Shen Tang listened to these words, only to feel a chill rush up her spine, goosebumps rising all over her body.
She took a deep breath, forcefully pressing down the trembling in her heart, and continued to ask, "Does she... have her own name?"
Jia Lan pondered for a moment, "She's probably like those Deputies—artificially created. Her purpose is to replace you, so of course she wouldn't have a true name."
"If you have to call her something, the people in the lab called her—"
"Number 3."
"Number 3..." Shen Tang repeated softly, her heart skipping a beat, "Number 1... Number 3..."
If she's Number 3, and Shen Qingli is Number 1,
then who... is the missing Number 2?
A wave of icy fear surged from her soles to the top of her head, leaving Shen Tang numb all over, her breathing unconsciously growing rapid.
