Although the position of the captain of the City Guard Brigade successfully fell into the hands of the enlightened faction, in order to prevent the now bedridden Emperor Pulit from taking back his fate, Xia Lin still did not show up for the time being, and the affairs of the industrial park were taken care of by Wyatt, and Harper was responsible for the research institute, and he did not need to deal with other affairs for the time being.

During this time, the news of his death also spread to the industrial park and even the slums through the New Leaf Chamber of Commerce, and countless employees of the industrial park were full of shock and sadness when they heard that such a good boss was actually assassinated to death by an evil mage.

On the 24th, the Carl family held a funeral in the Templar Church in the West End, and Xia Lin stayed in the Karl Institute with some boredom and anxiety, watching Harper put on a black mage robe and pin a black armband to prepare to leave for his funeral, feeling a little strange.

"Don't say anything when comforting my family, and besides, let your expression be a little more painful, don't show your stuff!"

Xia Lin once again carefully thought about his plan to fake his death, and after finding that there were not too many loopholes, he warned Harper.

"Don't worry! Then again, if you keep faking your death, what will happen to the institute in the future?"

In the bathroom of the researcher's dormitory, Harper cleaned his whole body with a cleansing technique, and then asked Xia Lin.

"It won't be too long, I believe it won't take a week for everything to settle."

Xia Lin replied with a heavy expression, and in his speculation, the New Year's dinner that would be held in the palace on the 30th should be the best time for Emperor Plitt to announce the establishment of the prince.

Therefore, he tentatively decided to launch a coup d'état on that day, using the Alliance's new army, city guards, palace guards, and royal magic guards to complete control of Hurgana.

At that time, the two-week plan of the new army had also been implemented, and it should have a certain combat effectiveness.

"Then I'll rest assured, I'll go first!"

Seeing that Xia Lin was confident about this, Harper nodded, showing a sad look as Xia Lin's advice, and was ready to attend the funeral of his friend who was sitting next to him, and then pushed open the door and walked out of the dormitory.

The researchers at the Carr Institute did not meet the quota, so there were many empty rooms in the researchers' dormitory, and Xia Lin stayed here to avoid people's eyes and ears for this time.

There are two people he can trust here, the first is naturally Harper Cole's friend, and the second is Sophia Hirst, the terms of the elemental oath she signed with Xia Lin are not to reveal all Xia Lin's secrets, and at this time, Xia Lin can also trust her for this reason.

For Charlene, having a funeral while he was not dead was a novel experience, but for Harper, attending the funeral of a friend who was not dead felt rather strange.

The news of Xia Lin's death had reached the research institute through the New Leaf Chamber of Commerce, and the researchers, security guards, and cleaning staff along the way were all silent, many of them were carrying black linen bands bought from the textile factory on their left arms, in addition to feeling sad about Xia Lin's death, they probably also felt confused and uneasy about their future.

After all, unlike other institutions under Xia Lin's name, the Karl Institute is completely managed by Xia Lin himself, and the funds of the institute are completely dependent on Xia Lin himself, and after Xia Lin's death, they naturally don't know where to go in the future.

Originally, Luna and many of the researchers wanted to attend Xia Lin's funeral, but Harper, as the deputy director, refused their proposal on the grounds of the institute's secrecy regulations.

"What a blessing!"

Along the way to the R&D center dock to board the scheduled ship, Harper stood at the front of the deck and looked at the empty river, feeling the oncoming river breeze, and suddenly sighed thoughtfully.

Harper had heard Xia Lin's description of his assassination, and knew that if it weren't for Xia Lin's wit, I am afraid that the funeral he attended today would not be a fake funeral, and I am afraid that he would be as uneasy and confused as those employees along the way.

Faced with an assassination attempt by a four-ring mage from the shadows, Harper thought that he would put him in Xia Lin's position, carrying the same scroll and Potions, and there was no way for him to escape.

After getting off the boat at the wharf of Xinglan Industrial Park, everything was as before, and the Baotou steel wooden rails that were still under construction had been extended for four or five hundred meters.

Led by the leader of the construction team, the workers removed the wooden rails covered with steel sheets from the flatbed trucks, erected them on the already leveled gravel foundations, and then used heavy hammers to drive the nails fixed next to the tracks into the solid foundation.

The flatbed carts were constantly coming and going on the tracks that had been built, and they looked orderly, but Harper noticed that the workers today had gray or black strips of cloth tied around their arms, and it was clear that they were also commemorating Charlin, the good boss who had changed their lives, in their own way.

"Is this what the ideal you want to achieve entails? Xia Lin?"

Harper paused by the dock for a moment, then hopped into Wyatt's carriage and headed for the church where the funeral was held.

On the road to the church, he saw in the distance the carriages painted with various aristocratic coats of arms parked on both sides of the road, and a little further on, a group of employees of the industrial park wearing blue-gray cotton uniforms issued by the industrial park, bringing the old and the young.

Their left arms were also tied with strips of black and gray linen, among which were middle-aged men with gray hair showing their sideburns, half-grown young men with fluff just growing at the corners of their mouths, women with wrinkles all over their faces, weather-beaten, thin hands, thick bones, and ill-fitting coarse cotton coats, which looked like ignorant children with cotton sleeves.

"It's ......"

Harper beckoned the groom to stop the carriage and stepped out of the carriage with some surprise, looking at the employees, who were clearly from the slums.

"Master Mage, you're going over to attend Boss Xia Lin's funeral, right? Please go this way!"

Seeing Harper, who was wearing black gauze pinned to his left arm, a man in the crowd took the initiative to greet Harper and beckoned Harper to move forward.

As the two of them walked forward, the dense crowd silently parted a path, which made Harper's heart full of shock, and he couldn't help but ask the man who was leading the way for him:

"Are you employees of the industrial park? Why gather here? Aren't you working today?"

"Master Mage, we are all here to attend the funeral of Boss Xia Lin, he has given us a job that will allow us to support our families, so that we mud monkeys can have a decent human life, so we all want to come and give him a ride.

Today, all the factories in the industrial park have arranged shifts, I am a team leader of the sugar factory, we will come over to mourn the boss of Xia Lin first, and we will go back in the afternoon to change another group of people.

This is the only thing we can do to Boss Xia Lin."

The man said with a hint of darkness on his face.