Chapter 190 Nero and Virgil
Chapter 190 Nero and Virgil
"Kazami Shirou! I order you to use the large syringe in your hand to pierce your body right now!"
The weirdo brandished his weapon and spoke loudly.
The man standing in front of him uncontrollably moved the syringe in his hand closer to himself.
"Ah, damn it, how could this happen?"
Kazami Shirou said unwillingly.
"Haha, you've been poisoned by my neurotoxin! Kamen Rider V3 is about to die in my hands!"
Watching the large syringe in Kazami Shiro's hand getting closer and closer to him, until it finally touched him.
The weirdo couldn't help but show off even more arrogantly, and laughed as he watched Kazami Shirou fall off the cliff.
However, in the next moment, Kamen Rider V3 appeared on a nearby telephone pole!
"Huh? Damn it, why?"
The weirdo was horrified!
"Humph, of course it's because Kamen Rider V3 and Kazami Shirou have different bodies!"
"So the toxin that worked on Kazami Shirou is useless against Kamen Rider V3!"
"Taku!"
I saw Kamen Rider V3 do a somersault, and the next moment——
What appeared was the commercial time shot by Yoko Okino.
—————May 5, 3:40 p.m.——————
—————Shikoku region, hospital, special ward——————
"Ah, damn Okino Yoko, she's blocking me from seeing Kamen Ultraman!"
"Damn it! I really want to know how Kamen Rider V3 fights back!"
Xiang Yuanguang shook his head and expressed deep regret.
It’s bad enough that we can’t see the sequel to Kamen Rider Gochard, but can’t we even finish watching such an old movie like Kamen Rider V3 in one go?
When will he be able to buy a computer that allows him to watch whatever he wants? No, computers at that time also required CDs to watch programs.
"What's wrong with Okino Yoko, little Xiangyuan, that's enough."
"How can you be like a kindergarten kid, watching these special effects movies!"
"I can't even watch Ms. Yoko's new show!"
Uncle Maori was sitting nearby, muttering to himself.
Then, he suddenly moved his hand and instantly snatched the TV remote control from Xiang Yuanguang!
"Hahaha, little Xiang Yuan, you never thought that I have this skill!"
"You still need to rest. Let me watch the TV shows for you, hahaha!"
"Damn it! Uncle Maori, at this point we can no longer allow you to exist in this world where there is still hope!"
"I will destroy you directly on behalf of Kamen Rider V3! Look at my Superman Fist!"
(What are you two childish guys doing?)
(Your combined ages are twice my age, can you be more normal?)
Conan complained in his heart, his eyes following the two people walking around in the ward.
Mao Lilan beside her sighed.
Lawyer Xiang Yuan usually looks quite serious, so why does his true colors show after such long contact?
Usually I'm either doing handicrafts, watching Kamen Rider, or reading a book.
"Dad, Mr. Xiang Yuan, please stop running around."
"When the doctor comes in soon, I'm going to start screaming like a groundhog again."
As she spoke, Xiaolan cut off a small piece of the peeled apple and stuffed it into Conan's mouth.
The Shinigami elementary school student nodded and spoke vaguely.
"That's right, it's really noisy if the doctor suddenly screams." At this time, hearing what was said here, Xiang Yuanguang and Maori Kogoro, who were still fighting for the remote control, turned their heads at the same time.
(Damn it, this little devil...)
The term flashed through the minds of both of them at the same time.
The original TV programs seem to have become a bit boring.
Uncle Maori just felt that his fist was hard enough to give Conan a big bump on his head.
Really, can't you eat the fruit yourself? Do you need Xiaolan to peel it for you?
"Forget it, uncle, if you want to see Yoko Okino, go ahead. I'll close my eyes for a while."
He yawned and stuffed the remote control back into Kogoro Mori's hands.
He turned over and lay back on the bed, picking up his physical examination report from the table next to him.
This is what was examined this afternoon. The doctor originally planned to examine it tomorrow.
But I found that Xiang Yuanguang was in good spirits and didn't look like a seriously injured person, so I just moved it forward for a day.
(Although I don’t quite understand it, the numbers seem pretty good. I should be able to be released from prison tomorrow.)
(No, I should be able to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. I will make the magic doll by then.)
(The Shikoku area seems to have not been mentioned much, I just remember the lavender villa incident.)
Xiang Yuanguang's gaze rested on his physical examination report.
In fact, I don’t know where my thoughts have drifted to.
(The Lavender Villa incident should have happened before the start of Detective Conan.)
(But I did not find any relevant reports in Shikoku before.)
(It should be the same as the Moonlight Sonata murder case, which was delayed for some reason.)
(I just don’t know what caused the Lavender Villa incident to be postponed.)
I don’t know why, Xiang Yuanguang’s first guess was still himself.
No, to be precise, it is the original owner of Xiang Yuanguang who does not exist in the original work.
After all, the butterfly effect brought about by the SL3 incident has changed many things in the Conan world.
It is difficult to say whether the delayed Lavender Villa incident was also due to the existence of the original owner.
"Brother Xiang Yuan, didn't you say before that you wanted to give your magic doll a name?"
"Have you decided on a name yet?"
The sound of Conan's clip interrupted Yuan Guang's thoughts.
He came back to his senses, put his physical examination report aside, and glanced at the TV screen.
Well, Uncle Maori unceremoniously monopolized the TV screen and was watching the replay of Yoko Okino's show.
The hedgehog-headed lawyer was helpless about this. He stroked his chin, thought for a while, and came to a conclusion.
"I don't know."
Xiang Yuanguang's words are so righteous and self-confident that they make people feel ashamed.
"I feel like it doesn't sound very sophisticated if it's in Japanese, but I don't really understand it if it's in English."
"After all, I don't even have an English name myself, so how can I let the magic puppet have an English name first?"
(What name do you want?)
The Death God Elementary School Student shook his head, shaking out all his unnecessary thoughts.
He thought about the name Dante that he had heard in the second car.
On a whim, he suggested with a grin.
"So Brother Xiang Yuan's English name should be Virgil, right? How do you think?"
"It's the name of a famous Italian poet, just like Dante, but even more famous."
Virgil...?
Xiang Yuanguang touched his chin and nodded thoughtfully.
"That's fine. Since my English name is [Virgil], then the magic puppet's name should be [Nero]?"
"Nero? Why? What's the meaning?"
"No, I think it sounds better."
"…I feel like naming you Virgil is a bit of an insult to the name."
(End of this chapter)