All Heavens: Starting from Becoming a God

Wang Yu's pace did not stop because of the success in front of him.

The curtain has been drawn, and now he has to invite the most important supporting actors.

Without the group of heretics who hide the dark side of the city, it would be difficult for me to complete this scene by myself.

Even in the most developed foggy city in the 19th century, gas lamps were still not widespread. Except for those main roads, there were only limited supply of oil lamps for a limited time on the roads leading to the slums.

The dark and remote paths are like ferocious beasts that prey on people. A few homeless people may rush out at any time and rob you. Unfortunately, Wang Yu did not wait for them.

"Boring."

Wang Yu, who had been traveling without incident, arrived at the door of a remote tavern.

The burly bartender at the door looked at him with an unkind expression: "Police?"

Only then did Wang Yu suddenly realize.

Yes, I am a policeman. No wonder no one robs me.

At this time, Wang Yu, who claimed to be a wise man, was a little embarrassed. Facing the questioning bartender, he said angrily: "What's the matter? Can't the police come and have a drink?"

"Police are not welcome here."

"It's a pity that you are about to welcome me."

Wang Yu shrugged and walked past the sluggish strong man. It had to be said that this soul-searching method that he had improved countless times was really easy to use. It had many functions integrated into one and was extremely effective.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the strong smell of alcohol came out of the shop.

The noisy sound made Wang Yu a little unhappy. No one had ever dared to make a loud noise in front of him before. The old demon Zhen Yu felt a little emotional when he missed the past.

The biting cold wind brought in from outside the house chilled the atmosphere in the bar, and everyone turned to look at the young policeman who broke in alone.

"police?"

"What is Brand doing? Send a police officer in."

"Hey, little policeman, you seem to be in the wrong place."

Facing those unfriendly eyes, Wang Yu threw out the words he had prepared before without any pressure: "Don't be nervous, guys, I am a friend of Old John. He has encountered some troubles. I can only come here to find help." ”

"Who is old John?"

"We don't know any old John."

Amid the doubts of many bearded men, the tavern owner who had not spoken just now coughed lightly: "Old John is my friend. Sir, please come upstairs with me."

Wang Yu nodded.

Under everyone's gaze, Wang Yu followed the boss into a private room on the second floor of the tavern.

"What do you call me, Mr. Policeman?"

"Just call me Holmes, everyone calls me that." Wang Yu seemed very relaxed, without feeling like he was trapped in the enemy's lair.

He looked at the simple layout of the room and could see that this was just a temporary contact point.

"Don't worry Holmes, the sound insulation effect of this room is very good. People outside can't hear our conversation. What happened to old John?" The tavern owner said while enthusiastically filling Wang Yu a glass of wine. .

"It's very mellow." Wang Yu took it and took a sip naturally.

"Old John was in trouble today. Those church lackeys had discovered our intentions long ago and cooperated with the garrison outside the city to capture Old John and the others."

The old John that Wang Yu was talking about was naturally the unlucky werewolf who had been subjected to the soul-searching technique.

"Oh, I just said it's not a good idea to provoke the church. What about you, you didn't get caught?" The hotel owner didn't seem to care very much.

Wang Yu smiled and pointed at his clothes: "I am a policeman, they will not arrest the police."

"Yes, but I really didn't expect that Old John could make a police friend."

The hotel owner said and filled another glass of wine for Wang Yu. He continued to ask: "Old John and Kundo were really caught. The church group alone couldn't stop them. What happened? question?"

The tavern owner knew very well what his friends were capable of. They were a group of extraordinary creatures with physiques far beyond those of ordinary people. Those tin cans couldn't capture them alive.

Wang Yu agreed in his heart, indeed.

If he hadn't made a brilliant appearance, this group of church knights would have been able to defend their home. They really didn't have the ability to go out and pursue them hard.

Wang Yu gave a reasonable explanation: "They found a very powerful helper. Not only is he very powerful, he even found the source of cholera."

"What? That's impossible."

Wang Yu was very satisfied with the tavern owner's speech. This was the effect he wanted. He struck while the iron was hot and continued: "This is the first-hand information I obtained from within the police station. It will probably be reported in the newspaper tomorrow morning that cholera is caused by drinking alcohol." Waterborne.”

"Who is that person you are talking about?"

The tavern owner frowned, wondering how the trap he had carefully set up could be cracked so easily. You must know that the self-proclaimed doctors had no clue at all, and even looked in the wrong direction from the beginning.

"I'm not sure. At the moment, I only know that it's a helper invited by the church." Naturally, Wang Yu couldn't tell all the facts. He wanted to give the other party an unknown sense of crisis.

"I will arrange for someone to investigate. In this era, the person who can still possess such strength will definitely not be an unknown person." The tavern owner said and wrote the matter down on the letter paper beside him.

Wang Yu quietly watched him finish writing a letter.

The boss seemed to be belatedly waking up. He looked at Wang Yu with an apologetic look on his face: "Oh, I'm so sorry. This is an old problem of mine. When I get serious, I tend to forget other things."

"It's just a small thing, your wine tastes good."

The tavern owner chuckled and continued to ask: "Did that man have any other discoveries? For example, a complete cure for cholera?"

"Oh, my friend, how is that possible? We all know that cholera results in death."

Wang Yu gave his answer with a very exaggerated expression.

The tavern owner nodded in approval, and at the same time he turned the focus of the question back to Old John: "What about Old John and the others now? Are they in the hands of the royal family or the church?"

"In the hands of the church, that's why I came to you this time. Find a way to save them." Wang Yu pretended to be Old John's younger brother at this moment.

The tavern owner sighed.

"Holmes, this matter needs long-term consideration. After all, the church is not that easy to break into. I have to discuss it with other old friends."

This seemingly generous middle-aged man was obviously unwilling to risk his life to save his friends.

Wang Yu didn't care about this either. He just came here to put a bait for the opponent and give them a vaccination to prevent them from being able to react when more explosive news came later.

This drama cannot be without these supporting characters.

However, Wang Yuming's official identity was to come for reinforcements, so naturally he would not run away so easily.

"I hope you can do more for the sake of your colleagues. After all, Old John and the others will suffer countless tortures every second they fall into the hands of the church."

"Holmes, don't worry, I will tell the brothers the truth truthfully."

When Wang Yu heard these words, he understood that tonight's show had almost come to an end. He drank the last drop of wine in his glass, bowed to the boss and thanked him: "I'll leave everything to you."

"It's your job."

At least on the surface, the two of them, who were enjoying themselves, walked downstairs together, and saw people in the hall laughing at the confused bartender Brand.

"Hey Brand, you're finally awake."

"Don't drink when you go out on guard duty from now on. Fortunately, the brothers got it back for you before you froze to death."

As the initiator, Wang Yu did not show any extra emotion. He was confident that the other party did not remember the memory of the conversation with him at all.

Wang Yu, who had achieved his goal, naturally had no need to stay for a drink. After exchanging glances with the tavern owner, he walked out of the tavern silently.