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

<passage>:
place was dark and damp, and smelled like moldy leaves. Meyerhoff followed the huge, bear-like Altairian guard Zeckler frowned. "And how do they regard the—the biggest Altairian stopped, producing a huge key ring from some obscure fold of his hairy hide. "I still don't see any reason for all the fuss," he grumbled in a wounded tone. "We've treated Zeckler was on his feet, his eyes suddenly bright with excitement. they sent you ! I knew I could count on it!" He executed a Zeckler's eyes flashed, and a huge grin broke out on his and the judge banged the gavel for silence. As soon as Zeckler gaunt face of the prisoner. Zeckler's face was dark with a The judge stared down at Zeckler as if he were a bug on a Zeckler looked sharply around the hushed room. "You want Zeckler's eyes widened. "What do you mean, fool? So I Consulate on Altair V, just waiting for me to walk in and pick them up. Three million credits—do you hear? That's enough to set me up for life!" his jaw sagging. One of the jurymen let out a little squeak, and fainted dead away. It took, all in all, about ten seconds for the statement " Meyerhoff grinned unpleasantly. "I mean precisely that. You've committed a crime here—a major crime. The Altairians are sore about it. And the Terran Consulate isn't willing of Epimenides the Cretan. It really stopped them cold. They knew convict me." He grinned impishly at Meyerhoff. "The paradox to sell all the trading possibilities here down the river just to Zeckler stood up shakily. "You can't believe anything the me go." "A little fine of one Terran neck." Meyerhoff grinned nastily. You've also completely botched any hope of ever setting up a trading alliance with Altair I, and that includes uranium, too. Smart people don't gamble with loaded dice. You scared them so badly they don't want anything to do with us." "You've committed the most heinous crime these creatures can 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 oblige. They wanted to execute you outright. Thought a trial was awfully silly—until they got their money back, of course. Not too much—just three million credits." Zeckler went white. "But that money was in banking custody!" A choking sound came from Zeckler's throat. " Arrest! Zeckler spluttered. "There's no evidence—you've got nothing But occasionally a situation arose where the civilization and social practices of the alien victims made it unwise to tamper with them. Altair I had been recognized at once by the Trading Commission as a commercial prize of tremendous value, but Zeckler puffed nervously on his cigarette, his narrow face they're not so dull. You'd have found out that they're marsupials, and that two out of five of them get thrown out of their mother's pouch before they're old enough to survive. Altairians here for the food their planet can supply, and their diet is so finicky that they just can't live on anything that Zeckler snorted. "But how could they went out and found a chunk of ground in the uplands, and 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 with seats facing the bench. Zeckler followed the shaggy-haired Altairians attempted to push through the door at once. Zeckler clamped on the headset to his translator unit, and watched the hubbub in the anteroom with growing alarm. Finally the question Altairians filed in, in order of stature, stalking across the room in flowing black robes, pug-nosed faces glowering with self-importance. They descended upon the jury box, grunting and prosecutor eyed Zeckler with cold malevolence, then turned "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 pounded the bench five or six times more. "This—creature—is 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 Karzan at the third hour before dawn in the second period after his arrival. Desecration of the Temple of our beloved 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 for interplanetary invasion." The little con-man's jaw sagged lower and lower, the color " Zeckler was on his feet, wild-eyed. "Later. You have to have the trial before you can have the verdict." The Altairian shrugged indifferently. "Now—later—" he muttered. "Have the prosecutor call his first witness," said Meyerhoff. Zeckler leaned over, his face ashen. "These charges," he whispered. "They're insane!" Altairian equivalent of a hungry grin at the prosecutor. Then he cleared his throat and started. "This Terran riffraff—" "The oath," muttered the judge. "We've got to have the Zeckler's face, another on the prosecutor, and closing the third as if in meditation. "I think it happened on the fourth night of the seventh crossing of Altair II (may the Goddess cast a drought upon it)—or was it the seventh night of the fourth crossing?—" he grinned apologetically at the judge—"when I Zeckler—"stopped me in my tracks with a vicious cry. He had "Objection!" Zeckler squealed plaintively, jumping to his The witness glowered at Zeckler. "As I was saying before who were listening enraptured to the second witness on the stand. This one was testifying regarding the butcherous slaughter of eighteen (or was it twenty-three? Oh, yes, twenty-three) women and children in the suburban village of Karzan. The Zeckler jerked around abruptly as he heard his name bellowed "Do I have—" Zeckler was across the room in a flash, his The murmur quieted down, all ears straining in their headsets Altair from my homeland on Terra. I—I landed on Altair II, a grave mistake, but as it turned out, a very fortunate error. guffawed, until the rising tide of racket drowned out Zeckler's Zeckler grew paler. "But—perhaps they were very clever—" The hisses grew louder, more belligerent. Cries of "Butcher him!" and "Scald his bowels!" rose from the courtroom. The Somehow, Zeckler managed to stumble from the witness Zeckler puffed hungrily on a cigarette, and looked up at Zeckler sat in silence for a moment. "This lying business,"

<question>:
What did the Altairian's arrest Zeckler for?

<options>:
A They arrested him for selling the same plot of land to a dozen different Altairians.
B They arrested him for lying.
C They arrested him for disrespecting the Goddess.
D They arrested him for slaughtering twenty-three Altairians.

<answer>:

A