Zhang Heng's explanation left Xu Qian in complete shock for two full seconds, and she even forgot to breathe. Until she choked on the smoke she had just inhaled, she said with a cough, "This is too ridiculous. If what you said is true, there will be a lot of clones living in New Shanghai 0297 right now. Other than those clones with serial numbers on their necks, there are also clones like me... What did you say earlier? You said there's another batch of clones without serial numbers living in New Shanghai 0297."
"That's right," Zhang Heng nodded.
"How did you come to this conclusion? From the moment the boss and the lady boss of Fu Ji refused to admit that I had worked there, Jiang Hong and the landlord insisted that the previous tenant of 714 was a family of three? So, you think I'm not the only one, and there are many clones like me in this city?"
"You are not the only one who faced a situation like this," Zhang Heng said calmly.
"What?"
