The container truck was very ordinary. It was an ordinary 4.6-meter van with an empty driver's seat.
As soon as he arrived at the scene, Chen Yan opened his olfactory and visual gene locks.
The smell of frozen meat was very strong, and there was the smell of blood.
It was probably because the car had lost its power and could not be cooled, so the frozen meat in the car had softened.
In addition, there was a faint burnt smell that alerted Chen Yan.
The car wasn't burnt, so why was there a burnt smell?
After carefully circling the carriage, Chen Yan frowned.
Open the carriage to check?
There was no need!
Why?
It was impossible for the other party to move all the frozen meat down, hide it, and then move the frozen meat in when they were escaping.
There wasn't enough time, and he couldn't stand the low temperature.
Therefore, Chen Yan carefully checked the side of the carriage.
Hah!
An inconspicuous tab caught Chen Yan's attention.
