In the following plot, Lan Hua, a professional assassin sent by the mastermind to kill Ling Lingqi, further probes Ling Lingqi's true intentions.

After a brief conversation, Ling Lingqi told Lan Hua that he was not good with guns; his specialty was throwing knives, the Little Li Flying Dagger!

Ling Lingqi solemnly introduced the orchid:

"As the saying goes, a family with seven Jinshi (successful candidates in the highest imperial examinations) and three of its members, father and son, achieved the third-highest rank in the imperial examinations."

Little Li Flying Dagger is actually the same person.

He was Li Xunhuan, who was once personally selected as the third-ranked scholar by Emperor Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the Golden Palace.

He came from a prestigious family, but later grew tired of fame and fortune and resigned from his official post to live in seclusion.

When Bai Xiaosheng wrote "The Weapon Ranking", he ranked Little Li's Flying Dagger as the third best in the world!

All the heroes of the world say that Little Li's flying dagger never misses its mark!

Because no one, in the sky or on earth, ever knew where his throwing knives were, nor how they were launched. Everyone only knew one thing: the throwing knife would always appear where it was supposed to be.

Lan Hua's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and she forced a smile as she asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

Ling Lingqi replied, "You know I'm not just a nobody. Actually, Bai Xiaosheng is my ancestor. The character 'bai' (百) can be written as the number 100, and if you read it backwards, it becomes 'Ling Lingyi' (凌凌衣)!"

As he spoke, a throwing knife had appeared in Ling Lingqi's hand without him even noticing. He continued, "..."

"This throwing knife is three and seven-tenths inches long, with a blade as thin as a cicada's wing. It is made of fine steel and cannot be forged by anyone but a skilled craftsman."

Lan Hua stared intently at the throwing knife in Ling Lingqi's hand, watching him turn his gaze to the plush toy by the wall.

After a flash of light, Lan Hua didn't find the throwing knife on the doll. It wasn't until she looked up that she realized the throwing knife was embedded in the wall above her head.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu, who had already finished eating and drinking, finally burst out laughing again.

He was overjoyed and said, "After all that buildup, I thought you were preparing some big move, haha, this is it!"

In the movie, Lan Hua breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this scene, saying "Beautiful," but in her heart, she felt even more contempt for Ling Lingqi.

She's ready to hunt down Ling Lingqi!

So she told Ling Lingqi that as a professional agent, one should at least have some knowledge of guns.

She took out her gun case, opened it, and introduced the various guns inside to Ling Lingqi, even letting him try them out.

Finally, she took out her personal pistol, and while Ling Lingqi wasn't paying attention, quickly loaded it with bullets. As she leisurely attached the silencer, she explained the pistol's shortcomings to Ling Lingqi:

"The Da Han Kyoto-made N13 pistol is used exclusively by domestic special agents. Its effective range is 150 meters. Its only drawback is that it is very noisy."

But with a silencer, killing can be done silently.

As she spoke, Lan Hua had already attached the silencer and pointed the gun at Ling Lingqi.

At this point, Ling Lingqi asked what kind of sound insulation the orchid silencer used.

Lan Hua had already considered Ling Lingqi as dead, but casually replied, "Maybe it's just cotton?"

Ling Lingqi brought her eyes close to the muffler, staring intently inside, and asked, "Can cotton block sound? Would toilet paper work?"

With an exaggerated, fake smile on her face, Lan Hua laughed so hard she almost fell over. In a cheerful tone, she said, "The question you asked is really childish!"

Ling Lingqi had three fingers on the silencer of one hand, while two fingers of the other hand were still peering at the muzzle of the gun, prying open his eyelids. As he looked, he muttered, "Sigh, I can't see it!"

At this moment, Lan Hua no longer cared about Ling Lingqi's strange behavior; her finger was already on the trigger.

Just as she was about to pull the trigger and end it all, she was shocked to find that Ling Lingqi had removed the silencer from the muzzle without her noticing.

He removed the muffler? He actually removed the muffler?

Lan Hua's smile froze on her face, as if she had been punched several times in the face. She stared blankly as Ling Lingqi installed the silencer on his own gun.

Ling Lingqi was pleasantly surprised to find that his gun was perfectly compatible with the silencer. He asked Lan Hua if he could try the gun, but the wind and rain outside were quite strong, and some rain had already drifted in, so he decided to close the window first.

Lan Hua looked at the gun that Ling Lingqi had placed on the table by the window, and the psychological frustration caused by the previous accident vanished from her heart!

Her eyes lit up again; this was a good opportunity for her.

Without the slightest hesitation, she picked up the gun and fired a shot into Ling Lingqi's back, right in the heart area.

However, the bullet flew backward and struck her right shoulder instead.

Hearing Lan Hua's startled cry, Ling Lingqi turned around and went to her side:

"What happened? Are you hurt?"

Orchid endured the pain: "I just wanted to test your gun."

Ling Lingqi shook his head: "You don't understand this gun. When you fire it, it will shoot backwards!"

Lan Hua controlled her expression: "Why didn't you say so sooner?"

Ling Lingqi saw that Lan Hua was bleeding and, without bothering to explain, prepared to help stop the bleeding.

He started rummaging through his suitcase.

Looking at Ling Lingqi, who had his back to her, Lan Hua's assassin rules, which she had learned since childhood, told her that this was still a good opportunity.

She used her good left hand to hold the pistol backwards and pulled the trigger.

But this time the bullet struck her again, hitting her left shoulder. This caused her to cry out in pain once more.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yu couldn't help but grin and laugh out loud, "This is fucking brilliant! Who the hell can withstand this gun!"

In the movie, Ling Lingqi, upon hearing the exclamation, once again appears beside Lan Hua:

"What's wrong now?"

At this moment, Lan Hua's arms hung limply at her sides due to the injuries to her shoulders. She replied in a tone of utter despair:

"I'm testing a gun."

"Injured again?" Ling Lingqi was quite helpless, so he had no choice but to introduce his gun to Lan Hua:

"This gun's full name is the 'Mischievous Gun.' You fired one shot from the back and then another from the front, without even asking me?"

Lan Hua couldn't hold back any longer: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"Wow, you're bleeding profusely! Here, take some bandages." Ling Lingqi handed the medical supplies she had found to Lan Hua.

Lan Hua glanced at the band-aid and decided she didn't want to get entangled with Ling Lingqi anymore.

She dragged her two limp arms to the bathroom and closed the door. Lifting the toilet seat, she saw a hidden screen.

The face of the mastermind behind the scenes appeared on the screen.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yu slapped his leg repeatedly, his sarcastic spirit ignited once more:

"No way! Hidden screens on toilets? What a brilliant idea! Is this for secret agents?!"

"It has to be you, Watson!"

Looking at this toilet, Zhang Yu couldn't help but picture Waltham's rugged, rock-like face.

Hidden agent chair, hidden hairdryer, hidden razor, and quirky gun!

He couldn't help but sigh, "Just how many of Watson's useless inventions are in this movie?!"