The trouble had been resolved.
Everyone naturally went back to Sasuela Palace.
When they passed by the site of the skirmish, Delsen assigned a small team to stay behind and deal with the captured people there.
After they returned, The Queen immediately left with her two daughters; what happened today was indeed a bit刺激 for two little girls.
But since they hadn’t directly joined the fight, and there hadn’t been any bloody scenes, it was actually still okay.
Luofeng checked into the hotel arranged by the Royal Family, and he was looking through the information Zhongyi Tang had sent him, such as the identities of the attackers.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
In the King’s office, Delsen was also reporting the situation.
"Your Majesty the King, everything over there has been handled. The case will be handed over to the local Patrolman in Madrid. Mr. Luo’s outsourced security team is very strong; they should have used Tsarist Russia’s latest weapons and equipment!" Delsen said.
"Tsarist Russia?" Philip was a bit puzzled.
Delsen said, "Yes. They don’t seem to care if we find out, and they’re all Daxia People!"
"Could it really be an outsourced team?" Philip asked in confusion.
"I heard that this Mr. Luo has a very good relationship with Tsarist Russia; it’s possible that a Security company from Tsarist Russia helped out," Delsen said.
"Where are they now?" the King asked.
"We don’t know. After they greeted our small team that stayed behind to handle the captured people, they left! According to our intelligence channels, after they entered downtown Madrid, they vanished without a trace," Delsen said. "They’re a professional team. They easily defeated fifteen criminals, with zero casualties!"
The King fell silent.
He thought it over for a moment and still decided to call Luofeng himself.
"Good evening, Mr. Luo. Are you comfortable with the hotel the Royal Family arranged for you?" the King asked.
"Pretty good. I like it," Luofeng said.
"There’s something I need to ask you about. Regarding that outsourced team—may we contact them to handle some matters?" the King asked.
Luofeng refused. "I’m afraid that might be a bit difficult."
"Oh? What kind of difficulty?" the King asked.
Luofeng cleared his throat. "They’re a private Security company. Their daily security fee is 200,000 US Dollar. As long as there’s an operation, there’s an additional 100,000 US Dollar charge, and for an operation like just now—since they took out fifteen people—that’s another 300,000 US Dollar in fees."
The King started doing mental math, and his heart began to ache.
Didn’t that mean that single protection operation just now would cost 600,000 US Dollar?
With a quote like that, no wonder Luofeng said it would be difficult.
After all, their Royal Family was too poor; they simply couldn’t afford such a hiring fee.
"By the way, Your Majesty the King, have you found out who these people are?" Luofeng asked.
"Has Mr. Luo found out?" the King countered.
"We entrusted a third-party consulting firm to investigate and got the information. They seem to be radical separatists from your side! I’ll send the relevant documents to The Queen?" Luofeng asked.
"Just send them directly to my email," the King said, then sent his email address to him.
"Alright, no problem," Luofeng nodded.
This time the King didn’t ask further about the third-party consulting firm.
He guessed it was also a private company, and the investigation fees would be very high as well.
But even if he had asked, Luofeng’s answer would have been the same: their appearance fees were too high; poor people shouldn’t even think about it.
Their Royal Family really was too poor; otherwise, why would Queen Lydia’s everyday outfits be clothes from Zara?
At some important events, if she needed a crown, The Queen even had to go borrow one from the Old Queen.
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