The Pirated Onmyoji of the Detective World

"Ah!" After a painful cry, Shiho Miyano clutched her shoulder and turned around sharply, only to see Gin and Vodka appear on the top floor of the building in disbelief.

Gin, holding his pistol, stared intently at her, sneering, "I've missed you so much, Sherry!"

Shiho Miyano: "Gin!!!"

"Hmph!" Seeing Shiho Miyano's extremely surprised expression, Gin's smile became even brighter. "See that? It's so beautiful. The white snow dancing in the wind in the darkness, paired with drops of blood on it."

Even though Shiho Miyano was clutching her shoulder tightly, the flowers from the wound kept seeping out from between her fingers, dripping onto the snow.

"Although the glasses and uniform you're wearing are a bit unsightly in order to avoid the organization's notice, this place is indeed suitable for sending a traitor to the underworld, isn't it, Sherry!"

"Whoo~"

Sherry was panting heavily. At this moment, she didn't care about the pain in her shoulder. Although her heart was filled with despair because of Gin's appearance, she looked at Gin calmly and replied, "You are really amazing. You actually managed to predict that I would climb out of this chimney."

"Hmph!" Under Ai Haibara's puzzled gaze, Gin suddenly stretched out his right hand. "It's all thanks to this hair. You have to blame yourself. Who told you to have a piece of your brown hair fall right next to the heater?"

"..."

Seeing this, Shiho Miyano gave a helpless, bitter smile.

Unexpectedly, the culprit behind all this was a hair that had accidentally fallen out of my hair.

At this moment, she couldn't help but swear in her heart—

If I have the chance, I must get my hair loss treated!

Although perhaps I will never have this chance again...

elder sister……

Aragaki Yu……

And Professor Agasa and everyone else...

In that instant, Shiho Miyano's mind was filled with countless thoughts.

However, Gin naturally had no idea what Shiho Miyano was thinking; he simply assumed that she was frozen in place in fear because of his presence.

"I don't know whether you were captured by Pisco or sneaked into the cellar while he was away, but at that time, I clearly heard your trembling breathing coming from the fireplace."

Gin raised the pistol in his hand and looked at Shiho Miyano with a sneer, saying sarcastically, "Actually, I could have ended your life in that filthy fireplace, but I don't mind letting you die a beautiful death."

"Is that so!" Shiho Miyano said coldly. "Then I really have to thank you for your kindness. You're quite patient, waiting for me here in this freezing weather."

Now that she knew she had nowhere to escape, Shiho Miyano became less nervous and much more carefree.

"Hmph, while your mouth can still move, I'll ask you, what method did you use to disappear from the organization's room?"

Miyano Shiho: "..."

"Hmph!" Seeing Shiho Miyano gritting her teeth and refusing to speak, Gin, somewhat impatient, fired several shots in quick succession.

Bullets flew past Ai Haibara's body with pinpoint accuracy.

Although it didn't hit a vital spot, the burning sensation from the high-speed spinning bullet grazing her skin still caused Shiho Miyano to collapse in excruciating pain on the snow.

Seeing this, Vodka couldn't help but sneer, "Brother, this man's got a really tough tongue!"

"Hmph, since that's the case, let's send her on her way!" Seeing Shiho Miyano collapsed on the ground, barely able to breathe, Gin knew he couldn't stay any longer and gave up on the idea of ​​continuing to interrogate her, preparing to end her life.

Just as Shiho Miyano noticed that Gin had aimed the gun at her heart, she finally closed her eyes in despair.

However, judging from her rapidly heaving chest, her heart was not so calm.

Silence fell, and the scene was momentarily silent.

"Heh..." Just as Gin chuckled coldly, preparing to pull the trigger...

A sense of foreboding suddenly made the hairs on his body stand on end.

A dark shadow flashed by, and he instinctively looked up.

Suddenly, a figure wielding a strange knife appeared out of nowhere and descended from the sky, the long knife in its hand slashing fiercely at his wrist.

Gin: "!!!"

He instinctively raised his gun to block.

"boom!"

With a series of dull, metallic clanging sounds, Gin felt a flash of cold light before his eyes.

As a result of the collision between the longsword and the pistol, Gin also felt a sudden numbness in his hand.

The next moment, his beloved Beretta M92F was actually sliced ​​in two.

Gin's heart tightened instinctively. He knew very well that if he hadn't reacted quickly, it would have been his hand that was cut in two.

However, before Gin could think any further, the figure with the knife lunged at him again.

Even the battle-hardened Gin only had time to slightly turn his body and kick his opponent in the abdomen.

With a soft "thud," the attacker's long sword slashed into Gin's arm. Gin then kicked the attacker in the lower abdomen, using the force of the kick to create distance between them.

"Damn it!"

Gin took two steps back and instinctively covered his injured arm.

He could feel that although the knife hadn't severed his arm, it had clearly penetrated deep enough to expose the bone.

"Big brother!"

After this brief, lightning-fast exchange, Vodka finally came to his senses.

He watched nervously as his older brother was inexplicably slashed, and at the same time, he reflexively pulled out his pistol and fired.

"boom!"

"Bang! Bang!"

Vodka fired several shots, finally forcing back the guy who wanted to attack Gin again.

However, the opponent's skill of slicing bullets with a long sword still left Vodka completely stunned.

Fortunately, amidst Gin's slightly pained groan, Vodka quickly regained his senses and rushed to Gin's side to support him.

"Big brother, are you alright?!" Vodka looked anxiously at his older brother, while cautiously raising his gun to guard against the guy he had forced back.

"Damn it, who is this?!" Because the two sides had created some distance between them, Gin finally had a chance to look at the attacker.

"Huh, it's actually a woman?"

Gin was slightly taken aback when he saw the other person's tall figure accentuated by her strangely styled cheongsam and her long hair flowing down her back.

Although Gin couldn't see the other person's expression because the other person was wearing a pure white, eerie smiling mask.

However, Gin could clearly sense the intense killing intent emanating from the other party.

The woman, holding a knife, stood quietly a few meters away from him, staring at him.

Although she appeared completely still, Gin could tell from the tense muscles in her legs that if he and Vodka made any sudden movements, the knife in her hand would likely appear in front of him instantly.

Although Gin's uninjured hand had already reached for the spare pistol at his waist, and Vodka beside him was also on guard, his heart still pounded with anxiety.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had felt this way.

Even though the other party was just a woman wielding a cold weapon, the sense of oppression she exerted was far greater than that of that despicable rat who had betrayed the organization—

Shuichi Akai!

"Who are you!?"

Chapter 394 Rescue

The woman with the knife ignored Gin.

For a moment, the two sides were locked in a stalemate.

Only Shiho Miyano, who was lying on the ground with her eyes closed, opened her eyes after waiting for death to arrive. She witnessed the entire confrontation between a woman with a knife and Gin.

This left them completely bewildered.

This……

what's going on.

Before Shiho Miyano could think further, the stalemate was broken.

The woman with the knife, facing the dark muzzle of the vodka gun, surprisingly took the initiative and lunged forward.

Vodka instinctively raised his hand to fire, and Gin similarly drew his spare pistol and aimed it at the other man.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of gunfire.

The woman with the knife remained completely calm, without even blinking. She dodged left and right without being hit by a single shot, and instead quickly closed the distance between them.

Vodka was almost speechless at what he saw.

Faced with the knife-wielding woman rushing towards him, Vodka instinctively tried to change his magazine and continue firing.

On the contrary, Gin, who was injured, saw the situation clearly and, without thinking, grabbed Vodka by the collar and took two steps back.

The next second, the woman's long knife slashed fiercely at the spot where Gin and Vodka had been, stirring up a cloud of snow mist.

Even the ground was sparked by the violent impact of the longsword.