The embassy was a vast place with numerous staff. Some cursed Alexander in Yudonian; others remained courteous. Since the hazmat suit obscured his face, he ignored them and continued his search. He carefully checked the rooms, finding them to be ordinary offices. "It doesn't look like there are any secret passages or chambers," he mused. His experience with hidden spaces at home allowed him to identify their telltale signs, but none were present.

His search of the entire building proved fruitless. He met with the others, learning they had also found nothing. Undeterred, he moved to the next building.

Meanwhile, Fred watched the surveillance feed from his office. He observed the five individuals examining each room indifferently, until one headed toward the medical room. Anxiety tightening his fist, he accessed the room's feed. Two beds and some basic medical equipment were visible, but the room was empty. Switching between surveillance angles, he confirmed no one was inside.

At that moment, the man in the hazmat suit reached the door.

"This is the medical room. You don't have to disinfect it," the guard said, halting the man.

Fred sprang to his feet, his eyes darting between the monitor's feeds. He braced himself against his desk before rushing from his office. He arrived as the guard and the man argued.

"I told you there's no need to disinfect this room! The doctors work here daily and sanitize it regularly," the guard yelled.

"We must ensure it's hygienic enough for our standards. We have to disinfect every goddamn room, got it?!" the man retorted.

The guard refused to open the door; the man refused to leave.

Fred thundered, "There's no need to disinfect that room!"

"Your Grace, didn't you tell us to disinfect every room?" the man asked.

Fred nodded to the guard, signaling him to step aside. Turning to the man, he said, "Yes, but this is the medical room, which undergoes sanitization multiple times daily. It doesn't require disinfection."

"To ensure the place is 100% safe, I hope you cooperate. It won't even take two minutes," the man chuckled.

Fred raised an eyebrow. "Well, I'll allow you inside, but on one condition."

"We're just disinfecting for your workers' safety. What condition?" the man asked, amused.