It's three weeks later, the wall is covered in pieces of paper, photographs and string, Sherlock hasn't slept for days, hasn't eaten for a week, and is running around all over the place, but he is getting somewhere.
— Burn the Heart Out of You
, a Sherlock fanfiction
, a Sherlock fanfiction"I think we need pushpins and red string.You're supposed to put all the stuff you know on a bulletin board with pushpins, then connect them with red string. It's a must for figuring things out."
— Charlie Asher, Secondhand Souls by Christopher Moore
The board is covered with charts, notes, and yarn connecting things together... Interestingly, it seems to conflate the Sea King and a Captain P. Sylvia.
He stood up and surveyed one of the walls in the apartment. It was covered floor-to-ceiling in photographs of Jesse taken from traffic cameras, security cameras, drones, and the cameras in her phone, laptop, and workplace computer. There were strands of red string connecting these pictures to receipts, bills, coupons, and pamphlets they fished out of her garbage. There were also sticky notes with phrases like "Hoboken Bombing" on a picture of Jesse standing in line at the grocery store, and "Possible Counterfeiting Front?" with a picture of Jesse walking into a laundromat.
