Open Conspiracy

This woman's melodious voice, which seemed to caress the ears, was utterly ordinary to all the women present, lacking any distinctive quality.

Even to those women who enjoyed music, the voice wasn't pleasant.

But to all the men, it was incredibly enchanting, the sound slowly seeping into their hearts, their inner selves stirred by the song.

Only a few of the more strong-willed businessmen felt a slight unease.

Yet, this gentle, insidious erosion, like silent rain nourishing the soil, still drew them unconsciously into the perfect, tender sound.

A few individuals with sharper wills sensed something was wrong, their minds still unconsciously lingering on the edge of enchantment.

"Quick, call the police, there's something wrong with this woman."

Among them, a middle-aged man in a crisp suit, radiating vitality, said with a struggling expression to his wife beside him.

Not long after speaking, he was completely captivated by Lorelei's alluring voice.

His wife, looking at the strange crowd around her, finally realized what was happening.

While Lorelei was still singing, she hurriedly took out her phone and dialed the police.

But before she could say more than a few words, Ward knocked her unconscious with a single punch.

Looking at the phone in his hand, which was already connected, Ward angrily hung up.

He walked over to Lorelei and said softly, "Someone called the police. Those people from S.H.I.E.L.D. will probably notice something's wrong soon."

Lorelei finally closed her lips and glanced at Ward.

Lorelei's face was now flushed, a thin sheen of sweat on her forehead, her chest heaving noticeably.

The song she had just sung seemed to have taken a significant toll on Lorelei.

But the effect was undeniable. All the men in the hall were staring at Lorelei in a daze, completely ignoring their partners' calls.

Lorelei returned to the stage, "Tell them all to shut up. I don't want any other women to be able to speak here!"

As soon as she said this, the hundred or so businessmen around them seemed to suddenly awaken from a beautiful dream.

They then immediately turned on their closest companions, their hands reaching for their throats.

With the men's full strength, the women were unable to resist, one by one being strangled into unconsciousness or death.

Fortunately, most people only managed to knock their partners unconscious. After all, they hadn't forgotten their past and still carried all their memories.

So, once their companions in their arms fell unconscious and stopped resisting, they were casually thrown to the ground.

Only a very few businessmen, who had intended to kill their partners all along, took the opportunity to do so themselves.

Thus, in the entire hall, only these nearly one hundred wealthy men remained.

Then, through Lorelei's individual interactions, the two hundred guards standing outside the hall were all brought under her control.

They then directly opened the hotel's armory and fully equipped them with reserve firearms.

The wealthy magnates in the hall also began to mobilize their resources, consolidating funds, and in a short time, a large batch of combat supplies was transported to the hotel, arming and distributing them to all the guards.

Lorelei didn't rest either. She continued to use her abilities, manipulating most of the men in the hotel.

And most of the women, caught off guard, were locked in the hall by the men, all their communication devices confiscated.

The hundred wealthy individuals from various regions began to jointly exert pressure on officials like the Governor of California.

Under false intelligence and strong demands, half of the California police force mobilized their officers, heading to various companies for searches.

Furthermore, with the lure of money, various gangs, both large and small, connected to these wealthy individuals, began to cause trouble and create chaos near the Caesars Palace Hotel.

In just a few hours, half of California was in chaos. Pedestrians on the streets hurried home to seek refuge, and there seemed to be no great surprise about it.

The most luxurious Caesars Palace Hotel in downtown Los Angeles had somehow become the most chaotic area in California.

And the guards who should have been protecting the hotel were all hidden inside, ignoring the hooligans who were randomly smashing and throwing things.

Traces of motorcycle gangs and police were visible everywhere. There were far fewer pedestrians on the road, but many people, unrelated to the matter but with ill intentions to take advantage of the chaos to rob, emerged.

By the time S.H.I.E.L.D. and others arrived in the city center, the entire area was in utter disarray.

"Lorelei has already started creating chaos!"

Sif said with a hint of resentment as she looked at the chaotic scene, as if recalling the chaos Lorelei had caused six hundred years ago.

"But it can still be controlled!"

Coulson, looking at the surrounding chaos, immediately contacted S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters for reinforcements, and began to dispatch more personnel to control the chaotic individuals.

The organization immediately adjusted the chaotic police system, reassigning tasks to the police who were running around due to confused orders.

Most of the chaotic police forces were redeployed near the Caesars Palace Hotel to quickly maintain order.

In just over an hour, all the surrounding chaos was completely quelled.

Fitz stood beside Coulson, holding a tablet. "According to satellite surveillance and all surrounding monitoring, no one has entered or exited the Caesars Palace Hotel during this period."

"However, according to the data, three hours ago, a large amount of weapons and equipment was delivered to the hotel, including forty kilograms of explosives."

Sif's expression was also serious. "If Lorelei is really inside, then everyone inside has probably been controlled by her."

Coulson looked at the magnificent entrance of the Caesars Palace Hotel. "If she's really inside, then it's fine. I'm afraid... Ms. Sif, May, you and the active female agents prepare to infiltrate. Remember, your target is only Lorelei."

"The remaining peripheral personnel, prepare to break through. They must have set up an ambush inside by now. This is going to be a tough fight."

"But remember to use tranquilizer darts for everyone. There are thirty billionaires inside with fortunes exceeding five hundred million dollars, including two super-rich individuals with fortunes over ten billion."

"Move out!!"

At Coulson's command, the well-equipped S.H.I.E.L.D. combat team behind him began to infiltrate the Caesars Palace Hotel.

Simultaneously, a large number of police officers surrounded the entire hotel, preventing anyone from breaking out.

This massive deployment had been arranged, yet Coulson sat back down in the car and called Fitz to his side.

"Fitz, investigate all flight records in the vicinity within the last six hours, including city flights, and see if there are any suspicious individuals."

"Sir, you think Lorelei has already left? Then why are we attacking here?" Fitz began operating on his tablet.

"The best outcome right now is that Lorelei is in the hotel, personally commanding the people she controls."

"However, with Ward by her side, changing her old-fashioned ways, the possibility is slim." Coulson fell silent for a moment.