Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
"The biggest, most convincing liar wins. It's as simple as Meyerhoff followed the huge, bear-like Altairian guard Zeckler was on his feet, his eyes suddenly bright with excitement. "Wait a minute," he said tensely. "To tell them a lie that they'd have to believe—a lie they simply couldn't regarded Meyerhoff from beneath uneven black eyebrows, and Zeckler's eyes flashed, and a huge grin broke out on his sallow face. His thin body fairly shook. He started hopping Meyerhoff scowled, and turned abruptly to the guard. "We'll Meyerhoff stared at him. "Oh, come now. Have you gone "Look, Zeckler, the name is Meyerhoff, and I'm not your and the judge banged the gavel for silence. As soon as Zeckler The judge stared down at Zeckler as if he were a bug on a rock. "Oh, yes. You had something else to say. Well, go ahead and say it." Zeckler looked sharply around the hushed room. "You want Meyerhoff stared at the little man with a mixture of pity and Zeckler's eyes widened. "What do you mean, fool? So I spend a couple of weeks in this pneumonia trap. The deal was worth it! I've got three million credits sitting in the Terran The judge stared at him, and then at Meyerhoff, then back. You've committed a crime here—a major crime. The Altairians are sore about it. And the Terran Consulate isn't willing to sell all the trading possibilities here down the river just to going to get you." Zeckler stood up shakily. "You can't believe anything the Meyerhoff's face was purple with anger. "Oh, indeed it did! natives say," he said uneasily. "They're pathological liars. Why, you should see what they tried to sell Meyerhoff turned on him fiercely. "Oh, you got off just fine. Meyerhoff. "They'll probably drop a little fine on me and let Meyerhoff turned to him, and a twinkle of malignant glee Not me! Oh, no. Sorry, but no thanks." Meyerhoff Meyerhoff grinned unpleasantly. He brushed an imaginary lint fleck from his lapel, and looked up at Zeckler slyly. "That—uh—jury trial. The Altairians weren't any too happy to Meyerhoff watched the man's pale face, and shook his head. Zeckler went white. "But that money was in banking custody!" "Is that right? My goodness. You don't suppose they could little con-man. "And incidentally, you're under arrest, you know." A choking sound came from Zeckler's throat. " Arrest! " straight back to Terra. And there I think you'll face a jury trial." Zeckler spluttered. "There's no evidence—you've got nothing on me! What kind of a frame are you trying to pull?" "A so frequently used—but there was always somebody, Meyerhoff Zeckler puffed nervously on his cigarette, his narrow face Meyerhoff pulled a pipe from his pocket, and began stuffing Meyerhoff grinned at the little man's horrified face. "Never Zeckler snorted. "But how could they possibly have a legal sold it to a dozen separate, self-centered, half-starved natives! Encroachment on private property is legal grounds for murder on this planet, and twelve of them descended on the same chunk of land at the same time, all armed with title-deeds." Meyerhoff sighed. "You've got twelve mad Altairians in your hair. You've got a mad planet in your hair. And in the meantime, Terra's most valuable uranium source in five centuries Meyerhoff smiled coolly. "You're going to get your sly little With that Meyerhoff walked to the door. He jerked it inward with twelve chairs—larger chairs, with a railing running along the front. The rest of the room was filled almost to the door with seats facing the bench. Zeckler followed the shaggy-haired In the back of the room a door burst open with a bang. Loud, harsh voices were heard as half a dozen of the huge Altairians attempted to push through the door at once. Zeckler flanked by two clerks, who took their places beside him. The prosecutor eyed Zeckler with cold malevolence, then turned and delivered a sly wink at the judge. court. "We are reading the case of the people of Altair I," the judge's voice roared out, "against one Harry Zeckler—" he paused for a long, impressive moment—"Terran." The courtroom immediately burst into an angry growl, until the judge hereby accused of the following crimes," the judge bellowed. "Conspiracy to overthrow the government of Altair I. Brutal murder of seventeen law-abiding citizens of the village of after his arrival. Desecration of the Temple of our beloved Goddess Zermat, Queen of the Harvest. Conspiracy with the in a public square. Four separate and distinct charges of jail-break and bribery—" The judge pounded the bench for order—"Espionage with the accursed scum of Altair II in preparation " Now wait a minute! " Zeckler was on his feet, wild-eyed. "What kind of railroad job—" muttered. "Have the prosecutor call his first witness," said Meyerhoff. Zeckler leaned over, his face ashen. "These charges," he whispered. "They're insane!" Zeckler—"stopped me in my tracks with a vicious cry. He had cruel glint in his eyes that there was no warmth, no sympathy in his heart, that I was—" "Objection!" Zeckler squealed plaintively, jumping to his feet. "This witness can't even remember what night he's talking about!" his bundle of notes. "Overruled," he said abruptly. "Continue, please." The witness glowered at Zeckler. "As I was saying before Meyerhoff. "Listen to him! Why should I care where their A third witness took the stand, continuing the drone as the room grew hotter and muggier. Zeckler grew paler and paler, his eyes turning glassy as the testimony piled up. "But it's not low intelligence. The only thing in the world they have any respect for is a liar bigger and more skillful than they are." Zeckler jerked around abruptly as he heard his name bellowed out. "Does the defendant have anything to say before the jury delivers the verdict?" "Do I have—" Zeckler was across the room in a flash, his The judge blinked, and shuffled through his notes hurriedly as a murmur arose in the court. "Our land?" "Your lives, your land, everything you hold dear," Zeckler true. But in every instance, I was working with heart and soul, risking my life, for the welfare of your beautiful planet." There was a loud hiss from the back of the court. Zeckler Somebody in the middle of the court burst out laughing. One by one the natives nudged one another, and booed, and guffawed, until the rising tide of racket drowned out Zeckler's words. "The defendant is obviously lying," roared the prosecutor Meyerhoff nodded. The judge shrugged, pointing over his Somehow, Zeckler managed to stumble from the witness stand, amid riotous boos and hisses, and tottered into the anteroom. Zeckler puffed hungrily on a cigarette, and looked up at Meyerhoff's eyes were worried, too. For some reason, he Zeckler sat in silence for a moment. "This lying business," he said finally, "exactly how does it work?"

<question>:
Why does Meyerhoff arrest Zeckler?

<options>:
A He arrests Zeckler for perjury.
B He arrests Zeckler for undermining the authority of the Terran Trading Commission.
C He arrests Zeckler for murdering eighteen Altairians.
D He arrests Zeckler for selling the same plot of land to a dozen different Altairians.

<answer>:

B