Zheng Shiyong's voice rang out from behind Chen Ping'an. His pace didn't falter in the slightest as he walked straight toward the Constable's office.
'Normally, I'd give Constable Zheng some face and turn back to exchange a few pleasantries. But right now, this is too important!'
'As for what Constable Zheng said about the Constable not being here? I'm only half-convinced.'
Under normal circumstances, a Constable was always on duty in the Garrison Commandant's Office. The chance of one being absent was extremely slim.
Besides, even if the Constable really wasn't there, he had to see it for himself to be sure.
The Constable's office was even larger than the Task Room. The Task Room was a shared workspace for several on-duty constables, whereas the Constable's office was for the Constable alone.
The comparison was enough to demonstrate the Constable's power and status.
'He's really not here?'
