Time back to the present, Wen Yu faced Lin Haifeng's brand intelligent mastermind, and did not talk about the matter that the two had not agreed on a few days ago, but changed the topic and led to the still unfinished plan.

"So, what should we do next?"

Hearing Wen Yu's question, the light and shadow on the screen flickered, and after a while, Lin Haifeng emitted an electronic synthesis sound.

"Push Fang Yuqiong to become the commander of Yanjing."

"I'm rooting for him?"

"No, you don't need to speak out, if you speak, you will show flaws, just don't say anything, someone will jump out and push Fang Yuqiong to become the commander of Yanjing...... Moreover, I had prepared for it beforehand. ”

"What preparation?"

"Fran, I didn't tell Fran about this, but I think Fran should be able to see the truth of the matter and understand my hard work after Fran arrives at the scene, and you can go back and communicate with Fran. Also, Fran, there is my will...... This is before you decided to match the gods, I informed Fran and asked Fran to write it, my original intention was to prevent accidents, Fang Yuqiong's performance at that time was very good, and it was suitable to inherit my position...... Now it seems that it is a crooked hit......"

(See Chapter 227 Expulsion!) ）

"So, what do I need to do?"

"Observation...... Observe who else is the inner work of the gods among the high-level leaders of Yanjing......"

"I can't."

"There will be, otherwise the gods would not have the confidence to push Fang Yuqiong to the throne."

"And after I die, hehe, I think many people will be restless in their hearts, right?"

Wen Yu was silent, then chatted with Lin Haifeng for a few more words, and then turned to leave.

……

When Wen Woo returned to the Eighth District Outpost, it all came to an end.

The four-headed soul puppet that assassinated Lin Haifeng had been killed by the Yanjing masters who came later, Lin Haifeng's body was covered with a white cloth and transported to prepare for a thick burial, while Fran was just standing in the ruins of the General Headquarters, with his eyes closed, not knowing what he was thinking.

When Wen Yu walked up to Fran, Fran just opened his eyes, he looked at Wen Yu, and just nodded, his face showing obvious grief.

"Mourning ......"

Wen Yu just patted Old Man Fran on the shoulder, said two words briefly, and then stopped making a sound.

But deep down, Wen Yu suddenly woke up - Old Man Fran has the ability to time, and he can go back in time and find out the truth of the matter.

So far, however, nothing has changed.

It may be that the gods have cleaned up the traces of this aspect, or it may be that Old Man Fran and Lin Haifeng have reached a tacit understanding, but it should be the former.

The gods would not have left such a conspicuous flaw.

"Next ......"

Wen Yu was about to say something, but Fran interrupted Wen Yu with a wave of his hand, he just shook his head slightly, and then said this.

"You can find a place to rest first, this evening, I will hold a funeral for Commander Lin, and I will call someone to inform you when the time comes."

Wen Yu didn't say anything more, just nodded, and then turned to leave.

……

Wen Yu found a random hotel outside to stay, ate something briefly, and slept for a while, the door was knocked, Wen Yu opened the door, and saw the figure of the old man Fran "whooshing" into the room.

"Who did that?"

Although the ability did not find the truth of the matter, Fran was still keenly aware of something wrong.

"It doesn't matter who it is, the important thing is that this is what Lin Haifeng signaled."

"Is he really dead?"

"It seems to me that he is really dead, but he doesn't seem to think so."

Wen Yu just wanted to elaborate, but Old Man Fran interrupted Wen Yu's words with a wave of his hand, so he sat on the stool and thought for a while, and only after a while, did he sigh.

"Okay, I see."

Then, he got up and motioned for Wen Yu to follow, and the two left the hotel one after the other, and within a moment, they rushed to the largest conference center in the Yanjing District 8 outpost.

……

After several hours, the auditorium has been decorated in black and white, with wreaths and salutes, waiters and soldiers standing side by side, and the whole venue has a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

Old man Fran took the lead, Wen Yu followed, the two walked into the venue one after the other, and when they walked through the gate decorated with white ribbons, they saw a huge black and white photo of Lin Haifeng and the grief-stricken Lin clan people in front of the photo.

Fang Bai, Lin Tianxue, and Fang Yuqiong stood on the left side of the coffin, and Lin Que himself stood on the right side of the coffin.

Fran gently pushed Wen Yu, Wen Yu understood, he took the white flower handed by the waiter, stepped forward, first bowed three times to Lin Haifeng's body, and then placed the flower on Lin Haifeng's coffin.

Then, Wen Yu walked in front of Lin Que, patted Lin Que's shoulder, and signaled Lin Que to mourn and change.

The eldest son turned against him, and the eldest grandson was responsible for everything for the funeral - but unfortunately, Lin Que's age was destined to make him unable to bear the weight of this matter.

Lin Que just cried, and didn't say anything about Wen Yu's movements, which made Wen Yu a little embarrassed, but fortunately, Fang Bai on the side stepped forward and rounded the scene for Wen Yu.

After the ceremony, Wen Yu stepped aside and watched the high-level Yanjing executives led by Fran present the gifts one by one.

The whole process seems solemn, but boring - in fact, the so-called red and white things are probably just that......

It wasn't until about three hours had passed that the whole process was over, and it was only at this point that Fang Bai took two steps forward, he greeted the guests, and motioned for everyone to dine in the side hall - it is not that people should eat and drink and celebrate as soon as they die, the so-called eating and drinking are also part of the Huaxia funeral.

Wen Yu had nothing to do, plus Wen Yu knew that Fang was the biggest attraction next, fortunately, he also followed Fang Bai's footsteps and took the lead in the side hall, and then, Wen Yu sat on the main seat under Fang Bai's arrangement, and behind him was Lin Haifeng's huge statue.

Lin Haifeng was smiling on the posthumous portrait, his eyes were blazing, at this moment, Wen Yu really felt some kind of invisible pressure - it was not that the posthumous image was terrible, but Wen Yu understood that Lin Haifeng, this guy, might be hiding in a monitor, looking at everything below with his eyes shining......

It's called the gaze of the dead......

As Wen Yu sat down, the high-level executives of Yanjing also entered the restaurant one by one, until everyone was seated and the food began to be served, but except for Wen Yu taking a few bites of food, no one moved the bowl or chopsticks......

The atmosphere seems to be worse now than it was just now.

……

It wasn't until about ten minutes later that Lin Tianxue, who was at the same table as Wen Yu, spoke.

"Father is dead......"

It seemed to be a nonsense, but except for Lin Que, who was still sobbing in a low voice, everyone in the entire restaurant was stunned.

Here comes the main topic......

"We are also very sad that this kind of thing happened, but the country cannot be left without a king for a day......"

"Auntie!"