"I won't ask, you don't have to tell"

Jonathan returned home to find the floor spotlessly clean and shiny.

Fox was slumped on the sofa, visibly exhausted.

Jonathan poured himself a cup of water and casually said, "Cleaning a room shouldn't make you that tired."

"You must have not read my message," Fox complained.

"No time to read." Jonathan put down the cup, then turned on his wristband to briefly check.

Hmm, it turns out Fox sent him a message at three in the afternoon saying that he had gone to help Red move...

He also received a message from Red, saying that the original safe house and meeting place had all been abandoned, the organization had arranged a new batch, the Ruby Bar had been transferred, and they were renovating a nightclub in the city center, intending to make it the new meeting place.

"Moving?" Jonathan turned off the wristband, "Does Red see you as free labor?"