"First, turn your clothes inside out!" Yan Fei said as he pulled the car over to the side, not answering his question but instructing instead. "While you're at it, go fix the license plate properly, so we don't end up being a joke if we get stopped for a check later."
"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Lin Haihu excitedly hopped off the car, first removed the thing covering the front license plate, then walked while taking off his clothes to turn them inside out, and also fixed the back plate so it was visible again—it was night and there was no sun, so you could only say it was exposed to the moonlight.
Just about to get back in the car when Yan Fei opened the door: "Give me the stick, I'll toss this 'offending tool' into the field, to avoid trouble if we get stopped later."
