Murdered: Soul Suspect’s first red herring comes five minutes in. As dead detective Ronan O’Connor, you are promised an enormous and exciting ghostly skillset with which to solve complex crimes, right wrongs, and gain unbridled access to the real-world town of Salem, Massachusetts. But by the time the credits roll, that promise has only been partially fulfilled. Being a ghost in Murdered is enjoyable in fits and starts, yet the use of your powers is brutally limited, resulting in an almost entirely scripted and therefore watered-down afterlife experience.
Our hero Ronan is a roughly sketched amalgam of every anti-authority, lone-wolf detective popularised in film during the late ‘60s and early ‘70s; a gravel-voiced cliche under a fedora. Yet the mystery lying at his feet is more unusual than most, as Ronan has a series of bulletholes in his chest and his ‘unfinished business’ is to discover the identity of his own killer.
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