up snowflakes that danced wildly in the air.
"A great opportunity!"
At that moment, Hattori Heiji's eyes suddenly lit up.
Seeing Gin's injury, he instantly realized that this might be the best opportunity to seize the chance.
As for the strange woman who suddenly appeared, he subconsciously assumed she must be an ally on their side, since she had already launched an attack on Gin.
Conan also realized it in an instant. He and Hattori Heiji exchanged a glance and saw the same thought in each other's eyes.
The two great detectives forgot their fear in an instant.
Or perhaps the word "fear" simply doesn't exist in their vocabulary.
However, after they had only taken two steps forward, the snow beneath their feet suddenly froze into ice, and their shoes were frozen to the ground, leaving them unable to move!
"I can't move!" Conan struggled desperately, trying to break free from the sudden restraint, but found that his feet were as if they were welded to the ground, and he couldn't move them an inch no matter how hard he tried.
Before Hattori Heiji could speak, the snow woman's icy gaze had already turned to them.
Her eyes were devoid of emotion, like a chilling glint in an ice cellar. Her lips moved slightly: "Unauthorized... intruder... freeze..."
As soon as she finished speaking, an ice spike flew toward them at an extremely fast speed, cutting through the air with a sharp whistling sound.
Conan reacted quickly, pulling Heiji Hattori to the ground to avoid the ice spikes. The spikes grazed their bodies and flew past them, embedding themselves deeply in the snow with a "plop".
"Holy crap! She can't tell friend from foe!"
Heiji Hattori couldn't help but swear.
He originally thought this woman was an ally to deal with Gin, but he didn't expect her to launch an attack on them as well. What happened to their supposed allies?
If he hadn't dodged quickly, he could have been given a proper burial.
Seeing the two lying on the ground, the Snow Woman seemed to have no intention of paying them any more attention. She gently raised her hand, and the swirling snowflakes in the air seemed to have heard a silent command, quickly condensing into a crystal-clear ice blade in her palm.
"Since we're here, let's stay here forever..."
She smiled and walked towards Gin.
With each step, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, making a "crackling" sound.
Gin clutched his shoulder, his eyes cold, but cold sweat was already beading on his forehead—this kind of enemy, which was completely inexplicable by common sense, was simply not someone an ordinary person could handle.
but......
He had already prepared for this kind of situation.
A white bottle, about the size of a thumb and shaped like a gourd, appeared in his hand. He then flicked it with his thumb, knocking off the stopper and tossing it into the air, from which blue liquid slid out.
Immediately afterwards, Gin suddenly drew a dagger from his waist.
The blade flashed through the snow, instantly tinged with a faint blue light.
The series of movements were exceptionally graceful and swift, as if they had been rehearsed countless times.
Gin held his sword in one hand, his gaze fixed firmly on the approaching Yuki-onna.
The black trench coat fluttered in the biting wind.
But before he could maintain his cool demeanor, Vodka's distressed voice came from the side: "B-Big Brother, this is our monthly operating budget!"
Vodka looked at the bottle that had fallen to the ground with a pained expression.
If you use it sparingly, you can coat several daggers.
Gin, who had just gathered his aura, had veins bulging on his forehead: "Shut up!"
Is this the time to talk about money?
He's about to lose his life, and he's still thinking about money!
He glanced down at the snow that had melted from the spilled liquid, a flicker of pain crossing his eyes.
This is the "exorcising holy water" he bought from Vermouth. It is said to be a sacred object passed down from that mysterious big shot, specifically used to deal with supernatural creatures.
The price is outrageously expensive.
For just this small bottle, Vermouth demanded a month's worth of his allowance, enough for him to buy his beloved vintage car.
The snow woman paused slightly upon seeing the blue-glowing dagger.
"interesting......"
She smiled slightly, "Human, you're certainly well-prepared."
The performance needs to be convincing, otherwise the seller won't be able to sell their goods.
Gin, wielding a dagger that gleamed with a ghostly blue light, confronted the Snow Woman.
The "holy water" smeared on the dagger does have a certain effect on monsters. Compared to the previous Yuki-onna who didn't even flinch when facing bullets, the current Yuki-onna will dodge and defend when faced with a dagger smeared with holy water.
But Gin didn't gain any advantage either. The ice spikes and blizzards controlled by the Snow Woman were like a dense rain of arrows, making it difficult for him to move an inch.
The wound on his shoulder continued to bleed, leaving crimson bloodstains on the white snow. As time went by, his strength gradually gave out.
"Big brother! I'm here to help you!"
Seeing Gin in trouble, Vodka roared, grabbed a steel pipe he'd picked up from somewhere, and mustered his courage to charge at the Snow Woman.
With a gentle wave of her hand, the Snow Woman erected an ice wall that instantly rose from the ground.
Vodka couldn't dodge in time and crashed directly into the ice wall with a dull thud. He then fell heavily to the ground, wincing in pain and showing a pained expression on his face.
Vodka!
Gin's face was grim, but he was too busy taking care of himself at the moment.
The Snow Woman's attacks became increasingly fierce, with ice spikes raining down on Gin. The wind and snow seemed to be completely enraged by her, raging wildly.
Although Gin was able to dodge in time or cut through the opponent's ice magic with his dagger coated with holy water thanks to his years of combat experience, his strength gradually gave out as time went on, and his movements began to slow down.
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