Two reasons
Sigh!
A man who was wearing a white shirt, with a formal black touser was talking with someone on the walkie-talkie. After talking for a while he put down his walkie-talkie and began to move toward the door of his room.
Opening the door he left the room and began to walk with a destination in his mind.
Remembering the recent conversation he had had a thought appeared in his head,
"So, the one from the island had come this far and even killed some of our goons. But I still don't understand why the higher-ups had stopped everyone from going on that island without a team with more than ten members. Shouldn't we kill him as well"
The man in white was still confused over this order and his purpose of reaching the room was to know the answer today at all cost.
The hall was well-lit, and there were multiple guards patrolling the building. The man simply walked in between them and reached a room.